The streets that used to be bustling are now filled with miserable people fleeing for their lives.
Those who couldn't run fast were grabbed by the swarming zombies, and they lowered their heads and bit them off.
There were groups fleeing for their lives, seeing the zombies approaching behind them, in desperation, they pushed the outermost people into the pile of zombies, hoping to buy some time to survive.
"Ah, it hurts, save me, save me..." "Monster, a monster that eats people..." "My God, is this a punishment from the heavens
Who will drive away these monsters! "
Everyone was wailing, wailing for the disaster that fell from the sky.
But in the blink of an eye, more and more vivid people were bitten and scratched. Immediately afterwards, those scratched and bitten people, their incomplete bodies slowly stood up again, and slowly followed the large army in front of them.
The entire imperial city was shrouded in blood and despair, and it no longer had the prosperity and vitality it had before.
The flute master watched this scene with satisfaction, he stopped playing the piccolo, and flew to leave, but was stopped by Mingfeng and others with gloomy faces.
Mingfeng's eyes were almost tearing apart. When he was sent to Bohai City, this person suggested that he bring some zombies back to the imperial capital as their secret weapon for rioting.
He was a little uneasy at first, but this flute master was an old man who had been raised in King Xian's mansion for nearly ten years, and he was someone trusted by King Xian.
But he didn't expect that the flute master would give them a slash at this critical moment. He actually urged all the zombies to chew crazily and slaughtered the people in the imperial city. He wanted to turn the entire Nanyue imperial capital into a purgatory full of zombies.
"Why..." King Xian looked at the stumped limbs all over the ground with a pale face. He was guarded by the guards behind him in a trance, avoiding the rushing zombies. His eyes were red and he glared at the flute master angrily. "You defected from Xirong, and you were taken in by this king!"
"What you want, what you want, this king gave you. This king regards you as a teacher and a friend. Why..." The flute master turned the piccolo in his hand, there was a moment of silence, and then he raised his eyebrows and smiled, "There is no reason..." He lowered his eyes for a while, looked at him with a smile that was not a smile, and laughed, "Maybe it's because you are stupid. You believe everything I say..." "So, everything you told my mother and concubine is false..." "Everything you told me is old. Everything is fabricated!"
"Is it true or not...does it matter now
Hahaha! "
"But I don't blame you. I have been waiting for this day for nearly ten years. The lifelong wish of my ancestors was to usher in the ancient gods and destroy Nanyue..." the flute master said, looking at the chaotic and miserable scene with joy and excitement, he opened his arms and laughed happily, "Now this day will finally be ushered in my hands..." "I will kill you!"
Mingfeng's eyes were red, and he rushed towards him fiercely.
All of this was almost brought about by him after being deceived. Here, every human life and every increased zombie is due to him! Their soldiers had voluntarily sacrificed themselves with the intention of serving the country first. Who would have thought that they would become executioners who would bring disaster to the country and the people.
It is the pawn that Xi Rong placed in South Vietnam.
It took him nearly ten years to turn the Nanyue imperial city into a purgatory.
The flute master smiled contemptuously, held his flute to his lips, played a few times, and then zombies came rushing towards them.
"Commander, it is important to protect the prince!"
The deputy commander roared anxiously, and when he saw a zombie rushing towards the Xian Wang, his anxious eyes were about to burst, and he hurriedly flew in front of the Xian Wang.
"ah!"
He was held down by that zombie's arm, and was torn off.
"My lord, let's go!"
As the sound of the flute master playing flute changed, the zombies automatically divided into two piles, some blocked him and protected him tightly, and the whole pile rushed towards King Xian and the others, vowing to leave them as zombies.
"Whoosh"! A net bag made of blue and green vines descended from the sky, wrapping the flute master and the surrounding zombies together.
The flute master was caught off guard by the startled piccolo which landed on the ground.
As the sound of the flute disappeared, the extremely obedient zombies that were controlled were suddenly unrestrained, and their instincts prevailed. The flute master surrounded in the center obviously became their favorite food, and they sipped without hesitation.
"Ah! Let go of me, get out!"
The flute master let out a miserable scream, but after a short while, the sound weakened, leaving only the excited "ho ho ho" sound of the zombie chewing.
Qin Gentiana and Gu Jiuxiao rushed there, facing the distraught Mingfeng and his party far away.
Xian Wang's pale face was dripping with blood, most of his face was sprayed by the split blood from the torn arm of the deputy commander. He clenched his fists and looked at Gu Jiuxiao coldly. After a long time, he slowly raised his lips and smiled, "Second brother, I really envy you..."