Chapter 161 Zombie Building Blocks
The 'Friend Deal' supports the upper and lower jaws of the Zombie Wyvern.
so that it cannot be shut up.
In autumn, the cold wind poured in from outside, and it seemed to be in my face as if I didn't want money.
It can be seen that the zombie wyvern needs a lot of speed to maintain its huge body and fly in the air.
I don't know what kind of expression the zombie lord is now, standing on the dragon's head in order to be handsome?
Nine times out of ten, it's a lot of snot and tears.
As one of the very few zombies who have had the experience of heaven, I am not afraid.
Compared to Ren Zha, who kicked me into free fall in order to avoid the missile, staying in this dragon's mouth, it was simply first class.
It's just that it smells a little bad.
There is also a disgusting environment, with corpses intertwined in all directions.
And from the moment I came in, I secreted a slimy liquid that looked like saliva.
"You damned traitor, rebel, fall into my Bao Pi's mount, in the mouth of the Pole Dragon, just wait to be melted, hahaha."
As a qualified zombie lord, when the other party is in danger, speak out and report to your home.
It's also called 'taunt' by the way, but in fact, to explain the situation, it's all a routine operation.
Hearing what the zombie lord named Bao Pi said, I pulled the cotton rope out of the hat of my sweatshirt and dipped it into the saliva.
"Wow."
Accompanied by wisps of green smoke, the cotton rope is instantly carbonized.
Oh, so this saliva is corrosive.
But no matter how corrosive it is, what's the use?
This zombie wyvern, named the Extreme Tyrannosaurus, can't even close its mouth now.
The horns of the horns flowed out of the mouth.
It's no threat to me.
I shrugged my shoulders, then feigned fear and shouted, "Ah, I'm so scared, my feet!" My feet have melted. ”
"Hahaha, now I know I'm scared, it's too late, this is the end of betraying the Zombie Emperor."
"Boosh, my ass melted away."
I shouted perfunctorily twice as I observed the structure of the Polesaurus.
I was swallowed up, just incidentally.
The main goal of Bao Pi is still the fuel tanker, or to prevent our space shuttle from ascending into the sky.
Therefore, if he is not removed, even if the tanker truck is successfully recovered to the launch site.
With such an existence as a Pole Dragon, it is impossible for us to safely launch a space shuttle.
I have to get rid of this flying behemoth.
From what I observed, the dissolved fluid seemed to be oozing from the crevices where the corpses were connected to each other.
The sapper shovel was replaced with a third shovel head, and I pressed the first button again to activate the impact 'shovel'.
A shovel shoveled it into the gap.
The corrosion resistance of 8848 titanium is not as good as that of natal weapons.
But so far, there is only a little green smoke, and there is no sign of melting.
Following the lines, with the rapid digging ability of the impact 'shovel', I managed to peel off a corpse.
But the results surprised me.
When intertwined, it looks like a human corpse.
But when I peeled it back, I realized that the thing that made up the Polesaurus had seven hands, six legs, and no head.
It's just a freak.
No, it should be said that it is building blocks.
Specially used to create this zombie wyvern, the 'zombie building block' created.
It's kind of interesting.
Behind this 'zombie building block', there is a 'zombie building block' that looks very much like a pustule mutant.
It is it, bubbling outwards with corrosive liquid.
In other words, a Polesaurus is not a separate individual.
Rather, it is a 'model' assembled from various 'zombie building blocks' that can achieve different functions!
The idea was instantly clear.
This is the convenience that second-order brain development brings.
I can guess what's going on.
"Awesome, I said Bao Pi, you're a fucking genius."
I couldn't help but applaud.
This guy actually invented modular zombies.
"Let me guess, you are so anxious to tell me that the Polesaurus is your mount, and you subconsciously want to hide that you are its central nervous system.
And, you should be in control of it, there's no way to move, right? ”
The two-dimensional space movement brought about by the evolution of local termites made me calmly crawl out of the big mouth of the polesaurus.
At the same time, the corpse rebirth also cancels out the corrosive damage of the liquid.
I stood on top of the dragon's head, face to face with the bag, and asked him.
The reason for this conclusion.
That is, it is impossible for a Polesaurus to be self-aware.
It's just a bunch of 'zombie blocks' without a head, put together.
To coordinate and control so many 'zombie building blocks' at the same time, only the zombie lord can do it.
And with such an arrogant personality as a zombie lord, it is naturally impossible for him to be a mount for another zombie lord.
So there is only one possibility, and that is Bao Pi, who is controlling the Extreme Dragon.
"You, how is it possible, how would you know!"
Bao Pi looked horrified.
"Looks like I guessed right."
The corners of my mouth couldn't help but rise.
Then, using consciousness to control the 'friend trade' into a spear form.
The Polesaurus had been struggling to close its mouth, and this time, it finally got its wish.
The spear pierced through the roof of the Abratosaurus' jaw and flew back into my hand.
"Then please die."
I pressed three buttons on the Type 2 Sapper Shovel at the same time.
Then he aimed at Bao Pi and fired a third precious 'let go'.
"Hahahaha, you guessed right, it's just the part I want you to guess correctly."
Bao Pi smiled suddenly, and then his whole body suddenly sank, dodging the rapidly rotating shovel that shot at him.
Disappeared into the head of the Tyrannosaurus and vanished.
Then his voice came from the dragon's mouth:
"The Pole Dragon is not only my mount, but also my domain, and the sea of corpses is endless!"
As soon as the words fell.
The 'zombie building blocks' that were originally twisted and linked together.
They all opened their hands and grabbed me!