The blue-purple skin has a metallic luster, the thin but well-developed muscle tissue tightly wraps the bones, the middle of the bald head has a vertical protrusion, and the eyes are all white and have no pupils...

A blue devil that makes the human survivors talk about it is moving with light steps between the ruins surrounded by green. With a model-like figure and strength several times higher than that of humans, coupled with all-round detection capabilities,

This creature can navigate the complex terrain of the ruins with ease, sometimes stopping to search around, sometimes rushing up to the windowsill to inspect every corner of the building.

It sensed the presence of humans, but that scent was always looming and it was difficult to determine its location. However, its instinct to reproduce drove it not to give up, and it had to look around these buildings covered with plants to search for possibilities.

Close...the human breath is close...every cell in the blue devil's body became excited as if seeing a new wife, and his movements became more agile.

The gap in the cracked wall went up three floors.

"Crack...hiss..." The blue devil became even more excited. It clearly felt that the human breath was here! But as soon as the foot landed, there was a crisp sound, and a pair of steel teeth locked it tightly.

ankle.

If it were a human, the calf bones would have been pinched off at this time; even if it was a zombie, the sharp teeth would still penetrate the skin and muscles. But for the Blue Devil's body, the hardness of the steel teeth is obviously not enough to cause damage.

It made a tooth-itching friction sound.

They felt no pain, let alone fear. They opened their mouths and made rapid airflow sounds, which was all expression of excitement. Just a dozen meters away, there was a living human being standing up from a tattered iron bucket.

"Crack... creak..." He lunged forward, and his body was pulled back by the chain connected to the animal trap. The steel teeth scratched two white marks on the skin of his calf, and at the same time he let out an unwilling groan.

This pull made the mechanical spring of the animal trap a little strained and even deformed. If it were pulled a few more times, it would probably fall apart.

"Crack..." But just as the Blue Devil's other foot stepped out, a large animal trap jumped up again on the ground covered with dust and dead leaves, accurately clamping its other leg.

calf.

This position is so embarrassing. One leg is fixed under the window, and the other leg is stretched out a meter away. It's a standard nonsense! Even if you are not a human, you shouldn't be teased like this. Zombies still have dignity!

"Hiss..." The blue devil once again let out a rapid sound of air from his throat, stared at the human who had walked a few meters away, and opened his big mouth full of metal-like sharp teeth!

"Whoosh..." The human stopped, waved his hand and threw a noose over, and accurately put it on the blue devil's neck.

"Bang..." How could the Blue Devil let humans bully him like this? He shook his head hard and tried to get rid of the restraints. However, as the noose tightened, a lump of cement block on the opposite window was pulled by the rope and fell down.

His feet were fixed with animal traps, and his neck was tied to a rope connected with a weight of hundreds of kilograms. Even though the Blue Devil was two or three times stronger than a human being, he was helpless for a while. His body was pulled forward.

He pounced and was immediately fixed diagonally in mid-air. The foot behind him would have already left the ground if it were not fixed by the animal clip.

"Heh heh heh... Look at you for being such a coward, chasing after people and trying to bite me... Let me tell you, there are tens of thousands of zombies who died directly in my hands, and hundreds of idiots like you. You know how to survive?

Isn’t it a corpse? It’s your leader. I’ll catch him and keep him as a pet. He won’t be able to squat even if he’s lying on his stomach!”

Seeing that the blue devil was fixed by the rope, the man cautiously took two steps closer. While thinking to himself, he took out a bunch of things from the big cloak. With a shake of his hands, he found a car luggage net and put it over his hood.

"Pfft... click..." The blue devil waved his hands unwillingly, trying to tear the net off its head. Unfortunately, it didn't know how to get rid of it, so it could only tear it with brute force with its arms.

At this moment, the man suddenly took a step forward. He didn't know when a short ax appeared in his hand, and he accurately hit the blue devil's neck which was pulled straight by the rope.

