Apocalyptic Resurgence: Orion's Vitality for All Things

The blood moon was in the sky, the putrid wind swept the corpses and smashed the last wooden fence. When Lin Ye's short knife was embedded in King Zombie's forehead, the blood seeping from the fingers was dripping on a charred wild vine. No one knows that in the arms of this silent hunter, there is a secret more terrifying than the fangs of zombies - the wild vines soaked in his blood suddenly sprouted, and after three breaths, they actually propped up a wall of thorns half a man high! Medical girl Lin Shuang jumped out from behind the broken wall with a medicine bag in hand, and the silver needle quenched the corpse poison and pierced King Zombie's throat; blacksmith Zhao Huo swung the red-hot dark iron hammer, and sparks splashed on the mutant wolf's eyes; ranger Jiang Wuying wiped his short crossbow The Night Owl's blade passed by and accurately pierced the back of the corpse general's neck three hundred steps away. This team, composed of remnant soldiers, abandoned women, and fugitives, was using the most primitive means to carve a mark for the living in the apocalypse. But Lin Ye knew that every time he awakened a plant or a beast, his heart felt like it was being ripped away. When the tide of corpses overflowed the third line of defense like a black wave, when the mutant beasts tore open the blood in the mountain forest, when the survivors who once stood side by side raised their knives and pointed at his back - the truth hidden behind the bloody canopy was forcing him to sacrifice his life for the rebirth of civilization. All things can be revived, but vitality is irreversible. Let's see how the hunters in the mountains use their lives as seeds to sow the spring of the entire world in the sea of ​​​​blood in the mountains of corpses.