Before the zombies arrived, the torrent of stench was overwhelming.
"Nah, Maipi!" Lao Wang suddenly felt that his nose had lost its proper function, "No matter how many fights I have with the zombies, I will never be able to adapt to their smell."
Not taking a shower, still sweating, getting dirty, and occasionally having wounds rot. If you hadn't experienced it personally, it would be hard to imagine that these condiments could ferment to such a powerful degree in a living body, which can be said to interfere with mental stability.
level of biological weapons.
After Wuyang Wuyang's corpses rushed up, the first person to welcome them was not Li Cang, but the dark and colorless moon blade.
When a person's wide moon blade spins and flies at high speed, it emits a low, imperceptible buzz, which represents the low-key declaration of the god of death. Six consecutive shots of the moon blade create 6 straight paths that have not been closed for a long time among the corpses.
The bone armor of the heavily armored walking zombies has become a joke...
"It's so cool!"
Li Cang and Lao Wang shot each other and changed places. Dozens of moon blades swept through them, cutting off hundreds of walking corpses like leeks.
But that was it, the two islands were almost crowded with zombies, and they had no chance to go to the next crossbow turret to fire the moon blade.
After the first batch of harvesting was completed, Corpse Brother, Corpse Sister, Miss Qiu, and the Dog Legs rushed out under Li Cang's instructions, using them as sword edges, and the Dog Legs followed closely behind, forming a perfect sphere... uh...
The spherical defensive formation with sharp points launches mechanical killing.
"Scythe Hands, there are some sickle hands over there, Lao Wang, step back and let Brother Corpse come up!"
"Okay!"
Lao Wang's strength has grown recently, and he now uses the same model of page hammer as Brother Big Corpse, which is very powerful when opened and closed.
Unfortunately, the number of alienated bone alloy weapons originally reserved was limited and expensive, and could only arm a small number of losers.
but...
Great value for money!
The doglegs, who are not tired and fearless of the pain of life and death, as well as corpse poison, are equipped with hammers, maces, super machetes and other weapons, and their output is simply off the charts. They can even press back against the zombies surrounding them.
Fortunately, Li Cang's timely stop allowed them to maintain a complete formation. As long as they did not suffer serious injuries such as broken bones and tendons that required healing techniques, the bastards were an absolute perpetual motion machine until their physical strength was exhausted.
This is especially true for Brother Corpse Corpse Sister and Miss Qiu. They can even eat while fighting to heal themselves and replenish their physical strength.
At this time, you can see the difference between the third stage and the second stage of alienation. Miss Qiu is strong, but she will still be injured when facing such a large number of heavily armored zombies. She wastes a lot of energy in moving around and dodging, not to mention killing.
Efficiency has declined.
The big zombie brother is different. It is the ancestral level of the traitors in front of it. It is naturally intimidating. The strength of the scales, bone armor and bone spurs is countless times higher. The heavy-armored walking zombies hit it with a tearing and violent hammer with great force.
Just scratching the itch will not break the defense at all.
On the contrary, it casually swooped down with its claws, lifting its head, opening its chest, and opening its chest. No heavily armored zombie could escape the fate of being killed in one blow.
"It has to be level-crushing," Li Cang sighed, "Damn it, Lao Wang, what are you doing? Come back, where did you go, you damn rat?"
"You'll know soon..."
In the distance, three or five sickle hands finally couldn't bear the temptation of fresh flesh and blood, so they shuttled among the corpses and launched an attack here.
But the corpse swarm packed the entire island so densely that there was no place to set foot, which immediately hindered their ability to survive. The sickleman roared angrily, trying to control the corpse swarm, but when the corpse swarm finally gave way,
When they make a straight path...
If the scytheman was smart enough, he would have started scolding his mother by now - is this a monster that allows us assassins to go up and show off a bunch of blood bars in his face??
The sickleman gave up decisively, got down on all fours and hid back among the corpses, secretly moving outside the defense line formed by the dog legs.
"Ho~"
The two scythe hands found an opportunity and suddenly rose up. They stepped on the heads of the heavily armored zombies and moved several meters above the corpses. They jumped up high and the two dark blade arms tore through the air and made a sharp and ear-piercing sound.
"You're the one I've been waiting for!"
The dog was sneaking around. Li Cang, whose figure was completely obscured by several dog legs, flew out a stick from the side, "Bang~"
The scythe hand was unable to avoid the attack in the air, so it took this blow forcefully.
The part Li Cang chose to attack was the thin waist of the willow tree, which was the most vulnerable and completely unprotected part of the Sickle Hand. He hit it with all his strength, and the waists of the two Sickle Hands crackled for a while. The price of the femur (bone) fell sharply in half, and he was whipped on the spot.
It has become a "bu", and it is so tightly stuck that it cannot be removed even if it is peeled off.
"Is this grass-holding thing so crispy?" Lao Wang yelled while mechanically swinging the page hammer, "I think I can do it again!"
"Stop talking nonsense, there are thousands of zombies out there who can't get to the island, save some energy!"
In this case, no matter how sharp the weapons are, they will inevitably be killed by the heavily armored zombies whose number exceeds them by ten or even dozens of times. Once casualties occur, the dogs on standby in the circle will immediately pick up their weapons to fill the gap...
As a result, there were only so many heavily armored zombies that could attack the circle. Miss Li Cangqiu ran around the circle to kill or repel the sicklemen, and the scene was so stalemate for a while.
Time passed by minute by second, Lao Wang was sweating and shaking, and shouted loudly:
"Thief Sun, come out here!"
Whoosh!
A white electric light burst out from Lao Wang's arms and shuttled among the zombies at a speed that was almost impossible to observe with the naked eye. The white electric light and fire spread behind it, creating three straight rings outside the defensive circle.
Li Cang had seen the power of this weird fire light before. It was extremely harmful and insulting. It was a real tarsal maggot. Even creatures like walking corpses with a severe lack of pain perception could not bear the pain it caused.
As the fire spread, there was a faint aroma of barbecue and the smell of ozone. Within the three rings, all the zombies burned into torches, and they were spreading in all directions.
After the electric mice dispersed a large amount of fire, they returned to Lao Wang. There seemed to be an invisible and invisible substance in the air that converged towards the two, even disrupting the airflow and forming air vortices around Lao Wang.
"Wow, wow, Wuhu is coming!" Lao Wang laughed wildly, like a perverted villain, "Gunara, the God of Darkness - woohoo - the black devil transforms!"
The next second, the fire on the electric mouse ignited Lao Wang's whole body, and the flames shot up into the sky.
"Boom~"
The shock wave-like air waves knocked all the heavily armored zombies around Lao Wang to the ground. The already cold air was now so cold that it hurt your teeth. Not only did the white flames not emit any temperature, but it seemed like
Plundering the surrounding heat.
"Good guy," Li Cang muttered, "could this be the legendary Bone Spirit Cold Fire?"
