At the end of the year 401 of the Black Iron Calendar, a large-scale plague broke out in the city of Midorimori, the Khalsa Federation.

The virus came out of nowhere, spread throughout the city in an instant, and was extremely contagious, from infection to onset within three hours, and the fatality rate was 100 percent.

In addition, after death, the corpse will gain great power and be full of desire for the flesh and blood of the living, and it is called the 'walking corpse'.

If it weren't for some extraordinary factor that prevented the virus from spreading, I am afraid that the entire world would not be destroyed as a result.

Even if it was just a disaster that affected a city, hundreds of thousands of walking corpses created in an instant, it took most of the Federation's energy, and the investigation department and the army had to rush to the aid to block the perimeter, and even the Holy Heber and Arkham felt uneasy.

In this environment, a small ghoul and vampire riot in Kimbert City seems to be nothing.

Even if Ryan and the others could come up with evidence that those cultists were performing a ritual to summon the ancients, to ordinary people, the so-called rule of the ancients over the planet was simply a myth and legend.

What's more, even if they know a little, they don't believe that some remnants of the Eye-Worshipping Church are capable of accomplishing such a huge ceremony.

Coupled with the imminent rebellion of the walking dead, all kinds of reinforcements were inevitably delayed.

The people of Kimbert City are completely desperate, although the real number of ghouls and vampires will not exceed 10,000, but the psychological pressure caused is huge, the road outside is crowded with all kinds of moving cars, after the rich people fled, the ordinary people who were forced to make a living were added to the doors and windows, the prices of various daily necessities skyrocketed, and the whole city seemed to become a dead city at night.

"Juggernaut ......"

In the grocery store, Molly stood next to Fang Yuan: "The high-level officials of the Worship Eye Church have all settled in Kimbert City, and created conditions for capturing sacrifices and starting the final sacrifice of the soul...... But I have to say that regardless of the quality of the offerings, their skills are really ...... Lag! ”

"It's like lifting backwardness, I seem to see a group of primitive people dancing with stone tools...... Fang Yuan raised a cup of hot cocoa: "There are a lot of common-sense errors in the sacrificial runes, as well as all kinds of irregularities, and even the main body of the sacrifice can be confused...... After so many years of unsuccessful death, it is really the Eye of Darkness that protects them! ”

"The most suitable sacrifice for the final sacrifice of the soul that they are about to open is Nietzsche, the trapper of the hunting ritual! But this obviously conflicts with the goal of the Juggernaut, does it require my intervention? ”

"No, the grocery store is just a safe haven...... If the guy who gets a trace of fate favors dies at the hands of the cultists, he should be considered like this......"

Fang Yuan put down the porcelain cup: "But ...... Those people from the Eye-Worshipping Church need help, otherwise even if they complete the collection of flesh, blood, and souls, they won't be able to summon the Ancient One to descend at all......"

……

The night was dark.

Since the appearance of ghouls and vampires in large numbers, inspectors have become a high-risk profession, and from time to time they have been killed by monster attacks.

At this time, the entire city of Kimbert was in a situation of insufficient police force, and Lane could not think about it.

After all, they are all ordinary people, and they must have a fear of monsters, and they can't give up their lives and forget about death.

And the forces of the high-level of the Investigation Department, as well as the elite of the military, have been transferred to Green Forest City, and if the walking corpse virus breaks out there, it will definitely be a disaster of human destruction.

"I even have to work overtime at night, especially since there is no overtime allowance! I hate this job! ”

Nietzsche was patrolling with a few men in black, still complaining dissatisfiedly.

This is actually just a joke, after all, as an extraordinary person, the salary must be higher than that of ordinary people, and you can also apply for a special fund for magic experiments and so on.

Especially now that the situation is critical, although there is a shortage of manpower, the financial requirements can definitely be met.

'Still have to read a few more pages of the book of Senro! ’

Nietzsche touched the revolver on his waist, which was filled with enchanted bullets.

But in fact, what he trusts most is his extraordinary ability.

"That Andy boss, there is definitely some kind of conspiracy...... especially the book of Senluo, which is really all-encompassing, and some weird curses even Nietzsche is in a cold sweat when he reads it.

After only reading a few pages, he was confident that he could calmly deal with other extraordinary, and even stabilized Angelella's veteran extraordinary.

So far, there have been no cases of spirit attacks...... Of course, maybe it happened too insidiously, and the most important thing is that ghouls and vampires ......

Nietzsche thought slowly, when suddenly, a shrill scream came from the dark streets, echoing in the empty night, chilling.

"Go!"

Nietzsche roared and strode towards the source of the sound.

