Eschaton 8

The man couldn't help but ponder in his head, which top powerhouse raised this woman? Only the canary that was hidden in the golden house by the top powerhouse and kept from outsiders would have no impression at all.

If you keep it, why don't you raise it well, and release it to seek death? Such a beautiful face, but it's a pity, even if he can't touch it, he can look at it very eye-catching, and he's in a good mood. Wait, could it be that top powerhouse who came out with a canary? He's definitely around.

The man's eyes were glued to the window, trying to find a second person.

A sharp and cold gaze suddenly looked over and met his gaze.

In an instant, as if being targeted by a bloodthirsty beast, the man suddenly felt chills, the hairs on his back shrugged, and he subconsciously shivered.

Quickly moved away from the binoculars that were not good on weekdays, his chest rose and fell violently, and he gasped for breath with palpitations.

It took a while for the stiff body to return to normal.

The man was in a cold sweat, the last time he felt this way, he was still an eighth-order mutant beast, and the moment he was targeted by it, he thought he was dead on the spot.

What a terrible look......

At least an eighth-order or higher ability, right? I'm afraid that compared to their boss, they are not lagging behind......

Which base suddenly appeared with an Eighth-Order Ability? I filtered all the base powerhouses in my mind, and I didn't have any impression of the beautiful woman I just saw.

There are many crises in the last days, and if you don't have a big base, even the strongest person can't survive alone outside the end times. At the beginning of the apocalypse, there were still many strong people who didn't like the rules and regulations in the base, relying on their abilities to be powerful, one or several people formed a small team to wander outside the base, and with the increasing number of mutated plants and animals, and zombies are also constantly evolving, becoming more and more dangerous, then this situation will hardly happen again. Regardless of the size of the base, with high fences and countless teams of warriors, the odds of survival will be hundreds of times greater than outside.

The man had a few thoughts in his head, hesitated for a moment, and looked at it again.

Inside the telescope, there was no one in the floor-to-ceiling windows at this time. And the zombies gathered below also slowly walked away and began to wander aimlessly again.

The man wiped a cold sweat, which base did this appear in the high-level ability? How did it end up here? Haven't seen it before? It's terrifying, and the momentum can compete with the boss of his family.

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The East is white.

The next day, Ye Wuqing, who had rested, went out.

The door was in disrepair, I don't know how many years ago it was struck, and it was potholes and uneven. It was covered with dust and all kinds of dark marks, and as soon as Ye Wuqing pushed it open, the old door on his body collapsed with a bang.

A few zombies who heard the sound next to them turned their heads to look at it, and let out a string of beasts that unconsciously hissed and whispered.

Ye Wuqing patted the dust on his hands and looked at it expressionlessly, and the zombies turned their heads again and continued to wander.

Ye Wuqing passed by the wandering zombies, and the head of a male zombie next to him hung upside down on his neck in a strange posture, and he couldn't fall off.

Ye Wuqing's damn obsessive-compulsive disorder flare up again, and with a flick of his fingers, he lay down the head of this unlucky zombie. Like a watermelon, it rolled on the ground with a gurgling, and the zombie's body collapsed with a bang, yellow and mushy.

If it weren't for Ye Wuqing sealing off her sense of smell, the putrid smell of this corpse was enough to drive her crazy.

Ye Wuqing has an unknown habit, she likes to study corpses and raise zombies in captivity, she dug three floors underground under the villa where she lived in the original world, and specially placed corpse zombies. I am full of desire to study this species that has lost its soul, but is still able to move, and is immortal and immortal. Seeing these zombies, I had the urge to study some zombies at first, but now I have no interest at all. Nausea, rotten, spicy eyes are not sightly. Ye Wuqing almost had the urge to close his vision.

It's still a zombie cute, it won't rot, it doesn't smell, and it's still neat and tidy after washing.

Probably sensing the disgusting aura of destruction on Ye Wuqing's body, those wandering zombies instinctively avoided her.

Ye Wuqing had no smooth passage all the way, turned an alley, and finally found a shopping mall. Ye Wuqing bent down through the smashed glass door and entered, which was covered with heavy dust. The light is dark, dilapidated, and there is a sense of depression. I don't know how many groups of people this clothing store has ushered in, and the crooked shelves have long been swept away, and there are only a few strips of rags on the empty ground.

There are not enough stumps on the ground, but there are many bones.

Ye Wuqing pursed his lips, couldn't help but turn around in disgust and found the warehouse.

The door of the warehouse was half-opened, and the light was dim, so you couldn't see inside. There was a pile of corpses piled up at the door, only the gnawed bones remained, and this kind of struggle and twisted escape posture can imagine how bloody and tragic scenes once took place here.

It seems that the person who is searching for supplies has just opened the door of the warehouse, and something has sealed it up and bitten and devoured it. The bones were almost piled up in the same place, and it was clear that these things were so menacing and ferocious that these people didn't even resist the world of escape. Some of the corpses also had various firearms and knives held in the parts of the hand bones.

These bones were piled up at the door of the warehouse, indicating that no one had broken into it to search for supplies later, which meant that there was definitely something Ye Wuqing wanted in the warehouse now.

Ye Wuqing's face, which had been blue since he went out, finally eased up a little.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of trembling in the warehouse, as if there was a large group of reptiles.

Ye Wuqing looked over and met the green eyes of a mutant rat the size of a little piglet, pitch-black and shiny, soft and slippery, and then, seventy, eighty, ninety, and ninety...... A group of mutant rats.

The rats all brushed Ye Wuqing's eyes.

In the next second, the mutant rat group that was screaming to rush up to eat and eat suddenly froze.

Mutant rats: I've checked my eyes, and I'm a person I can't mess with.

Instinctively wanted to escape, but the whole rat stiffened and did not dare to move.

Ye Wuqing is the eighth order of the Xuanmen, and the heavenly master who is about to break through the ninth order. In her world, she was almost a demigod. In her eyes, these little mice are like soft bugs with any attack power, and they can be killed with a flick of their fingers.

Ye Wuqing glanced at the group of mutant rats, and after making sure that there was no crystal nucleus in their heads, he waved his hand in disgust: "Get out." ”。

When they encountered the human beings and even the aliens, they were extremely rampant and rushed to the mutant rats, and they immediately squeaked and fled as if they had been amnesty, and after a few swishs, there was not a single hair left in a group of mutant rats.