The remnants of the sun are like blood, the city is full of smoke and fire, screams or roars or cries are heard in all corners of the city, the once prosperous, the traffic is endless, the popular city has become a ghost, or expensive or cheap cars are thrown on the streets at will, or fresh or dried red blood stains are all over the streets. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Men with gray skin, pale eyes, or missing arms and legs, as we call them, roam every inch of the city, chasing every place where sound is made, chasing every living person in the city, and then swarming and devouring it all with their belts and bones.

It is also possible that the living people will fight back, and finally fall to the ground and fall asleep.

However, there are always few lucky people who can escape the clutches, and most of them can only let out a pre-death wail in horror, and completely disappear into this world in a loud cry for help, leaving only a pool of bloody blood to prove his existence. A person with force who cannot break through the encirclement of the living dead will not end up better than most of the dead, perhaps the only difference is that he or she has resisted, and that's it.

Burst!

"Ahh ”

Wakaba protected Koko behind him, waved a straight knife and cut off the head of a living dead who had been chopped off limbs and had his heart blown through, and looked at more and more living dead people coming around and shook his head with a little headache, just now I saw a few living people being eaten alive, swallowed with bones and skin, what kind of world is this?

Wakaba tilted his head slightly, and said to Sister Koko behind him with a slight apology:

"Sister Coco, I'm sorry. ”

"Nope. ”

Coco shook her head, put her hands on Wakaba's shoulders, and still chuckled in the face of the crowd of enemies surrounded by enemies, surrounded by enemies, leaning over and whispering to Wakaba's face:

"Traveling to another world, it's fun to see these strange things, and besides, Wakaba will protect me, won't you?"

"Uh-huh. ”

Wakaba nodded lightly with a firm face, took a step forward, the clothes behind him suddenly shattered, and three scimitars with hideous shapes and barbs appeared on each side of his shoulders, and then waved lightly like wings, and the six scimitars flew out in an instant, dancing an afterimage in the space, enveloping the space within a radius of ten meters around Wakaba.

Roar!

The living dead seemed to sense something, and they all let out a roar that didn't look like a human being, and rushed towards Wakaba faster.

Poof!

Snort...

The scimitar twisted, the blade flickered with cold light, it was not a problem to sharpen the iron like mud, not to mention the cutting of tendons and broken bones, it didn't seem to have much wisdom, the movements were stiff, and they only knew that the living dead who swarmed up and relied on the tactics of the sea of people only rushed out a step or two, and their ugly and bloodstained heads suddenly fell to the ground, and the rancid blood rose to the sky, and the dilapidated bodies fell to the ground weakly.

Syllable!

Wakaba swapped out an umbrella and unfolded it to block Koko's head, and the rancid blood that rushed to the sky crackled and fell on the umbrella like raindrops, converging into a small blood-colored river at his feet, and converging with other rivers of blood to form a small lake.

Coco gently covered her mouth and nose to block the rancid smell of blood in the air, and looked down at Wakaba with an indifferent face in surprise.

"That was Wakaba's real strength just now?"

"It's not. ”

Wakaba shook his head and looked at his hand holding the straight knife and said:

"Magic hasn't worked yet. ”

After speaking, he silently communicated the earth elements in the air, and let them gather to manifest the real loess, which was sprinkled under his feet, covering the blood stains on the ground, but the rancid smell lingered.

"It's so easy to use. ”

Seeing this, Coco exclaimed, and looked at the number of living dead around her:

"Let's go. ”

"Hmm. ”

・・・・・・

"Well, these things are pretty easy to deceive. ”

Kou and Wakaba walked through an alley where the number of living dead was not very large, and after walking out of the alley, standing in the shade of a cherry blossom tree, Kou Koko looked at the living dead who were undoubtedly wandering in the distance.

Ruoye nodded with a confused face, he didn't find anything at all, Kokoo actually summed up the characteristics of the living dead very quickly, and used these characteristics to take him through an alley smoothly, so powerful, worthy of Sister Koko!

Coco leaned over and picked up an egg-sized pebble and slammed it into one side of the alley's inner wall with a flick.

Bang, bang, let's click...

The stones bounced off the ground and rolled twice into the depths of the alley, hitting the wall and the crisp sound of falling to the ground immediately attracted the attention of the living dead nearby, and the living dead inside and outside the alley immediately swarmed towards the place where the stones landed in the alley.

The already few living dead near Koko and Wakaba suddenly dissipated.

"Uh-huh. ”

Coco nodded, raised her finger and chuckled at Wakaba:

"That's it, this kind of so-called living dead seems to have lost their eyesight, and the corresponding hearing has increased a lot, and their strength has also increased, and their sense of smell is uncertain for the time being, but they should be very sensitive to the smell of blood, and have the ability to distinguish their kind. ”

Wakaba nodded involuntarily, accustomed to listening to Koukou's words by Koukou's side, and suddenly shook his head as if he remembered something:

"Their blood is bad and they don't feel pain, so it's not that their strength increases, but that the body loses its self-protection mechanism. ”

Hearing this, Koko looked at Wakaba suspiciously.

"Self-protection mechanism?"

Wakaba nodded, raised his hand and clenched his fist and made a strong movement:

The full name is the body's self-protection mechanism. The human body is like a sophisticated instrument, with obvious self-protection such as subconsciously adjusting the balance of the body and reaching out to support the ground when falling, as well as pain and fatigue, as well as subconscious self-protection.

If the total strength of the muscles is 100, then the normal exertion is about 70, and the person who has undergone strong training can exert 80% to 90%. And through self-control and a reasonable way, you can exert 100% or even more power.

On the other hand, there is the chance that a persistent emotion can also prompt a physical outburst, such as the occasional TV report of an old grandmother lifting a truck to save her grandson.

However, once the normal value is exceeded, the muscles are equivalent to the load, and the consequence of too long is that the body collapses on its own.

The loss of pain in these living dead is actually the loss of the most important self-protection mechanism, so the strength will increase, and the running speed will increase. ”

"I see. ”

Kou Ko nodded in surprise when she heard this, she wanted to say that her knowledge of arms and weapons was definitely better than that of Wakaba, but she was far inferior to a professional combatant like Wakaya in terms of how to use weapons and fight with her body.

"Hmm, so how much can you play Wakaba?"