The crowd gathered in the open space.
"Damn it!" Tang Yu slammed on the car door, the previous frivolity disappeared from his brows, replaced by deep fatigue and anxiety.
After six hours of fighting, no one is in a good mood. Humans know what zombies are tireless and fearful. Even if they save their combat power and take turns to deal with it, they can't last long. As a result of the wheel war of attrition, the zombie encirclement is getting smaller and smaller.
Luo Shutu followed Wen Yan, and when he saw that the battle was not going well, he pressed his hands neatly, and the air shield was like an invisible mountain pressing down on the top, crushing a small number of nearby zombies, allowing the combatants to breathe a sigh of relief and change squads.
He is also tired. First, we must try our best to preserve our combat power, and second, we must reluctantly keep our abilities and wait for the boss Zombie King to appear.
Now the zombies vying to be headshot are only level 2, and most of them have just evolved, and their intelligence has not yet been developed. It can be seen that the zombie king doesn't care about these low-level zombies, and is happy to use them to consume the enemy's combat power. It has to be said that without the interference of Luo Shutu and the system cheater, he would have succeeded.
It's a pity that this interference exists, so at this time, the zombie king, who didn't take the intruder seriously at all, decided to go and see the human beings who can persist until now.
In the zombie world, the overwhelming oppression between levels is far greater than that of human supernatural beings. In the blink of an eye, most of the ferocious zombies receded in front of them, and they all shrank and fled because of instinct.
Someone was stunned in surprise, and Tang Yu glared at him just as he was about to laugh out loud, his half-laughter got stuck in his throat, and he lowered his head resentfully.
Fortunately, there were not many fools, and the remaining forty people all backed away slowly and closely gathered beside the car.
In the open space where the zombies let go, a few afterimages flashed far away.
The boy who looked exactly like an ordinary human appeared in front of his eyes at an incredible speed. Tang Yu was surprised for a moment, and then said with an ugly expression: "Zombie King?"
Luo Shutu was also a little surprised. This zombie king looked only thirteen or fourteen years old, with delicate features and a thin body. Except for a pair of dark red eyes that were not like ordinary people, he had already evolved to perfection.
{Hehe, Sao Nian, your picture is broken! They are just level seven zombies! }
Luo Shutu: {... Your words give some omens, but it's scary! }
{Sao Nian don't care about these details! Ben Sama's friendly reminder: President Wen's ability has broken through level six! }
{Due to the butterfly effect caused by the change of the plot in Sao Nian, the time for the task of eradicating the zombie king at the end has been advanced. Currently, the zombie king is still in the weakest initial stage, please don't be careless! Ben sama likes you (^3^)-☆～}
{... there is actually an expression function =_=!}
The Zombie King showed a stiff smile, and said hoarsely, "Kaka... human, come here, why?"
Luo Shutu: "..." Sure enough, it hasn't evolved yet, and the face is uncoordinated! Voice system not fixed! The function of the vocal cords is dissonant!
"Kill you." Luo Shutu said first.
"Ka, Kaka... I am, for a long time, my opponent is gone... Humans are weak." The zombie king replied with a voice like a broken bellows, and then waved.
A half-evolved zombie rushed over and stayed quietly under the nearby tree.
"Ah... it hurts, it hurts!" Su Momo was the first to fall to the ground, holding her head and howling in pain, tears and snot flying together, her delicate face twisted into a ball.
Before the people next to him wanted to help, they fell into the same situation one after another. Among the more than forty people, only the four psychic powers were slightly better, but they soon howled and couldn't hold on.
Among the remaining three who seemed not to be affected at all, Luo Shutu had a system and really didn't feel anything, while Wen Yan was a higher-level than the spiritual zombie, who only frowned slightly, basically without much negative effect. It was Tang Yu who had the hardest time. He didn't have Wen Yan's gold finger, and his ability was only in the peak state of level 4. When attacked by a level 5 spiritual zombie, it was amazing that he could keep his face unchanged.
The Zombie King looked at the three of them, and laughed twice, but before he finished laughing, he was interrupted by a murderous lightning bolt.
He backed away quickly, lightning flashed across his shoulder, the piece of clothes was charred black along with the flesh and blood, and smoke was smoldering. The zombie king stopped laughing, touched the wound, and his eyes sank: "Level six, the first one, you."
Wen Yan stepped forward calmly: "If you can't speak, don't speak."
Luo Shutu was originally full of worries, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but chuckled.
The zombie king stared at him gloomyly, and then rushed straight at Wen Yan without warning. The zombies were entangled with each other immediately, with many afterimages. Luo Shutu, who was on the sidelines, became anxious again. Silly, I can't tell the difference - how can he help if we don't separate him, he will be accidentally injured, okay!
In a moment, the two figures separated rapidly.
Thunder and lightning gathered in Wen Yan's palm, and the electric current spread all over the body, making small sounds. Luo Shutu saw the bone-deep wound on his back at a glance, which was more than ten centimeters long. It fell to the ground, and a small pool of blood soon accumulated.
His mind buzzed, and he rushed out before he regained consciousness, and he couldn't hear Tang Yu shouting his name loudly.
The Zombie King smiled surreptitiously, regardless of half of his right hand being burnt, and once again wrestled with the unexpected supernatural being in front of him.
