Chapter 170: Rotten Bones 2

In distant Egypt, the bleak city of Cairo was stained by the remnant sun, gilded with an ominous layer of blood.

The ruins of the ruins filled with the smell of decay were scattered everywhere, and the wind and sand mixed with the dried blood condensed into dark black lumps, which almost covered the land outside the city, exuding a fishy smell that is still difficult to erase.

It has been more than half a month since the last turmoil, but the entire city of Cairo is still immersed in the terrifying atmosphere of the destruction of the day, as if even the slightest breath has been shrouded in the shadow of death.

The people in the city looked at the afterglow of the setting sun numbly and indifferently, and for some reason a sense of desolation rose in their hearts that their lives were coming to an end.

The horror of that day, the war of that day, the metallic leopard was like an indelible nightmare, choking their throats. Everyone was afraid that the other would come to the door again, for fear that she would sift the already fragile land into a sieve.

Rao is Yunmo's firepower is clearly concentrated on Zell and the others, and it can't eliminate the deep jealousy of this group of Egyptians towards her. On the contrary, Zell, who had been closed for many days after the war, once again upgraded his prestige in the hearts of the people......

In the city of Cairo, rumors spread from the market, whispering like a gust of wind around every corner. In a short time, the golden leopard became the embodiment of evil, and their "holy son" Zel was the messenger of justice against this evil force.

The "Holy Son" Zell was seriously injured in order to defend the city of Cairo and more importantly to protect them, and during the ten days that he did not see the "Holy Son", the worries and anxiety burned the hearts of all people like wildfire.

And at the same time, in the high-end laboratory that is no longer a secret in Cairo City. Heavy wheezing echoed through the dark corridors, as if an asthma patient had grown up and tried to breathe, and hoarse, painful echoes struck the walls of the laboratory. The unstable pressure dissipated, shaking the walls out of cracks.

The gray and yellow interior is a mess.

For the first time, Zell was on his knees in embarrassment, his dark pupils glowing bloodthirsty, his fangs and nails growing wildly, his hair dancing wildly, and the black substance secreted from the bloody epidermis covered his white robe in large chunks. Sticking to the black hair, the blood qi belonging to the ninth-order body fills the entire place, and there is a possibility of divergence at any time.

His expression exuded a non-stop madness. Either life or death, nirvana or ashes!

The "devouring" origin in the body was pulled out of the root bones layer by layer, and the fierce beast generally slaughtered the spiritual power that scurried along the limbs, and the two were entrenched in the body like a dragon and tiger contending. Plus the genotoxin that the damn leopard sent. Zell's immune system is also miserable.

Both are ninth-order bodies and are both heretics developed by the brain domain, which means that the knives inserted into each other's bodies have the same force and damage.

Yun Mo suspected that Zell had left a hand, and Zell also thought that Yun Mo would keep his hand, and they guarded each other for more than ten days, but they didn't know that the other party was in prison like himself.

However, just as Yun Mo's base needs a respite, after seeing the leopard's excellent force value. Zell believes that his Cairo city also needs a baptism of arms from the inside out.

It all takes time...... However, I suffered this "loss" like this. It's not his style.

Zell's eyes were filled with murderous intent, but at this moment, a familiar footstep suddenly sounded outside. His eyes flickered slightly, and he almost subconsciously controlled his gaffe, and turned his pupils straight out of the door with the posture of his heyday.

Around the corner, the thin figure of the young man gradually revealed, and the gray light hit his face, which was as pale as he was bloodless......

"Dumukai." Zell's lips squirmed, and he spat out, "What are you going to do......"

This is not because Zeer suspects the other party's intentions, in the case that the mental power has not been eliminated and the toxin cannot be killed, even if he is a ninth-order body, he can't help Du Mukai, who can already run and fly, if the other party really has a murderous intent, a vicious fight is inevitable.

It can be said that although Zell understands what kind of character Du Mukai is, he does not "trust" this so-called kind of person from the bottom of his heart at all. What he has always believed in is always the truth of natural selection in the food chain.

Have the strength to speak, but don't have the strength to suffer.

He has always been the most qualified zombie king, implementing the concept of respecting the strong, and believing that life and death between zombies are commonplace.

At the weakest moment, Zell was still careful to preserve a killer weapon, and from the moment Du Mukai stepped into this room, he carefully calculated the best time and direction to make a move......

"Nothing, just to see you." Du Mukai was not very wary of Zel, his eyes swept over the tornado-like land, and sighed slightly, "I've recovered, your condition is really bad." ā€

Zell showed a dangerous smile: "Thanks to your 'Sister Yunmo', I'm very good. ā€

Silence spread in the room for a while, and Du Mukai didn't know what to do.

