Chapter 211: The Prophet. (1/3)

In the face of Amy's muttering complaints, Zhang Yide didn't say much, directly stretched out his hand to pick him up, and after returning to the familiar embrace, Amy bit her lip and stopped talking, she pressed her chin to Zhang Yide's shoulder, yawned, and looked at the bloody environment in the field with half-squinted eyes. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Boss, what are you doing with again....I haven't slept for long, I'm making a lot of noise. ”

"It's nothing, it's just a small task on the road, you can continue to sleep, if there is no accident, there is no need to wake you up for the time being." ”

Zhang Yide reassured, he glanced around the church, the blood-stained church was full of monster corpses, almost all the monsters that came to the door this time were cleared, maybe there were still some monsters in the town, but most of them must have died in this battle.

"Hmm... All right. Amy replied softly, she actually hasn't fully recovered, although she was frightened when she was woken up by an accident just now, and she didn't feel sleepy for a short time, but she did not want to move, she could be lazy in a comfortable embrace, and she was also lazy in the open, she was also very comfortable at this time.

Zhang Yide hugged little Amy, picked up the blood-stained automatic rifle again in his right hand, exchanged glances with Leah, and began to mend some monsters on the ground that were still not completely dead, and quickly finished the work and walked back to the basement.

In the basement, the survivors were in shock about the battlefield that suddenly quieted down above, but at this time, they had just experienced some fright, and their bodies were weak, and even the two middle-aged men had no strength to get up, so they could only look at each other, guessing the final result in their hearts.

In the staircase, there was the sound of steady footsteps.

Everyone's eyes shifted to the staircase, and they had some guesses about the footsteps, but the fear of vampire monsters made them uncertain.

Until a blood-stained steel figure appeared in their field of vision.

Sure enough, it was him!

In an instant, everyone's mood calmed down, and they saw that most of the armor on the man's body was already stained red with blood, although he was holding a delicate little girl, but this did not affect the shock that his bloody aura brought to everyone after the battle.

"Huh, there's another one here?"

After Zhang Yide came down, he saw that in a corner where everyone was trying to hide, there was a monster head with teeth and claws, he walked over directly, stepped on the head with one foot and fixed it, seeing the look of fear in the monster's eyes, he just smiled, put the muzzle of the gun on the monster's head, and pulled the trigger.

Five bullets in a row, the brains of the monster's head were shredded, and blood splattered and fell to the side, causing the survivors to whisper.

Seeing Zhang Yide kill the helpless monster just now so cleanly, they finally let go of their doubts in their hearts.

"Prophet, you are so powerful, did you come to save us on purpose?" the childish voice sounded, and the little boy who stubbornly believed that this armor was a prophet asked excitedly, with his eyes flashing with longing and adoration.

The silence of the survivors was broken by the boy's voice, who looked at each other, and then a slightly older woman made a cross gesture and bowed down.

"Thank God for sending you to save us. ”

"Thank you for coming, Prophet. ”

The other women, led by the previous woman, hesitated for a moment and knelt down.

Gradually....all the women knelt down, they bowed in the way of believers, and even the two middle-aged men looked at each other in this atmosphere and chose to prostrate.

Zhang Yide knelt down when he saw these people saying words he didn't understand, he was suddenly stunned, he looked at Leah on the side, and asked, "Which one is this?"

Leah also looked at the survivors who were kneeling on the ground and said, "They call you a prophet, thinking that God sent you down to save them. ”

".........." Zhang Yide rolled his eyes, he looked at the eyes of these survivors with respect and awe, knowing that he was afraid that these survivors did not really regard him as a person sent by God, but in this desperate situation, he could only pray to him, hoping that he could save them from suffering like God's messenger.

At least in the hearts of most people, they don't care about distinguishing between the true and false of his identity, they are only willing to do so when they see his strength and see that he has the hope of leading them to survive.

"Forget it, a prophet is a prophet. ”

Zhang Yide waved his hand and said to Leah: "You translate, let them get up, and ask what the situation is here." ”

Leah nodded, approaching the survivors and communicating with them in Siberian.

The survivors looked at Leah in awe, and they heeded the persuasion and got up from the ground, and the younger, more organized girl began to tell the story of what had happened here.

Things are not unexpected.

Seven days ago on the night, the town began to experience inexplicable murders and disappearances.

At first, the townspeople only thought that some criminal had wandered here, and they reported the crime, and the sheriff swore that they would catch the murderer quickly, so don't worry. But the next day, the situation became dire.

They found that after a single night, instead of being contained, there were a large number of missing people and dead dried corpses, numbering in the hundreds.

At this time, they realized that something was wrong, and began to gather people to protest at the police station, but the police department had no choice, so they applied for reinforcements from their superiors in a panic, and called on the townspeople to lock their doors and windows at night, and call the police in time if there was any abnormality, which gradually appeased the people to return home.

But after another night, everyone was shocked to find that the number of dead and missing people had increased, and the number had exceeded three hundred in one night! This was almost like a storm in a small town with a small population, and almost everyone knew someone who was missing or became a dried corpse.

This made them unable to sit still, and one after another began to evacuate outside the town, and others had guns and ammunition ready to be vigilant when they slept at night.

But after another night of fear..... everyone found that the sky had changed.

The town lost more than 900 people again, whether it was armed with guns or the policemen guarding the key intersections, they all became corpses, at this time the people of the town began to evacuate in panic, but it was too late, and those who dared to flee outside by car began to be attacked by blood-sucking monsters, which had formed a scale, and were collectively dispatched and overwhelming.

No one escaped, only some escaped by chance.

The massacre lasted a whole day and a night,

Most of the people in the town died, and only a very small number of people fled to Tibet. (To be continued.) )