Xu Yichen turned on the [Red Time] when he passed through the city gate, and passed through it as fast as he could.

As he expected, the passage closed in the blink of an eye, and if he had taken a step too slowly, he would have been sealed in by the cancerous flesh.

The inertia brought by the speed caused the demon hunter to roll forward continuously at the moment when he rushed through the city gate, and less than ten centimeters behind him, the two tentacles of the big city gate smashed to the ground.

In three seconds, Xu Yichen rolled out of the attack range of the big city gate, sneering at the tentacles with teeth and claws.

Seeing that the revitalized big city gate could not do anything, he directly blocked the city gate hole on this side with two tentacles, turning the cancer into flesh and blood tightly.

"The Great Plague Lord has almost enclosed Storm's Rest in his garden, and your arrival is just another pile of fertilizer, outsider." The voice of the Great City Gate came after the layers of protection: "And we will have eternal life and walk in the world again." ”

Xu Yichen shot two swords from a distance, and although the arrows were smeared with his own blood, they still failed to penetrate the two tentacles with hard shells and hurt the flesh and blood of the other party.

"Eternal life?" The demon hunter didn't have time to waste here, so he put away his bow and arrows: "Aren't you immortal now, but unfortunately, the way Chaos realizes the dream of humanity is far from what you yourself expected." ”

"No, you're lying!" The gates of the city shook: "Father Nurgle would not do this, His messenger has promised us a perfect body, and He has promised us that we will be miracles!" ”

"Look at yourself, your existence is a miracle from a biological point of view." Xu Yichen walked away without looking back, only a voice floated over: "If you are according to the standards of the city gate, you are indeed a perfect body." ”

The Demon Hunter no longer paid attention to the wails coming from behind him, since the other party still retained his senses, he should have been one of the members of the Brotherhood who first sacrificed to the evil god.

Xu Yichen himself didn't lie, although it was only speculation, but he had seen the evil taste of the Chaos Evil Gods many times.

The twisted and broken soul of humanity is a flawless treasure in their eyes, and the purer the soul falls, the more pleasing it is.

Storm's End is a city full of utilitarianism, with a sturdy walled interior of planned blocks and residences, almost identical buildings, neatly arranged in the most space-efficient way.

It's a burgeoning mining city, and if it weren't for the disaster, Xu Yichen would have even doubted that there would be hope for it to develop into a primary industrial city.

Although the surrounding natural resources may not be able to provide it with enough people and supplies, the lords here have a vague idea.

In broad daylight, Xu Yichen walked through the empty streets, with suspicious bloodstains on the ground every few meters, or carrion that could not be seen, and bloodshot white bones stubbornly maintained the last struggle of the deceased.

Every city where a Resident Evil has occurred, there will be a large number of undead, and Xu Yichen and them often carry out decapitation missions or rescue missions.

This time, it was about the same, the demon hunter stood at the head of the street, and gently tapped his long sword against the metal lamppost on the side of the road, making a crisp sound.

Messy footsteps appeared in the dark corners, dragging the mangled flesh, and the undead appeared in front of the demon hunters with hatred for the living.

"Buzz!"

A sharp arrow suddenly pierced the head of the first undead to appear, and the other party didn't even see anyone clearly, so he was given the last mercy by Xu Yichen.

It is a respect for the dead and a protection for the living.

In the absence of follow-up large-scale clean-up troops, Xu Yichen didn't mind using dripping water to solve the plague little by little.

Even if he can't solve the plagues, he can solve the vectors of these plagues.

In the Demon Hunter's storage space, there were a total of 2,000 arrows, which were used back and forth, removing the necessary wear and tear, enough for him to use until the Storm's End Rebellion was completely over.

Therefore, Xu Yichen had no intention of saving ammunition at all, and the longbow in his hand kept opening and closing, sending sharp arrows one by one to where they should go.

The constant appearance of the undead filled the entire street, and the nearest distance was less than five meters away from Xu Yichen, but Xu Yichen still calmly drew his bow and shot arrows.

The Demon Hunter's steps were steady, one step at a time, each step back was accompanied by two shots, and the two undead closest to him would be headshots and fall down, becoming a stumbling block to the other undead.

Xu Yichen had already observed his surroundings before this, and he had at least eight chances to shoot arrows before exiting the street.

And the undead in front of him still numbered more than a hundred.

The size and density of cities in this world make the number of undead friendlier than real-life cities.

If he is given two to three months, Xu Yichen is even sure that he will clean up the entire city with one person and one sword.

After overcoming the fear of the dead, these attributes are no different from those of mortals, but the rotten flesh of the brain has been lost, and the danger posed by the wild dogs is far less high.

He just needs to be patient, kill them one by one, and sooner or later he will kill all these plague vectors.

But how could it be so simple to get the plague from the sacrifice of an entire city of creatures by the believers.

A tooth-aching bell rang in the distance, and the undead of half a street seemed to have been awakened in their sleep, and their chaotic gaze gradually regained their clarity.

If it weren't for the rotten flesh, tumors and bitten wounds all over his body, Xu Yichen would even think that these people were refugees from somewhere.

"Meat! Fresh meat! A middle-aged man with a big belly, half of his face was gnawed away, revealing his white bones, and roared at the demon hunter in a vague tone: "Give me meat!" I want half of his face! ”

In response, he was greeted by an iron arrow that braved the cold light, piercing directly through his brain.

The middle-aged man suddenly rolled his eyes and fell to the ground, losing that bit of vitality.

The other undead were making similar noises, and the speed and coordination of their movements gradually increased, if they were just walking corpses before, now they have been upgraded to the level of mobs.

The undead soldiers in the back split into two ways and crossed the alley, intending to outflank the demon hunters from behind, while the undead in front, men, women, and children, all launched a charge with their teeth and claws.

"Poof! ...... Poop! ......" The bell in the distance kept echoing in Xu Yichen's ears.