Unlike the first round, the people from Nanling did not retreat this round. The power users crowded densely on the ancient city wall at the South Gate, looking at the approaching zombie tide in the distance.
Not only because this time Nanling's ability users were dozens of times more than the last time, but also because the woman in the white dress did not retreat.
She stood on the high arrow stack, long black hair and white cotton skirt flying in the wind.
White water vapor rose from her feet and circled into the sky. Countless water vapor rises from the soil, from the roots of trees, from the grass, and from the canals that pass through Nanling. These water vapors gathered in the air above the head of the white-skirted girl, condensed into a huge cloud, rolled and rolled, compressed from the white smoke into gray flocs, and the thunder boomed.
When the tide of zombies approached, but had not yet entered the attack distance of ordinary power users, a thunderstorm sounded from the gray cloud, and thousands of ice arrows shot down like meteors.
The zombies fell down like reaped wheat. Cheers rang out from the city walls, fear subsided and morale soared.
However, the zombies behind them came up again like a tide. Another thousand ice arrows, piercing the head and breaking the skull, harvested one piece.
The cheers on the city wall had just started, and a whistling sound that had never been heard before suddenly sounded in the distance. It was shrill and gloomy.
The densely packed zombies roared in unison as if they had been summoned.
People were terrified, although they didn't know what it was, and although they couldn't see it at all, they had already felt the terror that came to their faces.
"Ding Yao, leave it to you!" Han Yanyan turned around and said, "I'll go meet him."
After the white-skirted girl finished speaking, she jumped down the high city wall amid the exclamations of people. People hurriedly leaned over the arrow stacks and looked down! But I saw a few icicles rising from the ground, arranged like steps. The slender white figure fell to the ground in a few vertical jumps. When she stood up straight, she was greeted by densely packed zombies.
The purple grid was woven in front of the girl in white, pushing forward with amazing coercion, the zombies were harvested in pieces, and the rancid smell and the smell of burnt meat were intertwined.
Han Yanyan turned around and raised his head, and Ding Yao, who was leaning over the tower and looking down, smiled.
At this time, the zombie tide finally approached within the distance of the ability user's attack!
Qi Lei's iron arrows, Lin Ling's soil cones, Qi Tongtong's thorns, and countless fireballs, lightning, and ice blades all rained down! Abilities and zombies face off!
And Han Yanyan's icicle shattered into countless sharp ice chips, and rolled into a thick ice dragon. Han Yanyan took the ice dragon and rushed into the zombie tide!
Ding Yao swept under the wall with another power grid, raised his eyes and looked into the distance.
In the black corpse tide, the white ice dragon shone in the sunlight, rolled and swept through the corpse tide, and opened a path wherever it passed. The white skirt corners can be vaguely seen.
Every time Ding Yao released a power grid and raised his eyes, the ice dragon was further away.
The eerie howl suddenly sounded again, and countless zombies responded, like a pack of wolves responding to the wolf king.
"What is that? What is it?" Someone asked with a war of teeth.
No one could answer him. When everyone's eyes looked in the direction where the whistling came from, the ice dragon suddenly made a loud noise in the zombie tide, bursting into a cloud of ice and disappearing.
Everyone's heart is tight.
Ding Yao wrapped the thunder and lightning in his hand, cut off the head of a mutant zombie with one palm, turned his head and looked in the direction of Han Yanyan.
I saw the icy fog rising up there, circling upwards, and a white ice whirlwind rose from the ground. Where the ice tornado swept, the bodies of the zombies were smashed, and the stumps flew around.
Suddenly someone shouted: "Look!"
A black shadow burst out from the zombie tide with a sharp whistle. The height of the sky seemed to be flying, and it seemed that there was a spring in its body, and it screamed and plunged into the ice whirlwind. With the whistling sound of the shadow, the ice whirlwind blasted out several clusters of ice fog from the inside out.
Ding Yao just glanced at it and had to fight against a mutant zombie that had just climbed up the city wall.
