225 Black Clay Corps

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After the beginning of the apocalypse, the grain depot in Yingchun County has not been noticed, and there have even been many large and small forces attacking here.

However, the results were obviously not good, except for increasing the number of some zombies, even the door of the grain depot was not opened.

Of course, there were a few people who came here at the beginning of the end times, and there were some spilled grain bags on the road, revealing some moldy grain.

But after all, this is only a very small number, let Ye Zhongming know that there must be food here.

"Rush over!"

With Ye Zhongming's roar, the team began to accelerate suddenly, quickly approaching the gate.

Ye Zhongming took the lead, slashed open the iron door with a knife, and as the gate fell, a dense group of corpses swarmed out of the grain depot.

This made the team stunned, the granary is a high-gate compound, and there are not many people in normal times, how can there be so many zombies in it?

But at this time, there was no time to guess this, and it was impossible to retreat when it came here, so the team rushed straight in. If you want to complete the mission, everything in front of you must be cut down.

Ye Zhongming sent out the Sealing Flame Knife for the first time today.

The power of this move is huge, and the zombies on the road leading to the granary in front of them were emptied with a knife, and the charred corpses left behind after the instant high temperature flames emitted a smelly smell of meat that made people feel weird.

The team quickly rushed to the door of the granary, and the moon of the little tiger blade slashed, and the door of the warehouse was cut.

In front of you, there are bags of white grain piled together.

Grain!

The thought rose in everyone's hearts, and surprise and excitement replaced the anger of the fight just now.

These are life!

In the last days, the social order will be chaotic, no one will plant, no one will plough the fields, and food will become more and more expensive in the future. Except for a few on the roulette wheel, it can only be obtained by hunting. But hunting is dangerous, and second, meat cannot be eaten all year round, and the grain as the staple food has been accustomed to human beings, and it cannot be changed in a short time.

So everyone knows the meaning of the sacks of grain here. As Ye Zhongming said before the action, these grains are enough for the current people in the base to eat for more than a year, and if they are accompanied by non-staple foods such as meat, then they may be able to hold on for a year and a half.

Xiaohu stepped in, and at this time, Ye Zhongming felt a piercing chill.

"Little Tiger retreat!"

Ye Zhongming roared angrily. Ignoring the zombies around him, he rushed directly into the warehouse and swung a knife to the left of the warehouse door.

The glow of full force flashed, and it almost brushed against a mass of black matter.

Then Xiaohu snorted, and his body fell to the side of the warehouse.

Ye Zhongming, who had already rushed behind him, took a closer look, and saw a black and soft thing stuck to Xiaohu's left crotch.

"Black Clay Corpse!"

Ye Zhongming's eyes widened a little in an instant.

This mutant zombie is very powerful, and it is more disgusting to survivors than other species.

The skin and flesh of the black mud corpse have turned into a black sticky substance, and the way to attack is to launch this sticky thing to stick to the prey. Then the black mud corpse moved to the prey at a not fast speed, wrapped the prey with a body of black mud, and then digested it.

When the Black Clay Corpse has a very high evolution level. This mutant zombie is very terrifying, it can not only pop out thousands of black mud, but these black mud can easily turn into a cloud of black mud skin, wrapping the prey and absorbing the prey. Then it automatically returns to the black mud monster itself, and blends into it perfectly.

These black muds are not only extremely sticky. And there are also spiritual toxins in it, just like sandworms, which makes people unguardable.

This mutant zombie is said to be formed under very harsh conditions, but I didn't expect to encounter this thing here.

The Feng Zhiyue in Ye Zhongming's hand slashed across the black mud on Xiaohu's crotch, cutting through the disgusting thing that was still wriggling, but it didn't hurt Xiaohu.

can grasp the proportion so well, in addition to Xia Lei, there are several Ye Zhongming in the team.

"Ahh

A not too high, but unusually piercing scream came from the left side of the granary, obviously the black mud corpse was angry that the black mud on his body was cut open by Ye Zhongming.

Ye Zhongming stretched out his hand and dragged Xiaohu back out of the warehouse, and asked Park Xiuying to cast a chain of gentleness on him.

Although for the time being, he doesn't know what level this black mud corpse is, but he can occupy the inside of the warehouse, obviously the level will not be low, there are already toxins in the black mud, even if Park Xiuying can't detoxify, but it can always make Xiaohu feel better.

Feng Zhiyue stabbed to the side, and a zombie was pierced through the head by Ye Zhongming, he skillfully used force, directly picked up the zombie and threw it into the granary, and the body rushed in through the body of this zombie.

Whew!

Three black shadows catapulted over quickly, hitting the zombie's body, each of them hit the vital point accurately, the power of the black mud is very great, obviously the black mud corpse is in a rage, and the zombie's bones are dented into it.

Ye Zhongming also saw the situation in the granary clearly at this moment, on the left, a black soft zombie was standing there, this mutated zombie was about to lose its human form, and now it looked like a large pile of plasticine that was about to melt, or a huge candle that was about to burn out.

Level 3!

