In the last century 234, with the cruel suppression of the source of terror in the world for more than 200 years - the zombie queen, the nightmare of all mankind, was nailed to death by the first strongest man among the new humans, the man who was revered by all the new humans as a god-killing god, on the throne made of white bones and flesh, human beings under the leadership of this god-like man, they will take back the territory occupied by the evil and vicious zombies one by one! Since then, the new human beings finally live in dark corners without being oppressed, and look longingly to the light!

Today, the new human bases are being established one after another, and the new human beings no longer have to hide and hide like rats as before, and build their bases deep underground, for fear of being discovered by the minions of the Zombie Emperor and dying in humiliation like pigs. Their withered yellow cheeks, which have not been exposed to the sun for a long time, are full of happy and contented smiles, their backs that have been slumped are straightened, and their voices have become louder, even if they still can't eat enough every day, but they believe that from today onwards, their days will be a thousand times better, ten thousand times, ten million times better than before!

This kind of day, is what they have been longing for for hundreds of years, but they can't ask for, and now that it has finally come, they really can't believe it, they are afraid that this is a dream, they wake up from the dream, there is nothing, only crazy to run to the street, look at the city wall, on the low houses, everywhere is written we have won these words, looking at the laughing human beings everywhere, to really believe that these are true, so they also began to laugh madly, crying! Even if the body is out of oil because of long-term starvation, and the lamp is withered, because it can't stand the mood swings of such joy and sorrow, it can't breathe, and it doesn't stop!

In the past few days, this kind of person can be seen everywhere in the base, and they are so happy! All thanks to the man who was like a god in their hearts! If it weren't for this person, they don't know if they would have been able to see this scene while they were alive, and maybe they would be dead by now! Died in a dark corner that no one knew, died on the way out to find food, died in the belly of zombies and mutant beasts, died of grievance, died of sorrow!

Many people here were born in the dark years, in the dark years, they yearn for the stories passed down from generation to generation, in the world of stories, everyone is well fed, warmly dressed, everyone can walk on the street openly, go wherever they want, eat whatever they want, instead of now, for a bite to eat, they are afraid to embark on the road to find food, maybe this time, is goodbye!

Even in the past few hundred years, there have been many immortal figures in the new human race who have turned mountains and seas, and many have died of bloodshed! Died in the darkness before dawn, and had no chance to see the victory that followed.

For the terrifying existence that suppressed the Blue Star for more than two hundred years, they didn't dare to talk about it before, let alone hear this name, it is no exaggeration to say that there are really people who are scared to death when they hear this name, even the powerful mutant creatures who have no reason and are crazy are trembling at this name!

They don't know what that person's origin is, they only know that when that person's reputation came, he was already a legend, and it was already a height that they couldn't reach. I have to say that if it weren't for the undying enemy, from the official point of view alone, that person was also a character who broke out of the bloody storm, if the other party was not a zombie, but a human being, then the life of human beings might be much better than now. Just looking at the magnificent zombie kingdom and the terrifying zombie army make humanity feel hopeless.

If it weren't for the fact that the emperor was only interested in the top masters of the human race and the mutant beast kings, such a little minion would not be enough for others to crush with a finger.

The apocalyptic world, the wise man in the new human race, divides the apocalyptic creatures into three categories, zombies, mutated creatures and new humans, the ratio of 5:3:2, if it weren't for the emperor's enthusiasm for collecting the crystal nucleus of the mutant beast king, most of the troops will be sent to the realm of mutant creatures, hundreds of years of continuous warfare, the two major forces have collided fiercely, so that these ordinary people who have no special abilities can survive, otherwise, the current new human beings, it is estimated that there will be those who are extremely strong.

Legend has it that in the land of zombies, there is a castle, and inside the castle, the crystal nucleus of the mutant beast king is piled up! The mutated creatures were already one in ten ten years ago, and the powerful ones were all slaughtered by that one, and they no longer posed much of a threat to the new humans.

And yesterday, that emperor also fell under the gun of the first strongest man in the human race, and the prosperous era of mankind is really about to begin!

Journalists praised him for leading all the new humans out of the darkness, especially after the battle between the God Killer and the Zombie Emperor, even though they couldn't get close enough of the energy storm that erupted during the great battle between the two powerhouses, so they knew very little about the situation of the great war.

But with their rich imagination and superb pen power, as well as the imperial city that collapsed most of the time after the war, they were stunned to write a report that was admired by the new humans who had already regarded the killing god as a savior. There are very few descriptions of the nightmare of the Zombie Emperor, who has ruled the world for hundreds of years, and some are vague. The existence that has been pressing on the heads of the new humans for hundreds of years, even if they are dead, they dare not mention it too much. Fear has gone deep into the bone marrow.