The corpses of ordinary zombies are piled up under the city wall like a carpet, and the mutant zombies swiftly climb up the city wall like a gecko. If the power user is slightly negligent, he may be bitten by the neck and dragged down the city wall by the suddenly violent zombies. The city head was splashed with bright red blood and yellow-green pus.
But even in such fierce battles, people couldn't help but look up and cast a glance into the distance between the battles.
At a glance, Ice Whirlwind was twisted like being punched in the middle.
At a glance, explosions continued.
At a glance, the whirlwind shrank into an ice dragon.
At a glance, the shadow catapulted into the sky, screaming sharply.
With this whistle, the power users suddenly felt relieved. The mutant zombies abandoned the city head as if they were summoned, turned into many shadows, and rushed towards the direction of the ice dragon like arrows.
But in the duel between the king and the king, these thugs can't turn the tide.
The ice dragon broke the glass and got into the building of a building with a glass curtain wall, and soon broke the glass from the other side and got out, chasing the shadow who was trying to escape.
The Corpse Emperor, who severely injured Ding Yao in the previous round, met the Creator in this round.
The creator said to her partner, "Come on, let's push the boss together."
"It's not a game..." The partner muttered helplessly.
"It's almost there, it's not real anyway." After the creator finished speaking, he looked for supplementary praise and said, "The special effects are really good and beautiful!"
The ice dragon smashed the glass curtain wall, climbed all the way up, and finally swallowed the corpse emperor. The Corpse Emperor let out a shrill, sharp howl.
The zombies stopped, and so did the abilities. Everyone stared blankly at the huge hockey puck on the roof in the distance. The ice ball was made up of countless ice blades, spinning rapidly, and the Corpse Emperor swallowed inside was finally smashed into pieces in a shrill scream.
The howling stopped abruptly.
The footsteps of the mutant zombies also stopped abruptly. Having lost the spiritual restraint of the Corpse Emperor, these mutant zombies who already had intelligence hesitated for a while, not daring to face the strong man who killed the Corpse Emperor, and they fled in all directions and disappeared very quickly.
Without the drive of high-level zombies, ordinary zombies lost their unified goal and wandered in place without any abnormal noise to attract them. Without waiting for the ability users to react, ice arrows fell from the sky, harvesting zombies layer by layer and stubble.
The range of the Frostbolt is too wide, and the sound everywhere attracts the zombies to run around and gradually disperse. Although there are many zombies, they can no longer gather sand to form a tide.
The power users stood on the city wall, staring blankly at the zombie tide receding, unable to believe that a terrible crisis had been lifted like this.
Until then, my legs felt weak. The sequelae of excessive secretion of adrenal hormones is general collapse. Many people sat on the city wall with one buttocks, regardless of whether they pressed the severed limbs of the zombies or the dead bodies of their companions. At this moment, I just want to take a breath as someone who is still alive.
Ding Yao stood in front of the arrow stack and looked into the distance.
Qi Tongtong took a few breaths, struggled to get up, leaned on the arrow stack and looked into the distance, suddenly jumped up and waved her arms, screaming loudly: "Yanyan! Yanyan! Yanyan!"
People got up.
The gray icy clouds in the sky dissipated, and the sun fell directly.
The broken glass curtain wall reflects the sunlight and flickers from time to time. On the roof of the building that was riddled with holes by the Corpse Emperor and the Ice Dragon, people saw white cotton skirts fluttering in the wind.
"Han Yanyan—" Qi Lei shouted loudly. After shouting, laugh.
I don't know who started shouting. A sound of "Han Yanyan" sounded in Ding Yao's ear, deafening.
Ding Yao was in a trance.
a woman
Why are you calling out this woman's name
Wherever he went, it was obvious that everyone took him as the center. Why does this woman's name keep ringing in my ears now
Under Ding Yao's feet, the city wall trembled slightly. But the hands and feet were still sore, and the excited people who were not standing still didn't notice it.
On the contrary, Han Yanyan on the roof in the distance noticed the vibration under her feet, and she narrowed her eyes and looked towards the city wall.
"It's annoying," she said. "Why isn't this person awake?"
