Bai Su's face was cold at this time, and she said arrogantly:

"It's a pity, even if Xiaoqing can't defeat you, you still have to face me! Bai Su, the strongest corpse king in the Americas, Yang Mu, I can see that you are really powerful, I probably won't be able to defeat you, but I want to kill all the people here, you can't stop me, in a month's time, what you do is meaningless! ”

Doesn't it make sense?

Yes, the fleet had already carried a full eight million people, and on the way it was attacked by zombie beasts and sea beasts, almost two million people were killed, but six million people still managed to reach Tyrant City.

Most of these people are women and children, and they are the future of Tyrant City.

So it's all worth it.

Yang Mu was relieved instead, and said with a smile:

"Then hurt each other, I can't protect these people, and you can't protect these zombies either, I swear, if you dare to touch them today and don't kill all your zombies, I will never leave the beautiful land!"

Bai Su squinted at Yang Mu, and Yang Mu raised his head to look at her.

Finally, a hint of viciousness flashed in her eyes and she waved her hand.

Yang Mu felt as if his heart had stopped beating at that moment.

This is the ending, the ending he has long expected, but this is by no means the final ending, this apocalyptic fierce battle has just begun for him.

Positional warfare is like that.

He is going to turn to guerrilla warfare, so that Ah Shen will use the underground facilities in the south to start an all-out war against Bai Su, and he himself will use various black, purple and white tunnels to fight Bai Su to the end here.

So he raised his hand and spoke in a low and hoarse voice:

"Retreat."

Hongluan Hera didn't hesitate and took people away directly.

Ah Shen saw the murderous look of the eldest brother, and he didn't dare to speak and left directly.

Not far away, Zhu Wei ran over, she didn't know what Yang Mu meant.

Yang Mu looked at her and shook his head and said:

"There's no hope, everyone is going to die, we're only dealing with the little corpse king's soldiers this month, didn't you hear what she just said? Dare to call himself the strongest corpse king in the Americas, that shouldn't be bragging. ”

Yang Mu's voice fell, and in many places, black, purple, and white energy turned on.

A giant zombie with a height of more than ten meters appeared.

This is not an ordinary giant zombie, but a big guy with spatial teleportation ability, which can be called the king space giant zombie!

Special species, king-level, super strong existence, even Yang Mu has never seen it.

"Hurry up, throw your pink stones out and stop those portals."

Yang Mu shouted loudly and gave an order, and the order was immediately conveyed, and people threw pink stones.

However, these guys who suddenly appeared obviously chose a good location, they were on the edge, and some of them were seven or eight kilometers away from Yang Mudu.

Anyway, it became a circle, encircling the whole city.

After that, zombie rats, zombie flying insects, zombie birds, and special zombies swarmed out in the space door and pounced on everyone.

Zhu Wei was completely dumbfounded.

She finally knew why Yang Mu secretly ordered Liu Gongming half a month ago, asking him to arrange for the people of Daming City to leave quietly if they could.

It turned out that he had known for a long time that this was a game, and as long as the Corpse King was serious, the human position would be so vulnerable.

No!

It shouldn't be like this!

They held out for so long!

So many faiths!

So many fighters!

"Yang Mu! Think of a way, I beg you to think of a way! ”

Zhu Wei ran to Yang Mu and knelt down, crying bitterly.

The twenty-four heralds all looked at Yang Mu in horror.

Some of those on the fringes have begun to run back desperately.

The men on the walls were running down to help.

Bai Su sneered, looking like he was bound to win.

Yang Mu frowned and looked at all this.

What else could he do?

Open a giant portal to send these people away? can't be sent away, and it's useless to send it away, when this place is occupied by zombies, the people who sent it away will have to come back after all.

Call Hera and them back to fight again?

It's useless, soon the zombie rats will mix with the crowd, and when the time comes, Hera will amplify their moves, kill the zombies, and also kill humans.

Although he had long thought of such an ending, Yang Mu still found it difficult to accept.

But there is really no way, twenty-four king-level space zombies have formed a strong defense nearby, and the most terrifying zombie rat insects have appeared, their number is huge, more terrifying than ordinary zombies, and the group attack ability even surpasses the special population.

