Hundred-legged insects are dead but not stiff, and zombies, non-human monsters, are obviously more powerful than any hundred-legged insects. Although both calves had run away from home, the zombie was still alive, with a beastly roar from its mouth and a body trying to stand up.

It's a pity that after missing two calves, the zombie's ability seems to have lost most of it, and although it keeps struggling, it can't even stand firm. Even if you stand upright suddenly, you either fall to the sky or fall to the ground.

Bart and the others didn't pay much attention to the zombie's struggle, but after the zombie stood up, they smashed it down again and again with a spear, so that the zombie was always in a range and did not break into other places.

After a while, Arthur finally ran over with an iron bucket, but it was the oil that finally arrived.

"Arthur, do you want to try the feeling of burning zombies?"

"This is not nonsense? Of course, I will light the fire with the oil I brought. ”

"Haluha, Arthur, no one is robbing you."

"Hey......

"Be careful, Arthur, although the zombie no longer has a calf, it is not to be underestimated."

"Don't worry." Arthur smiled, and his expression turned serious.

A zombie is a demon, even if it loses its calf, it is still a demon, and its strength is far beyond that of ordinary humans. Even Arthur, a brutally trained human being, was attacked by zombies, and nine times out of ten they would be killed on the spot. So pouring fire oil is actually not an easy task.

Arthur cautiously came to the side of the zombie, the green tendons floating on his right hand carrying the iron bucket, and his face was still faintly childish.

"Alright, I'm ready!" Arthur took a deep breath and roared under his breath.

"Do it!" I don't know who shouted, and then seven spears swung out together, smashing heavily on the zombie's back, Arthur also poured out the oil in the bucket at the same time, only to see a pitch-black liquid rolled up on the zombie like a wave, and then saw a dim fire lightning into the oil.

"Boom!" The dim firelight ignited the fire oil, the huge fire rushed up three or four meters high, everyone retreated quickly almost at the same time, in the firelight, the zombie let out a miserable scream, the body stood up from time to time, and occasionally rolled on the ground twice, but unfortunately, the flame ignited by the fire oil did not have a trace of extinguishment.

The huge light of fire was reflected on everyone's faces, and a hint of pride and excitement could be faintly seen. In their opinion, it is really not an easy task to be able to kill a zombie, and at the same time it is quite an honorable thing.

At this point, the surrounding crowd gradually gathered around, and Warne, accompanied by Elena, came to Bart's side.

"Bart, you're amazing!" Elena threw herself into Bart's arms excitedly, and Warne, who was holding it in her hand, was completely thrown aside.

"Of course, I've always been very good!" Bart held his head up proudly, put his arm around Elena, and gently patted her on the back.

"Ah, your hand hurts." At this time, Elena noticed that Bart's hands were cracked with a big gap, as terrifying as a baby's lips.

"Ha, it's okay, you know, the hellish power on these zombies will repair our wounds." Bart waved his hand with a big grin, his face was full of indifference, but when he looked at the body struggling in the firelight, there was a trace of excitement and anticipation.

"I don't know what will come out of the road!"

"yes, I'm looking forward to it!"

"If we get a piece of equipment, we'll be rich!"

"I don't have a lot of requirements, even a bottle of potion is enough."

……

Everyone was talking about it, others were not surprised, but the more Hua En listened, the more wrong it became!

"What do you mean something will come out? What do you call out the last piece of equipment? And what is the meaning that a bottle of potion is enough? Warne only felt that these things seemed familiar, and after thinking about it carefully, he realized that these words seemed to be talking about a game......

"Could it be that this is some kind of game world? Did you travel into the game? Or are they talking about an online game? Hua En couldn't help but have some ridiculous thoughts in his heart, if there were also online games in this world, it would be a big joke.

At this moment, Bart's words caught Warne's attention: "Although the level of zombies is low, we are not those professional adults, when those adults kill demons, most of the Hell Power will be absorbed by them, and only a small part of the Hell Power will be converted into items. In contrast, the zombies we kill have most of the Hell power that can be converted into items. ”

"Brother Bart is right, although our strength is far less than those adults, but we kill demons but also have benefits that they can't have when they kill demons, at least the drop is much higher, but what will come out, but I don't know what will happen, in short, magic gold coins will definitely not be less! Let's just wait to get rich! Arthur Ha laughed.

……

"Zombies? Demon? How much hell is there? Professional? It seems to be a bit familiar......" After hearing Bart's words, Warne only felt a flash of inspiration in his mind, and suddenly thought of a famous game, "No, no, it won't be that game, how can it be that game?" Absolutely not! Thinking of the name of the game, Warne shook his head violently, and his face turned pale: "God forbid, don't be Diablo!" Vane prayed secretly in his heart.

……

"Everyone be careful, drop something, you'll know later, now you have to be careful of this zombie, its vitality is too strong, although the oil is said to be a flame with magic power, but it is not so easy to destroy their lives, everyone pay attention, don't let this zombie lead the fire to other places."

"Yes, this is the most embarrassing moment, but you must not be careless!"

Everyone looked at the zombies in the fire with solemn expressions, and now that the harvest was just around the corner, no one dared to take it lightly. Fortunately, the zombie was just a little devil after all, and in the face of the flames of the oil oil, although he struggled for a long time, he couldn't get rid of the burning of the flames because of the lack of calves. Finally, after about half an hour, the zombie's screams finally died down.

It didn't take long to see the zombie "snap" and turn into a pile of flying ash, and in the firelight, I saw a pair of blue flashing shoes appear in the place where the zombie disappeared, and there were seven or eight gold coins shining with moving golden light around it.

"Hah, I'm out of equipment."

"And gold!"

"Oh my God, look at that blue light, how tempting, it's actually a magical device."

"Arthur, hurry up and put out the fire, don't burn out the equipment."

"Don't worry, you're prepared!" Arthur smirked.