At a time when everyone is wary and using their homes as fortresses to rebuild, it is not so easy for ghouls and vampires to find suitable targets.

Forced invasion has also become an inevitable choice, which is easy to cause noise and attract attention.

"It's there! Plantagenet Building! Call for reinforcements now! ”

Nietzsche came to the bottom of a building, and his eyes flashed with golden flames, and even at night, he could clearly see out of the windows on the third floor, the wooden railing shattered, and a large hole was broken.

He leaped over the stairs to the room corresponding to the window, heard the sound of a fight inside, and kicked the door directly.

Bang!

Sawdust flies and the gate is torn apart.

Immediately, Nietzsche saw the scene in the interior.

A woman lay in a pool of blood, with a huge gap in her waist and her intestines and internal organs faintly visible.

Next to him was a huge ghoul, on all fours, apparently the culprit.

And the male head of the family, holding a double-barreled shotgun, is ready to go.

"Die!"

Nietzsche quickly drew his gun and fired, and after a few shots, the ghoul broke a bloody hole in his body and fell to the ground.

"It's easy and easy, it seems that I was too careful......"

Nietzsche sighed secretly: "It turns out ...... I'm already so different from ordinary people......"

"Who are you? Don't come here! ”

The man was flustered at this time, and the muzzle of the shotgun was pointed at Nietzsche.

"Hey! Brother, don't worry, I'm not a bad person, but a civil servant who specializes in dealing with these monsters...... Well, I should be able to count as a civil servant, right? ”

Nietzsche stepped forward with a smile and was about to pull out his ID and call a few more real police inspectors by the way.

Bang!!

At this moment, the man on the opposite side howled and pulled the trigger.

The steel balls in the shotgun were like quicksand, covering an area in an instant.

Even if he was extraordinary, Nietzsche only had time to move a distance, and immediately felt as if his right arm, waist, and face had been stung by a wasp, and a powerful force came, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back: "Damn...... What are you doing? ”

"Got you, my cutie!"

The male protagonist sneered and flew forward, speed and strength are not at all the scope of ordinary people.

"Flames!"

Nietzsche quickly recited the incantation, and a golden flame fell on the man.

He screamed, rolled quickly, and a layer of skin fell, and he suddenly became Hannibal!

"It's you!"

Nietzsche's eyes froze: "Vivian, there are so many colleagues' hatred!" You can't escape this time......"

"Run? Why run away? Hannibal looked calm, and tore the rest of the human skin, as if he were a gentleman about to attend a ball, and his gaze in particular made Nietzsche very uncomfortable, and it was the look of treating him as a feast.

And Nietzsche knew that the other party must do it!

Raging!

He stretched out his right hand, and a golden flame suddenly burned on it.

"The extraordinary! And it's still a controller level who can control extraordinary powers......" Hannibal's eyes lit up: "Good! ”

"Okay?" A shuddering sensation suddenly spread throughout Nietzsche's body.

He didn't have time to think, and the whole person flew to the side.

Woohoo!

In the next moment, where he was originally located, there were a few more black tentacles.

"Hee-hee...... I know you...... You're the kid who ran away......" A woman came out of the darkness with only one eye: "Come on...... Come to your mother! ”

"It's you!"

The one-eyed, and this laughter, suddenly evoked some memories of Nietzsche, and made his eyes red: "Give me death!" ”

As if sensing his anger, the terrifying golden flames instantly swelled, taking on a cone shape and burning towards the opposite side.

This is the ability to manipulate the flames that he acquired after reading a page of Sen Luo's broken chapters, and when combined with the Great Sun Meditation Method, it complements each other even more.

Raging!

The flames rose and the temperature skyrocketed.

The dark tentacles poured into the flames and turned to ashes, and Hannibal screamed, burst into flames, and jumped out of the window.

"How dare you ......" The ballet was burned in half of its black robe, showing burn marks on its face and half of its body, and roared: "I'm going to kill you!" ”

But at this time, Nietzsche looked at her as if he were looking at a dead man, and recited a poem in his mouth:

"Your end is near, the shadows of the infinite have loomed over you, the spirits of death haunt you, the chariots of the underworld ready to carry you, the decaying vultures ready to peck at your flesh, the ravenous serpents gnaw at your toes, and the flames of burning turn your body to ashes...... Sinner! Your soul will carry sin to destruction......"

This is what is recorded on the previous page of the Book of Senro, which is full of negative energy and curses, and even Nietzsche himself has been lucky enough to rely on the Great Day Meditation for a long time to break free from it.

At this time, the ballet listened to the poem, her eyes suddenly became dazed, and she pulled out the staff at her waist with an expressionless face, and aimed its sharp roots at her eyes.

Burst!

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