Chapter 142: Painting the Ground as a Dungeon
The night of the mutation of the corpse was a turning point in Tang Ling's life.
Therefore, Tang Ling has an unforgettable dislike for this kind of creature that people become after death, but he also has a huge concern for it.
This is really a very special kind of existence, beyond the technological interpretation of pre-civilizations, and in this era, Security Zone 17 also has a special department for the study of corpses, but no one can give the most prepared answer.
Only one accepted theorem can be given, the corpse itself has no connection with the human being, they are a composite symbiotic creature.
To put it simply, just like the 'zombie mantis' and 'zombie ants' of the previous civilization, the former was controlled by a creature called a nematode, while the latter was controlled by a magical fungus, and then became a walking corpse, only contributing to the reproduction of nematodes and fungi.
To some extent, this is also a kind of symbiosis, but the form of symbiosis is much simpler than that of corpses.
Because those praying mantis and ants don't evolve, and the corpse man, as an alternative life form, can evolve with the fungus that controls it, which is named the 'demonic fungus' of this era.
This evolution is different from the evolution of plants, insects, and beasts, but similar to the evolution of humans, after all, the human brain is the most complex and full of puzzles.
Even though the molecular biology of pre-civilizations had advanced to an extremely high level, the understanding of the brain was still extremely limited.
Of course, Tang Ling's understanding of many of these theories was also very limited, and everything he knew came from the database of the First Reserve Battalion.
All he knew was that because of the special nature of the corpses, they were divided into a separate category.
According to their degree of evolution, they are divided into nine levels.
Each level of evolution is a geometric increase in strength, just like the Raptors squad can kill 7,80 first-level mutant corpses, but when they encounter a second-level mutant corpse, they will be wiped out.
So how powerful are level 6 corpses?
Tang Ling didn't have an answer in his heart, he only hated that the searchlight illuminated this battlefield area too brightly, so the sixth-level corpse king chewing warrior in the distance had to see every detail clearly by himself.
The blood at the corners of the mouth, the jagged fangs mutated by evolution, the struggle of the warrior being put into his mouth...
Tang Ling breathed rapidly, and simply buried his head between his arms.
He had already seen the Purple Moon Warriors, the ten Purple Moon Warriors led by Ralph, all fighting against this sixth-level corpse king at the same time, but there was no sense of hope at all.
They are like ridiculous rats, harassing an elephant, rushing up to attack from time to time, and then being driven away by the corpse king's impatience like a fly.
Tang Ling couldn't hear the howls coming from over there, because the roars of the dense crowd of corpses covered everything.
What he saw were twelve areas, and each area was densely packed with corpses, all kinds of corpses! At just a glance, several third-level corpses with special shapes were seen by Tang Ling!
What he saw was that the Fortress of Hope not far away was brightly lit, and the dense soldiers on the steel cable belt kept rushing to the battlefield like moving ants.
He also knew that this sixth-level mutant corpse king, known as the Sawtooth Tank, was held back by secret reasons, so it had been quietly dormant in this warehouse area, and was at peace with the Hope Barrier and the 'evil' crack.
In addition, Tang Ling also had a mess of information flashing in his mind, such as the fact that there were several mutant corpses next to this sawtooth tank... They all mysteriously disappeared before.
All kinds of messy information were intertwined in Tang Ling's mind, perhaps because of the short-term escape, so that Tang Ling no longer had to watch the cruel scene of the warrior being devoured, which made his heart a little calmer.
He smelled the smell of conspiracy.
Because how could the Hope Barrier make such a mistake? Let the focused surveillance sawtooth tank inexplicably disappear from under your nose? And then inexplicably appear in the middle of this kind of task?
It seems that this conspiracy is not what he thought was a black hand against him, or someone from the Summit Team.
Is this a conspiracy against the Fortress of Hope? Tang Ling wasn't sure, his mind was a little messy.
And with his strength, he really can't take care of so much.
He only knew that judging from the current situation, it was definitely a fool's dream to get rescue in a short period of time, whether it was the identities of Auston and Yu, it was no longer enough, and the top priority now was to hope that the high-level brains of the barrier were not burned out, and he was afraid that he would be desperate to stop the sawtooth tank and this group of crazy corpses for some reason.
And it won't be long before so many dense corpses break through the warehouse they are in.
Thinking of this possibility, Tang Ling's face changed, and he put his hand in his mouth and bit it hard.
With a merciless mouthful, blood oozed from the back of Tang Ling's hand, and the severe pain made him pale, but at the same time, he became calm.
Hope that the Fortress may be in full swing tonight, even at the cost of great sacrifices to use the moat?
Thinking of this possibility, Tang Ling was covered in cold sweat all over his body.
He almost crawled to his feet, and then quickly rushed to the southeast corner of Warehouse 19.
Here is the small door that he personally closed, the small door that has been artificially damaged, this is also an 'unsolved mystery', why is it clearly a huge conspiracy, and there are people who are especially targeting the Raptors?
Tang Ling was lying on the roof in the southeast corner, and found that he couldn't care about thinking about this kind of thing at all, because there were an unusually large number of corpses gathered here, and they were persistently attacking this small iron door.
What about the security doors of a pre-civilization? Can its locks withstand the crushing force of a thousand people? What's more, the corpse doesn't know the pain! What's more, it has been artificially damaged once! Not to mention how strong can the walls around it be?
Tang Ling's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, he had a plan, but he didn't expect that the time would be so urgent.
The precision instinct is a quick calculation, and in less than 9 minutes, the door will collapse along with the entire door frame because the wall connecting the door frame has reached its limit.
9 minutes!
Tang Ling stood up suddenly, no longer caring about the so-called hiding, and began to run quickly on the roof, carefully observing the surroundings of Warehouse 19.
On its south side, warehouses 20 and 21, which are in charge of the Summit Team, are noticeably quieter, but are also surrounded by corpses.
On the east side, there is an area deep into the warehouse, and the corpses are denser.
On the north side, near the exit of the warehouse area, it was originally the best option to escape, but now it is also impossible, the battle here is too big, not only hope that the fortress is rushing here with troops, but other beings on the ruin battlefield have also begun to rush here.
On the north side, the battle has begun, and beasts, warriors, and corpses pouring out of the warehouse area...
Is the only hope on the west side?
Tang Ling wiped the sweat from the corner of his forehead, the west side near the crack! He had felt that he had reached a desperate situation and had planned the west side of the escape route.