Yang Mu had not prepared to retreat, he had a bad feeling, thinking of such a result, but this was also necessary, if he didn't do this, how could he buy time for the group of people gathered on the west coast.

But the question is-

The weak have survived,

Do warriors deserve to die?

People frantically retreated, attacking as they retreated, and some even opened the barrier.

After all, there are a lot of people here who have decent rough stone skills.

It's just that their enchantment doesn't last long.

Too many attacks, too ferocious.

Once you fall behind, no matter what kind of person you are, don't even think about escaping.

The black zombie mosquitoes passed through, and immediately only white bones remained, and even blood could not be seen, which was extremely terrifying.

People were so scared that they ran desperately to their deaths.

They don't even have time to think about why things are the way they are.

"Think of a way, think of a way, Yang Mu! They believe in you, they like you, they love you, and I know that you have bought some time for other people, but these people can't be sacrificed easily! They're all good people, they're great, they're as great as you! Think of a way! ”

Zhu Wei shook Yang Mu's arm, pleading.

Yang Mu still looked very calm.

Way?

What else can he do?

Fantasy is endless, and the only way for him to do it is to fantasize.

The phantom body is powerful, but it also has limitations, it can get rid of Xijing in an instant, and even take one or two people with you, but that's all.

He can kill a hundred thousand and millions of zombies and exhaust himself, but once Bai Su makes a move, there are more than millions of zombies that can pounce, and he can't kill them all.

Yang Mu closed his eyes, and all the sounds in his ears disappeared in an instant.

In fact, he was not as calm as he seemed, and in the past few days, he had reached a state of crisis, and only he knew how terrible it was to be a hostage of a dead corpse in the crowd.

After each meditation, he would last for two or three days at most.

It was only one day to go, and after a day, he began to feel uncomfortable and scratching his heart.

This feeling stimulated his cranial nerves, stimulated every cell in his body, and stimulated the zombie virus attribute soul power.

Suddenly, Yang Mu clearly felt some tiny soul power floating around, a lot, a lot.

These souls seem to be able to communicate with the zombie virus in their bodies, so ......

Yang Mu tried to control it.

One, two, three.

He's controlling those zombie bugs, zombie rats, is it possible to control many, many more?

Finally resolve this crisis?

Yang Mu's mind is not very clear, this is really not to blame him, he is a zombie, there are too many people gathered around, and the long-term taste invasion has brought him to the verge of collapse.

So he couldn't figure out if what he was doing at this time was good, he just wanted to control those zombie rats and bugs and make them not eat people.

This is also considered to be a state of meditation.

In meditation, time and space have no concrete form.

In a trance, Yang Mu seemed to hear a sneer.

"Hmph, it turns out that you and I are the same kind, Yang Mu Corpse King, these are my gifts to you, and you are welcome to join the team of the Corpse King."

Corpse King?

Who is the Corpse King?

Yourself?

Not really.

Of course Yang Mu didn't believe it, how could a man who wanted to kill all the zombies join the team of the corpse king.

Suddenly I opened my eyes.

Yang Mu breathed desperately.

Hunger rushes nerves, and mouth is dry.

Raise your hand and touch your lips, there is blood on it?

Raise your head and look in front of you.

Zhu Wei looked at herself blankly, her eyes were already pale, and she had obviously turned into a zombie.

How so?

It's not all!

Around, one, two, three, all turned into zombies!

Among them were many heralds.

There is Liu Gongming, the city lord of Daming City, and there are many, many people he is familiar with, because they have followed him to fight hard!

But...... At the moment, they are all zombies.

This place is no longer even the pass where it was stationed before, and it is far away from Daming City.

All the zombies are walking in the wilderness.

Most of them walk very slowly, with the occasional roar.

Yang Mu was in the middle of these zombies.

He could hear a lot of complex sounds, and then many images flashed through his mind.

He's sharing the sights and ears of all the zombies!

The whole zombie area covers several kilometers.

On the edge, some people were running, and a few zombies were screaming and chasing.

Yang Mu quickly controlled them to stop.

But Yang Mu's feeling was very bad.

These zombies already have a desire to kill.

Yang Mu controlled them, and they were also rebelling against Yang Mu.

