The giant departed from the man and raised his red fist and smashed it towards the high pillow. Standing at 5 meters tall, it is tall and ferocious, and it is the largest person in the entire city.

Its huge fist as big as a desk slammed into front of it, sending gusts of wind through the air, and if it was hit, it would surely turn into powder.

Gao Zhen did not panic, and the blood dripped down the scar on his chest, which calmed him down. He jumped slightly, stretched out his left hand, and easily climbed onto the giant detached red arm.

The giant let out a strange cry from its mouth, and it could not imagine that its prey had not only not been hit, but had climbed up its own hand.

"Boom!" Holding the green ink sword in his right hand, Gao Zhen took a step and ran up on the arm of the giant Liren, the tip of the long sword dragging on Liren's body, cutting through its skin, leaving a wound on its arm that connected from the fist to the neck.

The wound on the giant detachment was not bleeding, its body was like a dry piece of wood, and the sword could easily pierce its skin, but it was like it was inserted into the wood, and no blood was spilled. This also shows that the contagion ability of this giant is very weak.

It flailed its arms and twisted its massive body to shake the pillow off its body. But it was too late, and Gao Zhen had already jumped into the air, flew to the back of its head, and inserted the Qingmo long sword into the back of its neck with a "poof".

Again, there was no blood, and after the entire sword was submerged in its neck, Gao Zhen quickly turned around, drew the sword, and landed on the ground. The whole action was done in one go, without the slightest hesitation, and the huge body standing behind him trembled, and finally fell to the ground with a bang, raising a large cloud of dust.

Many of the skinny people who had been attracted by the fight did not dare to come forward and bite again, and they watched as the man with the sword in hand rose from the ground, and the wound on his chest had been stitched together by a strange silver thread made of seven stars.

That's right, not only has he mastered the trick of manually activating Life Split, but he's also learned how to stop the ability from taking effect. The Body of the Sea of Stars played a vital role in the Sea of Seven Stars that he provided.

He flicked his sword and scurried up the stairs toward his home.

Finally, he came to the door of his house and found it open.

"An Lan!" Gao Zhen shouted and rushed in.

Then he was stunned, and in his own home, he saw a strange scene.

The living room was full of detached people, brown and yellow, with shriveled skin, long limbs, and nails and teeth as sharp as sharp knives. In normal times, when they see a living person, they will pounce on it all at once without any worries and tear that living person to pieces.

But this time, none of them attacked, and they all lay on the ground with their faces facing high, and kept letting out a low roar from their mouths.

Strange in his heart, he took a tentative step forward.

"Roar!" A few of the outermost people rushed forward, revealing a fierce expression, and the juice in their mouths fell to the ground and sizzled.

They are giving warnings, warning them not to come closer.

What's going on?

Gao Zhen once again observed the group of departed people. That's when he realized the difference between this group of detached people, they had eyes.

Indeed, the eyes of the other departed people wandering outside were hollow, including the giant departing man who had just been killed by himself. There is nothing in their eyes but nothingness. But the eyes of the group of departed people in front of them are bright and have eyes.

And they also use their eyes to send a message to the high pillow: "Don't come closer!" ”

They are like intelligent and organized, in the shape of a circle and a circle. The thinner but flexible one lies on the periphery, and the taller but clumsy one stands in the inner circle. They are like a swarm of bees with a clear division of labor, doing their own thing in their respective places.

At this time, Gao Zhen finally saw the person in the middle of the crowd.

She was sleeping in a thick white quilt, shivering slightly from time to time, as if it was very cold, and as if she was afraid. Her eyes were closed, her brow furrowed, and her face was stained with deep tears, as if she had cried many, many times, each time for a long, long time.

It's his sister, An Lan.

I was 100% sure that the little girl who was surrounded by people was my sister.

"An Lan!" He shouted and took another step forward.

"Roar!" One of the departed people standing at the front stood up and jerked the high pillow back.

Gao Zhen was stunned for a moment, looked at his shoulder, and when the person who left him just now, he didn't stretch out his claws.

"An Lan!" Gao Zhen shouted again, trying to walk towards his sister.

