At the end of the 401st year of the Black Iron Calendar, a large-scale plague broke out in the Khalsa Federation and Green Forest City.
This virus came from nowhere and spread throughout the city in an instant. It is extremely contagious. It takes less than three hours from infection to onset, and the fatality rate is 100%.
Moreover, after death, the corpse will gain great power and be full of desire for the flesh and blood of living people, so it is called "walking corpse".
If it weren't for the restriction of some extraordinary factors that prevented this virus from spreading outwards, it would not be difficult for the entire world to be destroyed.
Even if a disaster only affects one city, the hundreds of thousands of walking corpses created in an instant will take up most of the federal energy. The investigation office and the army have to rush to rescue and blockade the surrounding area. Even Holy Heber and Arkham feel it. Feeling uneasy.
In this environment, the small riot of ghouls and vampires in Kimbert City seems to be nothing.
Even if Ryan and others can produce evidence to prove that the cultists are performing a ritual to summon the ancient ones, to ordinary people, the so-called ancient ones ruling the planet are simply myths and legends.
What's more, even if they know a little bit, they don't believe that some remnants of the Worshiping Church are capable of completing such a huge ceremony.
Coupled with the imminent zombie chaos, various reinforcements were inevitably delayed.
The people of Jinbot City were completely desperate. Although the actual number of deaths from ghouls and vampires would not exceed 10,000, the psychological pressure caused was immense. The road outside was crowded with various moving cars. After the rich fled, the ordinary people who stayed behind because of their livelihoods put protective measures on their doors and windows. The prices of various daily necessities skyrocketed. At night, the entire city seemed to turn into a dead city.
"Lord..."
In the grocery store, Moli Gushi stood next to Fang Yuan: "All the high-level officials of the Church of Worship have settled in Jinbot City and created conditions for capturing the sacrifices and opening the Soul End Offering... But I have to say, regardless of the sacrifices, How about the quality, their technology is really... backward!"
"To say that we are backward is simply flattering. I seem to see a group of primitive people dancing with stone tools..." Fang Yuan raised a cup of hot cocoa: "There are a lot of common sense errors in the sacrificial runes, and there are all kinds of irregularities. Even the main body of the sacrificial rituals There can be confusion... They have not succeeded in trying to commit suicide for so many years, and it is really the Eye of Darkness that protects them!"
"The most suitable sacrifice for the final sacrifice of the soul they are about to open is the one who set the scene for the hunting ritual - Nietzsche! But this will obviously conflict with the master's goal. Do I need to take action?"
"No need, the grocery store is just a safe haven... If a guy who has received the slightest favor from fate dies at the hands of a cultist, then this is his fate... "
Fang Yuan put down the porcelain cup: "But... those people who worship the Church of Eyes need help, otherwise even if they complete the collection of flesh, blood, and souls, they will not be able to summon the ancient ones to come..."
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The night is dark.
Since the emergence of ghouls and vampires in large numbers, inspectors have become a high-risk profession, and people have died in monster attacks from time to time.
At this time, the entire city of Kimbert was in a situation of insufficient police force, and Ryan couldn't imagine this.
After all, they are ordinary people, and they must be afraid of monsters, and they cannot risk their lives.
The top management of the Investigation Department, as well as the elite of the military, have been transferred to Green Forest City. If the zombie virus breaks out there, it will definitely be a disaster that will destroy mankind.
"I actually have to work overtime even at night, especially when there is no overtime allowance! I hate this job!"
Nietzsche followed several men in black on patrol, still complaining dissatisfiedly.
This is actually just a joke. After all, as an Extraordinary, his salary must be higher than that of ordinary people, and he can also apply for a special fund for magic experiments and so on.
Especially now that the situation is critical, although there is a shortage of manpower above, the funding requirements can definitely be met.
"It's better to read a few more pages of the Book of Senluo!"
Nietzsche touched the revolver at his waist, which was filled with enchanted bullets.
But in fact, what he trusts most is his own extraordinary ability.
"That boss Andy definitely has some conspiracy..." Especially the book of Sen Luo, it is really all-encompassing, and even Nietzsche broke into a cold sweat after reading some weird curses.
After just reading a few pages, he was confident that he could deal with other Extraordinaries calmly, and even stabilized Angelila's veteran Extraordinary.
"So far, there have been no cases of attacks by spirits... Of course, maybe it happened too covertly. The most important thing is that it was ghouls and vampires... "
Nietzsche was thinking slowly, and suddenly, a sharp scream came from the dark street, echoing in the empty night, making people shudder.
"Go quickly!"
Nietzsche roared and strode towards the source of the sound.