Yang Mu really wasted a lot of effort to control them and let those fugitives escape.

How so?

He controlled all the zombies at once.

Is there more than a million?

Did he really become a little corpse king?

What the hell is going on?

Yang Mu tried to open the black, purple and white space-time gate.

The space-time gate was opened, but he entered another group of zombies.

Yang Mu hurriedly returned, and then despaired.

Damn it!

He has really become a zombie, and he can't open black, purple and white with humans, and he can't even return to the three tyrant cities, and his black, purple and white system has to be reset.

Yang Mu was a little confused, and after a long time in the corpse group, he finally looked at the sky and let out an angry roar.

This roar was full of the violence of the Corpse King.

Yang Mu lowered his head depressedly, and only after a long time did he begin to confirm his status.

Yes, he has evolved, but there is actually no change on the outside, just the evolution of the zombie nature.

Before, he might have been an ordinary mutant, or an ordinary mutant, but now he is the Corpse King!

He gradually figured out what had happened before.

The corpse king Bai Su controlled the zombie insects and rats to bite the humans, making those humans zombies.

And in the process, he unleashed powerful brain fluctuations and controlled all the soldiers who had just turned into zombies.

Bai Su found out that she was her kind, and left after everyone was infected with the zombie virus!

The factor that evolved on its own was that it lived in the crowd for too long.

Therefore, as a zombie, it seems that he should still live in zombies more reliable.

Yang Mu was depressed, and he had a feeling that he would die before he left the school.

He still wants to kill zombies, but now he has become the corpse king himself.

Thirteenth-level combatants, facing countless zombies, still can't protect the people they care about.

Fantasy is limitless, but as a human being, imagination is always limited.

Well, finally the people around me...... No, the zombies around him are all those who have fought with him, and a month is enough for them to become comrades-in-arms.

What do you want to do now?

It's good to find out your own situation first.

It's impossible to save people and control so many zombies to rush into the crowd?

Either humans are eaten.

Or zombies get killed?

And if the zombies are killed, will he, the controller, be implicated?

It all seems to have to be figured out.

Yang Mu finally regained his vitality and found that there was a river not far away, so he walked over there.

Let the zombies start to undress from afar, and then rush into the river together, they should take a bath first, they are all sloppy, no wonder, everyone has been fighting.

Of course, before they went into the water, Yang Mu went down to wash himself first, and his mouth was full of yellow liquid, which was really annoying, and he couldn't figure out how long he had been lost.

After taking a bath, Yang Mu took out the house by the river, went up to the balcony on the third floor, got some raw meat to eat, and controlled the zombies to go down to the river to bathe.

Crowd control is possible.

Give them a command, and all the zombies go down to the river.

It can also be partially controlled, so that one tenth goes down the river and the other does not move.

It's just that this kind of control action is not precise, for example, you can't let all zombies make a certain action together, you can only give instructions, and then let them do something that seems to be unified, but full of personality.

That is to say, zombies also have personalities.

It is difficult to say whether this personality comes from human genes or whether it is an individual difference that occurs after the zombie virus enters the human body.

If you want to accurately control the zombies, let them strictly implement their orders, and complete the relevant actions, you can only control a few or one zombie individually.

In this way, he can do anything, pick his nose, jump long, run, buckle his ears, and giggle......

This surprised Yang Mu, he could still control the expressions and movements of zombies, which was really powerful.

Yes...... So is there a difference in the convenience of control?

Every zombie has a personality, very subtle, you won't know if you don't look closely, Yang Mu has become a little corpse king, of course he knows all this.

Since zombies have personality differences, are there also differences in the degree of acceptance of their own control?

It's like loyalty or something.

Yang Mu decided to experiment, so he controlled different zombies to do the same actions, of course, these actions had to be a little difficult.

First, all the zombies come ashore and stand around in a circle.

Then, all stand on one leg.

It's not just not the difference in physical strength, but also because of the difference in personality, anyway, almost half of the zombies can't do such an action.

Stand up and fall to the ground, or don't stand on one leg at all.

But the rest were able to stand.

Yang Mu is more interested, so continue to do similar various difficult actions to see how many can stay in the end.