"Roar, roar, roar!" Unexpectedly, the group of departed people raised their heads and roared in unison, and the sound was so loud that it could be transmitted throughout the city.

Gao Zhen's heart was cold, these voices were a call to his companions, and it wouldn't be long before those who were originally discouraged downstairs would rush in.

The pitch-black witch flame ignited on the Qingmo Sword, and he swung forward, slashing off the head of the detached leader.

Away from the people's madness, the look in their eyes disappeared, and they turned into ghosts, and pounced on the high pillow.

With a wave of his hand, he shot out a few spells, knocking them off with a fire raven entwined with witch flames.

Taking advantage of the fact that these people were shocked by the flames, Gao Zhen turned into a ghost wrapped in witch flames, rushed into the crowd of people, and slashed and slashed.

Black witch flames rose from the witch mark on his chest and burned all over his body, and they surrounded the tip of the Qingmo Sword, where they condensed, making the blade of the long sword longer and sharper.

There was no one who could stand in the way of the long swords that stood high, and they were slashed one by one in the black sword light and the sea of fire. Even so, they threw themselves at the high pillow, trying to stop him from getting closer to the girl they had surrounded her.

However, in the face of the witch flame and sword light, everything was sudden, and before the people downstairs caught up, he killed all the people in the living room.

He stepped on the departed corpse, rushed to his sister, and hugged her.

"An Lan!" There was a choked voice in Gao Zhen's voice, he came back late, and let his sister suffer.

He reached out his hand and gently stroked his sister's cheek, wiping away the tears one by one. My sister was still shivering, she didn't wake up, and she held her in her arms with a high pillow, trying to warm her with her body heat.

Suddenly, he saw a figure appear in the doorway.

Is it a divorce? Gao Tsugu gripped his sword and prepared to rush forward to continue slashing.

As a result, he was stunned, looking at the person standing at the door and stunned.

The departed man was also stunned, looking at the corpses all over the ground, and dropped the bag of things he was holding on the ground.

To say that it is a detachment, it is a bit different. The others are on all fours, crawling and moving, and only stand up with their front feet off the ground when necessary in battle. But this detached person was clearly standing, like a human being, with its legs straight in, and its hands hanging down by its side, standing straight.

It is said that it is not detached, but it is distinct and has the characteristics of detached people. His skin was shriveled, his limbs were slender, his whole body was yellowish-brown, his long, pointed teeth protruding from his mouth, hanging with disgusting saliva, and his nails were so sharp that they could easily pierce steel plates and cut through iron sheets.

There was a look in its eyes, and there was fear in it.

Gao Zhen stood up, the Qingmo Sword stood up in front of him, stepped forward, and stabbed towards the standing person.

"Whew!" The one screamed, turned around, and ran down the hallway.

Taka found that he was running, not climbing.

After chasing out, he found that there were a lot of leavers outside the door, crowded into the hallway, but leaving a gap in the middle, allowing the walker to run all the way out of the hallway.

was about to step forward to slash and kill, but found that these people who were surrounding the door turned around and fled after seeing the person running away.

Gao Zhen walked to the window of the corridor, only to find that this residential building has been surrounded by tens of thousands of departed people, and it seems that the entire H City has been summoned by the departed people. They need to simply charge and rush up to this residential building, where they can easily tear the pillow to shreds.

But they didn't.

Takatsugu saw the walking departer run out of the residential building and continued to run into the distance. The people surrounding it made way for it, and when it was far away, they turned around and followed it away from here.

This scene reminded Gao Zhen of the tide of people leaving S City again.

It's just that this time it's a high tide, and this time it's a low tide.

Takatsumi returned to the room, closed the door, and found a bag of things dropped by the walking person on the body of the departed person.

It was a white plastic bag.

Takatsu picked it open with the long sword in his hand and examined the contents.

He was shocked to find that the bag contained some human daily necessities, including mineral water, bread, clothes, quilts, and some medicines.

Who is it? Why did it bring these things back? Why do all the other departed people seem to be listening to its commands?

Why didn't it kill me?

Could it be that it is protecting?

Gao Zhen raised his head and looked at An Lan lying in the middle of the living room.

She hadn't woken up yet, but her tightly knit brow had loosened, as if the nightmare was over.