Luo Shutu watched Wen Yan being entangled helplessly, and in a hurry, he threw away Tang Yu's tightly grasped arm. Unexpectedly, the other party tightly hugged his waist again: "Let go!"
"Calm down! Wen Yan is going to turn into a zombie if he gets scratched! He's not human anymore, do you understand!"
The pool of blood slowly turned dark purple.
Luo Shutu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly exploded, Tang Yu was bounced away violently in the next moment, the mental attack was violently heavy, he cried out in pain, but it was too late to stop.
Wen Yan... can't die, let alone turn into a zombie! That ugly creature, nothing but desires!
He couldn't separate them, so he rushed forward.
What? Will be injured and become a zombie? He ignored these things a long time ago and never thought about them. If he asked about it later, Luo Shutu himself would not be able to explain the reasons. At most, he thought that the system would not abandon him. But in fact, at this time, he didn't even give the system a second of thought.
He caught the Zombie King's paw with a wide open door, and while erecting a shield behind his back, he hugged Wen Yandenden and retreated quickly. This desperate move really gave him an opportunity. Wen Yan was caught by his impact. As soon as they collided, the two rushed to the front of the crowd.
Wen Yan's face turned ugly, and just as he stood firm, he pulled Luo Shutu's shoulder, saw the long scratch, and tightened his hand on his shoulder, making Luo Shutu howl in pain.
sister! If I didn't die in the hands of zombies, I would have been crushed by you!
"... That's fine too," Wen Yan said suddenly, the abnormal blood in his eyes permeated, "No matter where you are, stay with me."
Luo Shutu saw that his eyes were red and his heart was pounding: "What are you talking about, gentle and serious! How dare you turn into a zombie!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the shield dissipated with a swipe, Wen Yan pulled him behind him, and the snake-shaped lightning snapped and flung him away.
Luo Shutu reacted quickly and shot the air blade. With the cooperation of the two, the zombie king really had a headache for a while.
The battle was fierce here, and the dark tide was surging there. The blood-red eyes of the zombies under the tree flashed, and Su Momo, who was twitching in the crowd, suddenly stood up, and the faint red light was covered by the drooping hair curtain.
Jealousy and hatred are always the source of depravity and sin.
"Be careful!" Tang Yu roared fiercely.
However, being pushed hard from behind and unable to avoid it, Luo Shutu couldn't hold back his momentum at all. Seeing the afterimage of the opponent approaching in front of him, he stood in front of Wen Yan in a daze.
Then everything seemed silent.
He even heard a slight popping sound of a foreign object penetrating into his abdomen. It was a very strange feeling. Before the claw that purposely stayed to tear was pulled out, he rushed forward and hugged him tightly while maintaining the posture of being ripped apart. The Zombie King.
It would be great if Wen Yan was blind, so bloody, would he cry, would he cry... Luo Shutu thought in confusion, and his body instinctively stuffed a grape into his mouth very quickly... The pain is so painful that he still doesn't faint or he's drunk, can't eat it? Will fall out of the hole...
In just a few seconds, Luo Shutu turned countless thoughts, and in just a few seconds, everyone found that the mental attack disappeared in an instant, and the blood-soaked young man hugged Looking at the Zombie King, his body emitted a faint blue light, and with the Zombie King's mournful howl, the light flourished at a certain moment.
When the light dissipated, those ugly creatures were no longer in sight, only countless halos drifted away, as if the catastrophe was nothing but a yellow beam dream.
is this real? Someone asked tremblingly.
No one could give him an answer, and everyone looked at the young man who finally fell down.
Wen Yan seemed to be awakened at that moment, and stretched out his hand to catch him as usual. No one had seen this man who had always been so calm before losing his composure, but at this moment, everyone felt the helplessness of weeping. What to do, the huge fear leaked from the corners of the eyes and brows.
Luo Shutu was in his arms, his face turned pale, feeling his fragility, he raised his hand subconsciously, and Wen Yan immediately held it tightly tremblingly, pressing it against his face against his lips.
{Qianqiu sama, is his wound okay? }
{Hehe, to be on the safe side, the host needs to heal and stimulate President Wen's will to survive. In view of Sao Nian's excellent performance, while rewarding 250 points, this sama can provide 100 points of healing ability. }
{The host has completed the final task, and will automatically enter the second world in two minutes, hurry up, Sao Nian! }
{Change! Change it quickly! }
Luo Shutu, whose lung was injured, was frothing as he spoke, and his hand moved when he was held, "Wen is serious..."
Wen Yan hurriedly let go, with a hoarse voice: "Tutu, Tutu..." The man who had always been sensible and shrewd at this moment could only read his name in a panic, as if this could save his lover.
Luo Shutu's heart felt as if it had been cut by a knife, he resisted not looking at the man's red eye circles, and put his hand on the wound on his side with difficulty.
The wound there healed quickly.
{Ding—Attention the host, you will enter the second world in ten seconds. }
{10, 9, 8...}
Luo Shutu hurriedly said, "Wen Yan, live on!"
{3, 2,...}
"Wait for me!" he finally blurted out, not knowing why, but he felt like he wanted to, and from the bottom of his heart.