Although he had known for a long time that it was very likely to encounter a third-level mutant life here, when he really saw it, Ye Zhongming's heart still jumped.

With his current strength, he is not afraid of third-level life at all, as long as it is not a particularly strong part, Ye Zhongming is even sure to win the battle.

It's just that he didn't expect that he would encounter a mutant life of this level just when he entered the grain depot, and after that, he ......

Without hesitation, he rushed over.

Ye Zhongming had to deal with the danger in the grain depot so that a carrying team of coolies could come here to transport the grain.

"Boss, I'm fine!"

Outside, there was Xiaohu's shout, and the sound of him re-entering the battle, it seemed that because of his quick shot, and after Park Xiuying's rapid treatment, those toxins did not enter his body too much, so he was able to recover so quickly.

Of course. There is also the reason that this black mud corpse is only level three, if this is a black mud corpse of level five or even higher, then let alone Xiaohu, even if Ye Zhongming is hit, he will be paralyzed instantly.

"It's going as planned!"

With the sound of the whistling wind, Ye Zhongming slashed at the black mud corpse, and informed the team outside to proceed according to the original plan.

Xiaohu and the others immediately changed their formation to back-to-back and began to squeeze the space occupied by the corpses to the sides, while Dihuang Pill was alone in the front, preventing a large number of corpses from approaching the grain depot.

Ye Zhongming's side was also attacked most fiercely by the black mud corpse.

This kind of monster is not fast, so it faces Ye Zhongming, who has gold-level blood-stepping combat boots. It's almost impossible to avoid.

Perhaps it itself was aware of this matter, and the black mud corpse did not dodge at all, but turned the black mud on its body into a rain of black mud in the sky, covering Ye Zhongming!

At the same time, the walls of the granary several meters high, several windows were suddenly shattered, and several shadows came from above, and Ye Zhongming only smelled the smell. I know that these are second-level mutant zombies, and there are more than ten of them!

Obviously, the black mud corpse, a third-level mutant zombie, has received a lot of younger brothers, and the location of the boss has been attacked. The younger brothers rushed over and ambushed here.

Being in the granary, Ye Zhongming couldn't use the flame knife, for fear of igniting the grain. But his situation is not optimistic. Above it are more than a dozen second-level zombies that have jumped down and have already launched an attack, and in front of them is the black mud rain of black mud corpses, thinking that this is its professional skill.

Except for backing up. There seems to be no other way.

Ye Zhongming's face was calm and waveless, the sprint suddenly started, his forward body suddenly stopped as if it violated the laws of physics, and then flew backwards, and while retreating, he used the sudden increase in speed to push his legs on the ground, and his body flew directly into the air.

The black mud rain flew past the soles of his shoes.

Ye Zhongming raised his head, waved his knife, and hurriedly attacked these second-level mutant zombies with all his might.

When he encounters a second-level mutant zombie, Ye Zhongming can easily kill it now, and if he encounters three, he can also solve it with some effort, if the number becomes five, he may have to pay some price, such as being injured or consuming a lot of mental power, if it is ten...... If there is no need, Ye Zhongming will definitely retreat.

This has nothing to do with whether you are bad or not, knowing that there is danger but still not knowing how to retreat, that is recklessness, not wisdom.

But the current situation can't be evaded, at this time, Ye Zhongming is by no means ambiguous, he doesn't have the skills to dodge these zombies, he can't dodge in mid-air, with very little room to move, he can't launch the strongest attack flame knife, and he doesn't have the ability to make a decision.

But he still met him.

Sometimes it has to be like this, and when you get to that position, there are things that you have to face.

Even if you know that you have to pay the price.

Blood splattered from Ye Zhongming's body.

This was one of the few injuries he had received since the beginning of the apocalypse, but his eyes did not shake at all, and he took advantage of the rapid reduction of the distance between his upward trend and the fall of the zombies, his wrists shook again and again, and the knife continued to fly out.

Ye Zhongming was in the air, he lost his agility, but the same was true of those zombies, the knife slashed through their bodies, and then effortlessly cut them in half.

Their attacks hit Ye Zhongming, sending blood splatters everywhere.

Level 2, except for the existence of individual defense classes, there is nothing that can resist the blade of the Blade Moon.

Ye Zhongming, who has no defensive equipment, cannot completely deal with the skills of second-level mutant zombies.

Ye Zhongming fell downward, and the second-level lifeforms with only five left-in-class also fell, and in the next second of landing, Ye Zhongming's body bounced up again, and the knife slid towards the black mud corpse, and his right foot was quickly raised, hitting the chest of a second-level zombie.

Kick Launch!

This skill, which consumes a hundred points of mental power and can cause twice the strength damage, kicked this zombie out of an amazing hole in the chest, and the back can be seen from the front, and even the spine was kicked through, and it wanted to move forward, but the upper body and head had no support, and the body fell to the ground weightlessly.

The knife slashed at the black mud corpse, splashing a rain of mud.

At this time, there was a sudden fierce battle outside.

The team that went to attract the zombies is back, and the all-out assault begins at this moment. (To be continued.) )