Gods, Ashes Descend

Chapter 43 Not Enough Manpower

"Chief, they've left. Oda, who went to negotiate, was also killed by Ash with a single punch."

An old man put down the handle in his hand and turned his gaze to the middle-aged man sitting on the sofa.

"Long Island correspondent, are you satisfied now? What are your thoughts?"

The man wiped the cold sweat from his brow; he was supposed to be the one negotiating.

"How dare they! Chief of Staff of Long Island, you ordered your men to stop them!"

"That's strange. Why don't they dare to stop a bunch of immortal guys? They just moved the campfires they use to resurrect onto their vehicles and covered the fire with a layer of dirt. These ashes are really interesting."

"They are not citizens, they cannot be trusted."

The old man looked at the middle-aged man, who was still making excuses, with amusement and said sarcastically.

"There's no need to trust them. They haven't hidden their identities and have made it clear that they're mercenaries working for supplies."

Go report it to higher authorities and tell those idiots who've been sitting in their positions for too long and want to control everything.

Their wish was not fulfilled; we could not find a way to make them immortal, or rather...

The game explains that jumping into their campfire, being burned to ashes, and then coming back to life, but ashes are a rare commodity, so they almost always just turn to ash.

The man's expression changed, and his tone became stern.

"Chief of Long Island, don't forget your place."

The old man slammed his hand on the table and roared.

"So you're still alive, you fucking bastard."

……

In the evening, inside the bus covered with a thick cloth, Li Wei and Goto played cards in the back row of the long seat by the light from the interior lamps—the proper kind.

However, Goto seemed somewhat distracted.

Li Wei threw out a pair of sevens and asked.

"What's wrong? What are you worried about? We're on our way to Tokyo and will visit your place, but you know, don't get your hopes up."

Goto folded his cards and looked at Li Wei, replying somewhat dejectedly.

"Uncle, I'm sorry to have troubled you, and there's nothing I can do to help."

Li Wei felt he probably understood, and realized he was being sentimental, so he comforted him.

"Don't overthink it. I brought you along because I wanted to. As for the trouble, there's absolutely no problem."

Those killers had absolutely no problem with parking at night; in fact, they were quite pleased. During the day, when they drove, they were followed by a huge horde of zombies.

As for going to Tokyo, that's none of Goto's business. Tokyo is the largest city in Japan, with a population of over 38 million, plus the floating population.

Even if you cut off all the hands, you still can't finish them off. Taking Goto back is just something that happens on the way, so just treat it as a side quest for yourself.

Li Wei also indulged in a bit of artistic flair, offering Goto a dose of inspirational wisdom.

"If you can't find a reason to keep going, then find a reason to start over. Life is that simple."

With just a little courage, you can turn your life around and start afresh.

"Uncle, that's not what I meant. I meant, is there anything I can do for you?"

She stretched out her specially chosen white-stockinged leg and slid it across Li Wei's leg.

"Anything is fine. You perverted old men love little girls in white stockings, and I'm legal."

Li Wei slapped Goto on the head.

"Don't overthink it, I have a wife, but..."

But these feet look shiny! It's a shame not to use them for back massages.

So Li Wei took off his shirt and pointed to his back.

"Give me a back massage. From now on, you're my number eleven technician! A night of massage on my back will help you build up your stamina."

Goto, who had been blushing and his heart pounding as he watched Li Wei undress, froze for a moment and sighed.

"Huh, back massage? Is the wife the old man is talking about the Fire Keeper?"

Li Wei slumped onto his seat.

"Is there a problem? You can rest for a while if your back massage is tiring."

Goto sighed at this unromantic man, took off his shoes, and started massaging Li Wei's back while holding onto the seat back, but he said sarcastically.

"You won't even try this? Poor old man, you must be a virgin."

"...So what if I'm a virgin? Did I eat your rice? I'm just keeping myself pure!"

.........

Three days later, on the outskirts of Tokyo, the streets of the entire city were filled with zombie variants, and who knows how many more were hidden in the shadows and stairwells.

But that's not the point. What's more, Wood brought over a severed hand with a sharp bone splinter attached to it.

"Li, the necromancy has begun to mutate on a large scale."

The necromancy has increased its lethality, and in melee combat, having a weapon or not makes a huge difference. Although the lethality has increased, Levi felt that for those who can't die, as long as you're careful, there's no difference.

"This won't affect us much, will it?"

"Yes, we could have easily taken on multiple opponents, but now we have to be careful in one-on-one situations. The most important thing is that there are too many of them here. If we make a commotion, a whole bunch of them will come, turning this place into a meat grinder battlefield."

Simply put, we have too few people and are easily overwhelmed.

Even if you don't want to deal with those guys in Lothric, you have to now, otherwise you'll just have to slowly wear them down for a long time.

I have to go back now. Should I go to the dynasty and let them know for you?

Those guys in Lothric are no ordinary people. In the world of Dark Souls, Lothric has some intricate connections with Gwyn's family (the gods).

The Lothric Knights are dragon hunters, some even taming and beating dragons to become their guard pets, while demons guard the bridge leading into Lothric.

When the eldest prince's legs weren't crippled and he could still speak, he could take on the demon prince one-on-one and beat him so badly that his own mother wouldn't recognize him.

Moreover, it's not just knights, but three pillars: knights, sages, and the church. Aside from the formidable knightly orders, the mages' magical prowess is also considerable. The Grand Archives, managed by the Crystal Elder, can unearth technology that can transform humans into dragons; the Human Pus is proof of this—something that only humans can unleash. (This is probably related to the initial sage from the second game, Adil.)

The presence of snake-men in the Demon King's room indicates that Lothric once entered Ancient Dragon Peak, a place whose existence in the material world is unknown.

As for the church, in a magical world with God, would the church be weak? The waters here are too deep.

Li Wei felt that the best choice was to make contact only when he felt strong enough. Although he was their hope for avoiding civil war, what if they captured him, brainwashed him, and used him as a teleporter? There are many ways to play with someone who can't die.

The old man with the crystallized crystal went to find his brother, but he hasn't returned yet.

After all, the dynasty is now divided into two factions: the faction that keeps the fire burning and the faction that extinguishes it. The two factions are fighting each other to the death, and the worst survivors are the elite.

I am currently an extraordinary being, but a fake one at that. I can't even exchange a few blows with their prince, and I'm not qualified to take control of everything. At most, I can only cooperate.

If opinions clash and the leader is unable to give orders, it will become a laughing stock.

However, we don't need their official forces. We can secretly bring those wandering civilians and soldiers over, or even those crazed pitchfork guys from the Undead settlement.

"I will have someone recruit some people, but not the main forces of each faction. If you see any wandering people, you can also introduce them to the sacrificial site."