Han Yanyan has lost patience with Duke Krillin. She looked towards the city wall and called out softly, "Ding Yao?"
The voice was very light, but it overcame the sound of people calling her name frantically, and reached Ding Yao's ears. Ding Yao, who was in a trance, was shocked and looked up.
Everything around him was blurred, and his sight and hearing spanned the space.
The layers of corpses under the city are blurred, and the crazy joyful people in the city are blurred. In Ding Yao's field of vision, as if the camera was advancing, only Han Yanyan could focus.
The woman was wearing a white dress, flying in the wind.
"Ding Yao." She looked at him and smiled, "Are you... convinced?"
Ding Yao thought in a trance, would you serve a woman? When can a woman crush him too
Who is he! He is...
Ding Yao remembered who he was. He broke free from the system's grip on him, unlocking every memory. Ding Yao, Yao Chen, Xiaoyao, and then... Ding Yao again.
And she is always Han Yanyan.
The sky cracked open, the layers of corpses on the ground left, the city wall cracked, and white light shot out from the cracks.
The man is finally waking up.
He will forget everything, the worlds he has experienced, the love-hate entanglement between her and him, and return to his own reality.
What about her? When will she leave this endless world
Han Yanyan twitched the corners of his mouth, no longer caring about Ding Yao, and turned his head to look from afar.
White light pours in from the cracks in the world and devours everything.
Ding Yao saw Han Yanyan smiling faintly in the dazzling white light, turned his head, and his black hair was flying in the wind.
Why is she smiling so wildly
Why don't you look at him anymore
Why do you only leave him with a back without nostalgia
And when she turned around, what was the water light that flashed from the corner of her eyes
The moment the white light swallowed it, Ding Yao subconsciously stretched out his hand to Han Yanyan.
The hand touched the cold, hard hatch cover, and a man opened his eyes in the dormant cabin.
Companions, city walls, zombies, buildings, blue sky, white clouds, and the girl in a white dress were instantly captured by the eyes and included in the residual consciousness of the spiritual power source.
The residual consciousness belongs to the subconscious.
The subconscious succumbs silently to the surface consciousness.
When the man woke up and opened his eyes, he forgot everything in the world and Han Yanyan.
The attendant kicked open the hatch of the operating cabin, jumped out, and strode away.
His soldiers also left with him.
He left the simulation system behind him, Leo Pike behind him, and Han Yanyan behind him. At this moment, nothing is more important than his front!
The attendant's footsteps were sonorous, and he passed through several cabin doors and came to an open cabin.
It was completely occupied by the White Army. There are instruments all around, and a cable is connected to the middle of the cabin. The technical and medical officers were busy, and they were relieved when they heard the door open and saw him coming.
"Colonel, the duke will not be sedated!"
The attendant stepped in, and the people stepped back to make way for him.
In the middle of the room, there is a dormant capsule that does not belong to the Leo spaceship, and intricate cables connect it to various instruments around it. The hatch opened, and a man sat inside, half-drenched in the culture fluid. His eyes were sharp like a blade, and he didn't relax until he saw the attendant.
"Well, what's going on?" he asked. Sleeping for too long, his voice was a little hoarse.
Lin Ran strode over and took his hand.
"You were assassinated, and your spiritual source was closed," he said. "You just woke up, you need to recuperate your body now, come... don't move, let them inject you with sedatives... "
As he held the man's arm, the medical officer winked and poked the thin cylinder in his hand at the man's arm. A needleless syringe injects a sedative into a man's body. But the man didn't resist, he didn't push these people with mental force, because the attendant was here.
Holding the attendant's hand, he knew not to worry, and closed his eyes with peace of mind.
The attendant held his head and neck, and slowly helped him to lie down in the dormant cabin, watching the hatch cover closed.
The technical officers and medical officers were busy looking at various data and had tense discussions.
The attendant took off his hat and held it in his hands, heaving a long sigh, his tense shoulders finally relaxed.
His lord, the Duke of Klin, Yao Callander, finally reopened his spiritual power and came to life.
At this moment, no one thought of Han Yanyan.