When everyone is extremely vigilant and remodeling their homes as fortresses, it is not that easy for ghouls and vampires to find suitable targets.
Forced invasion has become an inevitable choice, which can easily cause noise and attract attention.
"That's it! Plantagenet Building! Call for reinforcements immediately!"
When Nietzsche came under a building, a golden flame flashed in his eyes. Even in the dark, he could clearly see outside the third-floor window. The wooden railings were broken and a big hole was opened.
He jumped over the stairs and found the room corresponding to the window. Hearing the sound of fighting inside, he kicked the door directly.
boom!
Wood chips were flying and the door was in pieces.
Immediately, Nietzsche saw the scene indoors.
A woman fell in a pool of blood. There was a huge gap in her waist, and her intestines and internal organs were vaguely visible.
A huge ghoul standing on all fours next to him was obviously the culprit.
The male head of the family was holding a double-barreled shotgun, ready to go.
"go to hell!"
Nietzsche quickly drew his gun and fired. After a few bursts of fire, the ghoul had blood holes in it and fell to the ground.
"Simple and easy, it seems I was too careful..."
Nietzsche sighed secretly: "It turns out... I am already so different from ordinary people..."
"Who are you? Don't come here!"
The male host looked flustered at this time, and the muzzle of the shotgun was pointed at Nietzsche.
"Hey! Brother, don't worry, I'm not a bad guy, but a civil servant who specializes in dealing with these monsters... Well, I should be considered a civil servant, right?"
Nietzsche stepped forward with a smile and was about to take out his ID and call a few more real police inspectors over.
boom! !
At this moment, the male host on the other side howled and pulled the trigger.
The steel balls in the shotgun were like quicksand, covering an area in an instant.
Even though he was an extraordinary person, Nietzsche only had time to move a certain distance. Immediately, he felt as if his right arm, waist, and face had been stung by a wasp. A powerful force came from him, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back: " Damn...what are you doing?"
"Got you, my little cutie!"
The male master laughed ferociously and flew forward. His speed and strength were beyond the scope of ordinary people.
"flame!"
Nietzsche recited a mantra quickly, and a ball of golden flame fell on the man.
He screamed and rolled quickly, a layer of skin fell off, and he suddenly turned into Hannibal!
"It's you!"
Nietzsche's eyes narrowed: "Vivian, there are still so many colleagues who are angry with you! You can't escape this time..."
"Run away? Why are you running away?" Hannibal looked calm and tore off the remaining human skin, as if he were a gentleman about to attend a ball. Especially his gaze made Nietzsche very uncomfortable. It looked like he was being treated as a banquet. .
And Nietzsche knew that the other party would definitely be able to do it!
raging!
He stretched out his right hand, and a golden flame suddenly burned on it.
"Extraordinary! And he is still at the level of a controller who can control extraordinary power..." Hannibal's eyes shone brightly: "Very good!"
"Okay?" A trembling feeling suddenly spread throughout Nietzsche's body.
He didn't have time to think, and flew to the side.
Phew!
The next moment, there were several black tentacles where he was originally.
"Hehe... I recognize you... you are the kid who ran away..." A woman walked out of the darkness with only one eye: "Come... come to your mother!"
"It's you!"
The one eye and this kind of laughter suddenly brought back some memories of Nietzsche, making his eyes red: "Go to hell!"
As if sensing his anger, the terrifying golden flames instantly surged, forming a cone shape and burning towards the opposite side.
This is the ability to control flames that he gained after reading a page of Senluo fragments. When combined with the Great Sun Meditation Method, they complement each other even more.
raging!
Flames rose and the temperature skyrocketed.
Those dark tentacles were turned into ashes in the flames. Hannibal screamed, his whole body was on fire, and he jumped out of the window.
"How dare you..." Most of Barbaret's black robe was burned, and her face and half of her body showed burn marks. She roared, "I'm going to kill you!"
But at this moment, Nietzsche looked at her as if he were looking at a dead person, and recited a poem:
"Your end is coming soon. The boundless shadow has shrouded you. The ghost of death is always lingering around you. The carriage of the underworld is always ready to carry you. The rotten vultures are ready to eat your flesh and blood. The greedy poisonous snakes are always biting you. Eat your toes, and the burning flames will turn your body into ashes... Sinner! Your soul will carry your sins and go to destruction... "
This is what is recorded on the previous page of the Book of Senluo. It is full of negative energy and curses. Even Nietzsche himself took a long time to escape from it by relying on the Great Sun Meditation.
At this time, while listening to the poem, Barbart's eyes suddenly became blank. She pulled out the staff from her waist without expression, and pointed the sharp root at her own eyes.
puff!