Although the Blue Devil's bones are extremely hard and cannot even be penetrated by bullets, it immediately stopped struggling when the ax hit it. It was like a doll with the switch turned off, its arms drooping and its ferocious expression instantly fixed.

The sharp blade of the ax struck right in the gap between the cervical vertebrae. The bones are hard, but the connecting cartilage is not so strong. Just like humans, zombies will die after their central nervous system is destroyed.

"Damn it, this thing is getting stronger and stronger. I need to change it to a thicker rope next time." The man did not approach immediately, but first followed the rope to the window and looked at the two strands that had been worn off.

Fang shook his head and sighed and lifted his hood.

A man, a tall man, with a not too thick beard, mostly concentrated on his chin and cheeks. His hair is a bit long and a bit gray, but it is neatly combed and tied behind his head with a floral shoelace.

The cheeks are thin, the lips are thin, and the bridge of the nose is originally high, but it is a little crooked in the middle. It looks like he was injured and did not grow back after being broken. His eyes...can't be seen, but he is still wearing it in the dark building.

Reflective goggles for skiing, the green lenses look like big mung bean flies.

Judging from the beard and hair, this person must be quite old, but if you look closely at the skin on his face, except for the bridge of his nose and a scar on his left cheek, it looks quite elastic and delicate, more like a young adult.

Looking down, the lambskin jacket is full of oil stains and stains. It’s unknown how many years it has been worn. In the open front, you can see a body armor and tactical vest painted in tropical camouflage.

The colors of the thick sheepskin pants are almost indistinguishable. Two wires serve as the waistband, one red and one blue. Professional canvas kits are used on the left and right thighs, with a dagger and a knife with a silencer fixed respectively.

pistol.

The old leather boots are almost unrecognizable from their original color, and the toe area has been reinforced with thick leather. But if you look carefully, you can recognize that these boots are not ordinary. They should be a type of land combat boots, but

Key parts of the trademark, nameplate and fonts can be scratched off.

The outermost layer is... I shouldn't say it's a piece, it should be a large cloak sewn together with a bunch of messy cloth strips. The word LONDONFOG is vaguely printed on the inner lining, which proves that it was originally a windbreaker, but it was later transformed into a windbreaker.

Got this kind of virtue.

Generally speaking, this man looks like a shepherd from a minority ethnic group from a distance, but looks a bit different from a closer look. If you search carefully, you will find more contradictions, especially the automatic rifle vaguely exposed from the cloak, which has been installed.

The sight looks very modern.

Before untying the rope, the man picked up another brick and hit the back of the ax that was still stuck in the seam of the Blue Devil's cervical vertebrae twice. After making sure that the depth was enough to damage the bone marrow, he dared to reach out for the ax and break it with all his strength.

He opened two animal traps and lowered the body.

Then he took out a piece of rainproof cloth from the backpack in the corner, wrapped the body from head to toe, and tied it tightly with a rope. After looking around to make sure that nothing was forgotten, he put on the backpack, picked up the body, and carried two

Bear trap, tiptoeing down the stairs.

The scene outside the door is very sci-fi, or apocalyptic. As far as the eye can see, it is mostly green, not woods, but urban ruins occupied by various plants.

A hundred meters away, a former building fell diagonally on the two buildings next to it, forming a weird angle and crumbling. However, the plants covering them showed that this state had been maintained for a long time, at least long enough for the plants to take root and sprout.

And grows up every year.

The streets should now be described as mottled grass. Many places are also occupied by various green plants. Only the intact places can reveal the asphalt pavement, which is covered with cracks of varying depths.

It seems that it won't last long, and it will be covered with all kinds of green. The root system of the plant is simply like a jack. If the top cannot be drilled through, it will be jacked from the bottom, day after day, year after year. As long as there is a crack, it will

Drill out a bunch of branches and leaves, then add them, and grow again until they occupy all the space.
Chapter completed!