A round setting sun was hanging over the ridge of the desert, making the earth look dark and crimson; the desert waves supporting the setting sun solidified, like a sleeping sea.
It is February now, the middle of winter, and it should be a cold season. But the sudden appearance of the desert brings a different style to this period of time.
Sometimes the sand is flying, the sky is dark, sometimes the towering trees are dancing, and there are mirages. This is the world of sand. Under the scorching sun, the beach is like being roasted on a stove, and the scorching heat waves sweep every inch of land, making people breathless.
In this vast sea of sand, several figures were struggling to move forward, leaving a series of solid and clear footprints behind them. They seemed unable to feel the heat that could penetrate the soles of their feet. They were fearless, no, it should be said that they were walking with no expression on their faces.
Come closer, come closer "hiss!" If there were someone here at this moment, they would definitely gasp in shock. These figures are not people at all, they are actually strange-looking corpses!
Zombies are not a strange word to the world today. They are bloodthirsty and murderous, just like the evil ghosts and demons that escaped to the human world after the seal of the Nine Nether Hell was lifted, committing evil and killing people wantonly.
They are clearly divided into levels, the weakest zombies only have pure killing instinct, slow movements, zero IQ, but possess extraordinary brute strength. Although they were extremely terrifying in the past, after so much adaptation, humans have formed a vicious circle of self-elimination. The surviving people have already reached the level of everyone becoming a soldier, and facing such ordinary zombies, a few women or children can easily subdue them.
However, after the virus hit, the changes that occurred were not only these tireless living dead, but also a more terrifying existence, evolution!
Through evolution, the zombies have become a new type of life after another mutation. They have thousands of different appearances. Some are incredibly fast, some are powerful, some explode and attack others, and some have limb changes. But one thing remains unchanged: they are more rampant in their killing and virus transmission.
The road of evolution is a step-by-step journey. The zombies created by the virus will not die easily. Instead, they will gradually improve themselves. As they evolve, their species will increase, become stronger, more terrifying, and more horrible!
These three zombies have mutated appearances, one has a belly as big as a drum, one is short with long arms, and one crawls like a lizard. They are all famous species among the evolved zombies, namely the Exploder, the Hunter, and the Corpse Puppet.
Zombies are not intelligent. They are transformed from dead people. They have strength but no human emotions, just like wild beasts. Unlike ordinary zombies who like to attack in groups, they are full of hostility after evolution. Without exception, they will have their own territory. Otherwise, if they leave two zombies to fight, one of them will die. But surprisingly, these three evolved zombies, who clearly have strength and hostility, not only did not fight, but walked side by side. It is really puzzling. If two tigers cannot live in one mountain, can there be three tigers
That's not all. In addition, all these zombies actually have legendary strength. What is this? In the midst of the wind and sand, three legendary zombies stood side by side. This might be a scene that can only be seen in dreams.
A three-meter-tall giant appeared out of nowhere, and on its shoulder sat a thin figure in black clothes and a mask. As the giant stepped forward, the three zombies stopped moving and bowed their heads, showing a clear distinction between the ranks.
The figure jumped down, walked barefoot over the three corpses, and slowly looked at everything in front of him with his waxy eyes. After a while, he slowly spoke: "The Cangmu River, the world where hundreds of flowers bloomed, is occupied by yellow sand. Even nature can't stop the speed of corrosion at the end of the world?"
"The changes brought about by the apocalypse are not only the corpses and strange beasts, but also the environment has been turned upside down. The Great Realm Gate? It is no longer the same as it used to be."
The sigh came from far away. Looking up, not far away, a giant beast carrying a young man was striding towards the corpses. Looking closely, the young man was tall and strong, with a bronze complexion and clear and deep facial features, like a sculpture from purgatory. He had a masculine and dark evil temperament. Although he was far from a real demon, anyone could tell that he was not just a passerby on the street. If it were in peacetime, it would surely make thousands of girls crazy and fascinated. But at this moment, it was inevitable that it seemed a little cold and distant from ordinary people. Sitting down was a ferocious giant lion with a golden body, which really gave people a strange feeling that the prince of the demon world had come to the world.
And this ferocious giant lion is no ordinary creature. It is covered with golden dragon scales. Every scale is as transparent as glass. Even the most precious jade in peacetime cannot match it.
The three zombies around could cause great panic no matter where they were, but only now, everyone looked at the lion cautiously, and it was even possible to see some fear in their eyes.
That's because the lion's strength has actually reached the half-step epic level. Not to mention the human world, even in the insect world and the abyss, the half-step epic can become a lord who commands the heroes. But who would have thought that such a peerless and ferocious beast would be willing to serve as a mount for others.
"This has been called Yuzhang, Hongcheng, and Hero City since ancient times. It is a legendary city. In peacetime, the local population is extremely terrifying, exceeding 45 million. There are also many talents from other provinces and migrant workers pouring into this province to seek their fortune. So if you really count, the total population of Xijiang Province is probably as much as 80 million, which is one of the most populous provinces in the entire Celestial Empire. As the hub of the entire province, the population of this location had already exceeded 10 million before the doomsday outbreak."
The masked man stared straight ahead, and in a few words he described what this place was like, as if he knew everything about it. However, his tone was quite intriguing. He started out excited, then became desolate. When he was describing the population of Dajingmen, his voice was even suppressed to an extremely low level. The irony of the tens of millions of people and the yellow sand before their eyes was clearly evident without any additional description.
The young man at the side asked the giant lion to lower its head and then get off the ground. He glanced at the masked man who looked like a dead tree but still stood firm, and said softly, "A population of 10 million? 500,000 is considered a lot now, right?"
He covered his face for unknown reasons, but his white, unusual eyes still gave people a chilling feeling. He turned back to the young man and said calmly, "A narrow escape is considered good, but only one in ten is the true portrayal of the situation. In addition to the army of corpses that were eaten and buried, there are at least five million zombies, of course, there are also a series of awakened zombies among them. Do we really need to go to war to fight for such a wilderness area?"
The young man just laughed it off.
The masked man reluctantly took a step forward, and said in a hoarse voice like the sound of the underworld devil, with the power to penetrate people's hearts: "Do you want to continue even if you die?"
The young man patted the lion beside him and said in a lazy but firm voice: "Compared with strength, if we survive like an ant, what's the point."
The masked man shook his head with a mad look in his eyes: "Now you look more like a dead man than I do. Even I envy your fearless mentality."
"He who kills will be killed. This is not a game. Are you fearless? No! I am just pursuing the ultimate power. In this dark era, without power, who can protect themselves?"
The young man put away his smile, paused for a moment, glanced at the masked man standing opposite him and continued, "It's strange, no one attracts my attention. In this area, you are the only one who can match me. If I want to sharpen this long sword, I must use the best whetstone."
The masked man was trembling all over, with a hint of murderous intent in his cloudy eyes. He wanted to pierce the opponent's skull with his hands and then destroy his brain that was filled with madness and extremism. However, after witnessing the opponent's method of killing legends as easy as drinking water, he instinctively felt a little fear in his heart.
There is no denying that he is a genius.
But everything has its limits. When geniuses go to extremes, they have another title:
madman.