"Her strength is really strong, and her heart is also cold." At the critical moment, Zell still didn't forget to give Du Mukai eye medicine, "Even if he killed you, it cost you a lot of money." ā€

In fact, a discerning person could know at a glance who Yun Mo was aiming for, but when the words came to Zel's mouth, the taste always changed unconsciously.

"My companion, if I hadn't shown up to share the fire, you would have ......" Zell's smile suddenly became very gentle, "Do you think that leopard would have torn you to pieces?" ā€

Du Mukai's face changed slightly.

"You're really ridiculous, seeing me living so badly, and then thinking that you can still stand and fly, do you really think that she is merciful to your men, huh?"

"This kind of thinking is too serious about yourself." For the first time, there was merciless malice in Zell's words, "If the other party really cares about you, why don't they take you away?" Du Mukai, you are a zombie, you are a friend of zombies, and you can only be my companion. ā€

The room was suddenly silent, and Du Mukai's pupils contracted slightly, and suppressed emotions rolled in the depths of his eyes.

"You're so pathetic...... As soon as she came up, she let out a killing move......"

As soon as these words came out, Du Mukai suddenly turned around. The violent coercion shattered Zel's pervasive aura in an instant, and at the moment when the latter's inner guard reached its highest point, he suddenly stopped all movements.

It's like a child with a sudden emotion. Dumukai is not qualitative and highly susceptible to external evaluations.

He gave Zell a deep look, but at last said nothing, and turned to walk out the door. Zell didn't let this relent, he tensed his nerves, and stared at the door for a moment.

"I'll go out for a walk." Du Mukai's voice came through the door, "You're badly injured. Rest well. ā€

The footsteps literally departed, and a satisfied smile appeared on Zell's face.

At such times, no matter what he says or does, it is not an exaggeration. After all, he was so badly injured. And as the only spiritual pillar that Du Mukai can "rely on", even if the words he spits out are quenched daggers, Du Mukai will still take it. Poke into his own heart.

Use the most indifferent language to force away your potential opponents during the weakness period. If you want to use it again, put down your body and apologize afterwards, and when the time comes, just say "I'm sorry, I was really hurt and confused at the time", and you can get twice the result with half the effort.

This not only firmly grasped the chess piece of Du Mukai, but also fundamentally shook the "return" idea that the opponent popped up from time to time.

Zell calmed down and concentrated all his strength on attacking the self-active spiritual power in his body, should it be said that it was worthy of the handiwork of a ninth-level spiritual power, this kind of wisp of destructive power was so strong that it was difficult for him to do it.

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At the same time. Xiao Chen, who walked by night, galloped sleeplessly for a day and a night, relying on his sensitive five senses to follow the clues all the way. Only in the early morning of the second day did they find a footprint that still left traces.

It's also a coincidence, due to the last zombie chaos here, there are a lot of sticky blood scabs left, and the rain has washed the soil slightly flat.

However, it is precisely because of the flatness that this plum blossom palm, which resembles a cheetah, stands out......

The surrounding dirt had become dry and hard, leaving this footprint mold, and in this direction, it should be in the direction of the west.

It is rare that Xiao Chen wasted a lot of time searching, and even more time thinking, when this kind of wise man is not of great use, the intuition of the beast is of great help.

Because, by mistake, Xiao Chen actually chose the right direction......

It's just that he kept searching along this clue, and by the time Xiao Chen really found Yun Mo, it was already the moment when he almost wanted to give up. But at that moment, as if he had been blessed with the intention of leaving Kyrgyz land, he couldn't help but turn around and sniff in the dilapidated residential area.

Who knows, this sniff really sniffed out a Yun Mo who was so hurt that he didn't know who was wrong!

Xiao Chen didn't know how to describe his mood at that time, but he never thought that finding Yun Mo would be such a scene. The other party was lying in the ruins almost without any interest, and a fifth-order body that had been torn to pieces fell beside him.

The damaged spiritual power barrier almost shattered into pieces, and with just a slight touch, it shattered into slag and completely disappeared into nothingness.

But even so, Yun Mo, who was lying on the ground, did not move, as if she had exhausted all her vitality, and quietly "died" in this place......

"Cloud ...... Yun Mo! Yun Mo! Xiao Chen's voice was as loud as thunder, but he himself was at a loss, "Why do you open your eyes!" Wake up! Yun Mo! Yun Mo! ā€

Eventually, he lifted her tremblingly, and his legs ran like clockwork for the way they came. He didn't calculate how long it had taken him to come, and he didn't know that it was obviously safer to let the base send fighter planes to pick up the people than to run himself.

However, he was still not mature enough, so he ran out of the Kyrgyz border, and he suddenly remembered that he should notify the base first. (To be continued.) )

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