Nero's swaggering gesture caught the attention of the surrounding undead, and with a terrible roar, the undead in all directions rushed towards Nero with their teeth and claws.

The stigma on the back of his hand shone red, and Nero's eyes looked straight ahead, without turning a turn, and the two revolvers. The pistols fired at both sides, and without the slightest hint of their eyes, the bullets pierced the heads of the dozen or so undead who lunged at him.

"Tsk, I see, Valkyrie?" The revolver that will empty the bullets. The pistol was thrown to the ground, and Nero looked at the rotting corpses that had fallen to the ground, narrowing his eyes slightly, "But it feels a little strange." ”

"President, how do we get past these bastards?" With Colt pistol in hand, Kettuso asked as he stood next to Nero and knocked down several undead.

"In the past? What did you do in the past? Nero grinned and sneered, "Why don't you kill them all here?" ”

Kettuso was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, Nero was already rushing to the side.

At the four corners of the square are four sculptures of medieval knights set up by the Lake Light Society, holding spears and swords made of fine iron in the hands of these stone sculptures.

Chased by a crowd of undead, Nero kicked the statue's marble arm before he flew to it.

Rubble flew, the long sword held by the statue flew in the air, Nero reached out and grabbed the hilt, his body slashed around like a whirlwind, the sword in his hand left a cold glow in the air, and the heads of several undead who approached him were sliced off to his feet!

"You're challenging the authority of House Rak, you know?" Holding the long sword in his hand, Nero looked at the undead who were slowly approaching, and sneered, "Prepare for the second death, although I feel a little sorry, but our knight family will never die with bare hands!" ”

A roar sounded all around, and the undead frantically pounced on Nero, but Nero did not retreat, holding the long sword in his hand, and his body was as fast as a loaded bullet, rushing straight into the army of the undead.

Crimson spiritual power shrouded the sword body, Nero's superb swordsmanship was vividly displayed at this moment, with the A-grade stigma of his heart eye, a three-foot long sword was like a shield full of spikes, pervasive and invulnerable.

The members of the Huguang Society, who were defending against the army of the undead in the lobby, suddenly found that there seemed to be a lot of chaos in the camp of the undead, and the sharp-eyed people saw Nero who was killing all sides inside from the chaotic figures.

"President! It's the president who is back! ”

"Saved! Brothers! Open the door, rush out and fight with them! ”

An excited and excited roar rang out in the lobby, and the originally closed door was opened at this moment, and the members of the Lakelight Society poured out like a tide, their spiritual power and bullets intertwined, and they were caught in a battle with the undead.

Standing on top of the pile of corpses, Nero looked at the broken sword in his hand, and the expression on his face was indifferent to the undead who wanted to climb up under the pile of corpses.

"President! Then! ”

There was a shout, and Nero looked up, only to see that from that position in the lobby, two submachine guns had been thrown into the air and flying towards him.

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Nero reached out and grabbed the two guns, the brand-new UMP45 submachine gun.

Looking down at the undead below him like a king, Nero had one hand in front and the other in the back, pointed his gun at the undead, and said flatly: "I'm sorry, this time, I will give each of you an eternal sleep, because ......"

The stigmata on the back of his hand shimmered, and Nero slowly narrowed his eyes.

"It's noon."

The muzzle of the gun spewed frantically tongues of fire, Nero held the submachine gun in both hands, and the bullets poured down on the undead at his feet, each of which miraculously pierced the head of each different undead, and in just a few seconds, hundreds of undead became Nero's carrion under the gun.

Glancing faintly at the corpses, Nero raised his feet and walked down from the mountain of corpses, and said in a loud and calm voice, "Kill them all." ”

"Understood!"

The members of the Lakelight Society surged towards the undead, and the freshmen standing in the lobby looked at the tall figure with his back to them, dressed in red leather and blond hair.

Is this the president of their Lake Avalon Light Society?

You're too handsome, aren't you......

In the Eden branch, the members of the Church of Saints fought desperately against the army of the undead surging towards them, and many of their corpses had fallen to the ground, but this did not make them much easier.

"Wait! What is that! ”

The faces of the members of the Saints' Guild changed, and they saw that those undead who had already been killed by them had actually risen from the ground again!

Do you mean those guys can't be killed?

Just when the saints would fall into despair, they were suddenly shocked to find that the corpses that had risen back had turned back and pounced on the army of the undead who were rushing towards them!

"This ...... This is, this is the President's stigma! ”

Someone reacted quickly and said in surprise: "The president is back!" Support him! ”

Walking past the middle of the undead, Owen smiled and pushed Yui's shoulders with his hands as if he were on a walk, and every time an undead spirit pounced on them, a corpse that had fallen to the ground would get up and throw it to the ground.

The stigmata on the back of his hand shone with a faint blue light, and Owen looked around, his sunny and handsome face without the slightest hint of nervousness.

Super A-class stigmata, a puppeteer, is able to manipulate any dead thing that has lost its life, turning them into his own puppets.

These undead on the field gave Owen the greatest help to Stigmata, and he could easily break through this vast army of undead without much effort.

"Yui, Yui, look, it's lively here, it's like an amusement park, haha, how about the two of us go to a haunted house next time?" Looking down at Yui who was being pushed away by himself, Owen said with a smile.

However, Yui had an expression of being about to cry, her eyes were closed and she was crying: "I don't want it!" I don't want to look! It's terrible, you're so bad-hearted, adult! I don't want to go to an amusement park either, I don't want to go to an amusement park for the rest of my life! ”

Passing through the path that had been carved out, Owen walked up to the members of the Saints Guild and waved his hand with a relaxed smile: "Hey, you guys look like you're having a hard time." ”

The people of the Saints Guild were speechless, but they were used to the nervous appearance of their own president, and they were also used to the ghostly expression of Vice President Yui, who was very different from Owen's.

Turning his head to look at the new students gathered at the window, Owen smiled and said, "Hi, hello new students, if you want to join the Saints' Society, I am very welcome, just come and take a test." ”

"However, if you join the Saints' Association, the next time you face this situation, you can't stand behind the window and watch~"

The battle situation has been completely stabilized, and the three battlefields have basically ended the fighting and entered the process of cleaning up the battlefield.

The belated governor Augustus looked at the square and garden full of rotting corpses with a dark face, and his clenched fists made a loud noise.

"Mr. Augustus." Walking up to Augustus, Xia Mingdao looked at him calmly, "Can you roughly explain, is there any inevitable connection between this and what you want to tell me?" ”

Augustus was silent for a moment, and sighed slightly: "I don't know for the time being, it's my dereliction of duty." ”

"Is it Valhalla's influence?"

"I can't say for sure, but I'm sure there will be results soon."

Standing at the door of the lobby, Liang Xiao looked at the ground as if it had been bombarded by a carpet, and his heart was a little chilly at this moment.

Could it be that the so-called battlefield that I will face in the future is like this? And it doesn't seem like it's worth fighting......

"Huh? What is it? The undead in Valhalla? Just as Liang Xiao was lamenting, Lianhua's figure suddenly came out of the holy mark on the back of his hand, and looked at the scene with some surprise.

"Hey! What are you doing at this time! will be seen! Liang Xiao said in a panic.

"Don't worry, the only person who can see me in this world is you, the holder of the stigma." Lianhua said generously, then her eyes scanned the battlefield, and she suddenly frowned after being silent for a long time.

"No, it's not Valkyrie's handiwork."

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