Lin An's mouth sprayed with blood, and a punch containing terrifying power pierced his chest.
His body was blasted directly into the group of corpses like a cannonball, and the blood caused the group of corpses to become even more frenzied.
Densely rotten arms tore at his limbs, and zombies like a swarm of ants enveloped him.
Powerless and cold.
The massive loss of blood caused consciousness to become blurred.
I laughed sadly in my heart, but I didn't expect that I still underestimated the strength of [The Stitcher] after all.
I thought he would be strong enough to fight after obtaining the Soul-Eating Hand.
But I didn't expect that except for strength, when all other attributes were crushed, the strength gap between the two was still too big.
The Stitcher is truly a second-order pinnacle existence, a nightmare for all Linjiang survivors in his previous life.
It's hard to imagine how terrifying it would be if it finished devouring all the zombies here when it advanced and reached the third level.
The corpses were biting and biting, and the rotten arms stretched into his broken chest to eat out his heart, just like the memory of his previous life before his death.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The ground shook, and the heavy and violent attack was frightening.
Although his sight was blocked by the corpses, Lin An could feel the Stitcher frantically trying to rush over as the ground shook.
Under the hill where corpses were piled up.
He couldn't help but sigh and slowly raised his right hand.
I thought I could save it until the end, but now I have to use my last trump card against the Stitcher.
"soul."
"Scream!"
"Buzz~!"
The air twisted and deformed.
The soul-eating hand on his right hand burst out with bloody splendor, illuminating the entire hall through the corpses. Then an invisible wave suddenly erupted in a ring!
"Bang bang bang bang!!"
Like a series of exploding light bulbs.
In an instant, the heads of thousands of zombies closest to Lin An exploded into a ball of blood mist, and their rotting bodies were annihilated into pieces under the invisible impact.
Clear the field with one strike!
The fragments of corpses all over the ground were like being cut by death's scythe. Centered on the ground where Lin An fell, all the zombies within a radius of nearly 40 meters died.
The suturer who rushed towards him was instantly cut off nearly half of his flesh and blood by this mental impact, and his huge body flew backwards.
On the broad shoulders, the third head that had been chopped open by Lin An was completely exploded into blood mist.
"Roar!!!"
Perhaps the remaining head of the Stitcher was conscious, and the soul scream, which was comparable to the third-level power, caused three times the damage to him.
Falling to the ground, the stitcher held the central head with both hands, while the head on the other side closed its eyes and howled.
Pain, a huge roar that could shatter the glass spread out like a shock wave.
Taking advantage of the brief respite earned by his soul's scream, Lin An struggled to get up and took out the blood stone from the space ring.
"Dip, successful use 2/3."
Rich life energy poured into the body from the blood stone, and the granulations near the originally transparent wound began to grow rapidly.
Lin An was a little lucky. If he hadn't obtained recovery items before coming, he wouldn't have been able to fight anymore with his current injury.
Not far away, the Stitcher seemed to fall into madness under the mental impact and did not continue to attack.
I just don't know how long the effect will last.
Pity..
Lin An couldn't help but sigh. The original plan was to find the Stitcher and launch a surprise attack, while Zhang Tie stopped the zombies.
He fought this monster alone with the sharing of Wen Ya's mental power.
When the damage caused reaches the critical point that the suturer can withstand, activate Soul Scream to take the opportunity to kill it.
But now, he was seriously injured and could only wait for his injuries to recover, wasting time that the monster could not resist.
"Team Lin!"
Zhang Tie jumped from the fourth floor and ran towards him with all his strength, followed closely by a dense crowd of zombies.
"Stop the group of corpses first and wait for me to recover."
Lin An weakly commanded Zhang Tie. The soul scream just now killed thousands of zombies around him instantly. There were still a large number of zombies inside the mall.
Zhang Tie hurriedly responded to the group of corpses, delaying his recovery time.
However.
Like rain, the floor of the three-story shopping mall was broken open, and zombies jumped directly from the hole one after another without fear.
In the blink of an eye, a large number of zombies gathered again on the first floor of the shopping mall.
"Wen Ya, open the mental barrier again!"
Wen Ya, who was hiding on the fourth floor, was not attacked by the Stitcher, so the concealment effect on her was still maintained.
Without the ability to fight in close combat, it was okay to face a small group of zombies. In such a small building like a shopping mall, she would be overwhelmed by the zombies once she made a move.
Nodding her head repeatedly, she hurriedly concentrated on activating her skills.
"Forget it, no need to waste it."
Suddenly, Lin An interrupted Wen Ya's spell casting with an ugly expression.
The suturer, who was blown away by the mental shock and fell into a frenzy, has resumed action.
The head in the center opened his eyes, and Zhang Tie's face looked equally ugly at first glance.
"This monster... is so disgusting!"
On the huge head, fist-sized eye sockets were filled with dozens of pale eyes.
The monster shakes.
0.1 seconds later, the stitcher who had locked onto Lin An rushed towards him again like a high-speed train.
Lin An took a deep breath and held the thorn in his right hand across his chest.
The injury recovered very quickly. Although he has not fully recovered, he is still able to continue fighting.
Seeing that the second impact was coming, Lin An quickly communicated within the team.
"Zhang Tie, rush to my side in two seconds and create opportunities for me!"
"receive!"
Zhang Tie slapped the group of corpses trying to get past him with one palm, turned around and looked at Lin An with all his concentration, ready to go.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The impact from the suturer came instantly. Unlike before, he was unprepared. Lin An quickly bit the test tube and swallowed the potion.
The effect of the potion has not worn off yet, but he doesn't want to waste it.
Attribute bonuses cannot tolerate any gaps.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise, affected by the previous mental shock, but the Stitcher's impact this time was ineffective. The huge body only smashed the pillars in the mall.
Opportunities are fleeting.
It's now!
"Leap attack!"
"Stab!"
Lin An tried his best to dodge and jumped into the air and jumped behind the monster. He held the bone spur with both hands and used all his strength to stab the monster's head.
"laugh!"
The entire bone spur penetrated into the skull, instantly ushering in a painful wail from the last head of the suturer.
"Zhang Tie!"
The black bear appeared, and Zhang Tie's face was ferocious and he directly hit the suturer who was in pain.
A bear and a monster, the two behemoths collided instantly, and the seriously injured Suturer was knocked to the ground in an instant.
"Die to me!"
The huge bear paw was raised high like a hammer and smashed into the monster's head with brute force.
"boom!"
With a full blow, Zhang Tie's face turned pale and his hands hurt.
The other head of the Stitcher was only slightly dented, but even a full blow failed to break through the defense.
"Roar!"
The Stitcher roared, and the last remaining head commanded his body, and his giant hand struck at the black bear pressing on him.
"puff!"
His back collapsed instantly, and his entire shoulder was smashed into pulp, with blood mixed with internal organs fragments.
"Step aside!"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Tie turned his body sideways, revealing the last head of the suturer underneath him.
"Step down and stab!"
Lin An shouted lowly, he only wanted Zhang Tie to knock the suturer to the ground to give him time to gather momentum.
A blow that condenses all the strength, victory or defeat depends on this one move.
Target, the last head.
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