Since I haven't come into contact with urn slaves, I really can't figure out how I got this toxin.

We didn't even see the appearance of the urn slave, which really made me understand.

My face became more and more ugly, and I couldn't even figure out what to do, which meant that there was no way to prevent it from happening.

More importantly, it is unclear whether the poison is transmissible.

In my opinion, there is a good chance of this.

The stench of the blood doesn't smell like it's non-toxic, but toxins can infect people's bodies, make people's blood carry toxins, and then re-inhabit others through contact or other places.

Even if the toxin was a little more powerful, maybe it was just the smell of us, and now we are poisoned.

And what is even more terrifying is that even if this poison is poisoned, it has an incubation period for a period of time, which is completely just a matter of increasing panic.

As our bullets hit the corpse one by one, there were more and more holes in the corpse's body, and the movement became slower and slower.

Many of the people present were veterans, and the places where the shots were fired were basically controlled around the waist and leg joints.

Although this dry corpse does not have any consciousness and does not feel any pain, it is a human form after all, and the structure of the body is no different from that of a human.

This is the place where people are most likely to lose their mobility.

The waist is used as a support point for the whole body, which can coordinate the strength of the whole body.

The joints of the legs are the most critical part of the movement that supports the zongzi.

As long as these parts are pierced with bullets, it will definitely affect the speed of the dried corpse in front of you.

Once the bullet shatters all the joints of the dried corpse in front of him, this dry corpse will be unable to move an inch.

My eyes narrowed more and more, staring at the knee of the dried corpse in front of me, and I shot an arrow with a fierce fire.

Click!

A sound like a snapping sound could be clearly heard, and the arrows of the compound crossbow became the last straw that broke the camel's back, and the already broken knee was unloaded.

The cadaver with only one leg left was obviously not sane, and did not know how to jump on one leg, but as before, it was the action of walking.

Undoubtedly, it was because of the lack of a leg, and it was only one step before he fell heavily to the ground.

"Bang!"

The sound of the corpse falling to the ground was not small, and the moment I fell, my pupils shrank sharply.

It was just the height of an ordinary human falling that caused the entire body of this dry corpse to suddenly become torn apart.

Even if the body of the dried corpse has become full of holes, it will not become like this by simply falling from a height, right?

My heart chuckled, and I had a very bad premonition, as if something was about to happen.

Before I could say anything, the dried corpse in front of me suddenly melted as if it had encountered high temperatures.

All that remained on the ground was a puddle of black blood, and the stench became more and more pronounced.

And then what was even more terrifying was that the black blood in this puddle seemed to be alive, and then slowly squirmed, little by little in the direction of our location.

These black blood were divided into one strand, seven or eight strands in an instant, and one strand was distributed for each person.

This blood is poisonous, and now it can be regarded as a certainty, and what is even more terrifying is that it seems that these poisonous blood are conscious, and the number and direction of people can be felt.

Although the speed of poisonous blood is not too fast, that is, close to the speed of normal people walking, but in this closed environment, for us who are almost enclosed at the edge of the corner, this speed is enough.

In any case, there is no way for us to escape from here, under the flow of black blood, even at the beginning, we still have the ability to run, jump and dodge, but after a long time, the physical strength is exhausted, and everyone will inevitably die.

More importantly, the number of shares of this black blood corresponds to our numbers, so that all of us need to be in a state of exhaustion for a long time if we want to ensure that we do not get contaminated with black blood.

That way, we don't have any time to look for a mechanism.

"Bring the musket." Li Xiaohu's eyelids jumped suddenly, and I could clearly hear the coldness in Li Xiaohu's voice.

At this moment, Li Xiaohu really looked like a tiger, and the fierceness of his words couldn't be more obvious.

When I first started to reorganize the equipment, I once saw that the so-called musket was a gun-shaped flamethrower, equipped with a gas tank, and the size was not small.

Even if it is a large mountaineering bag with a height of 1.2 meters, this flamethrower can take up 1/3 of the volume in the bag.

However, the temperature of this flamethrower can be quite high, and even some metals with low melting points can be easily melted.

Obviously, Li Xiaohu was planning to use this flamethrower to deal with the black blood all over the ground.

If the blood still retains the properties of a liquid, it will quickly vaporize and dissipate at high temperatures.

However, once you use this hand, the risk you take is not ordinarily large.

This black blood is poisonous in it, and I don't know if this poisonous energy can be burned out at high temperatures.

If this poison is not dissolved by high temperature incineration, then I am afraid that in the moment of incineration, the vaporized toxin will instantly spread throughout the tomb.

All the people in the tomb will probably die at that time.

But while I know this, I don't have the slightest reminder.

Because even if we don't use this method, we are a dead end, and with this method, there is still a glimmer of life.

When he was thinking about it, Li Xiaohu already had a gun-type flamethrower in his hand.

It's not small, and the metal muzzle looks like it's capable of withstanding very high temperatures.

That is, this kung fu, the black blood has also been completely nearby, and my feet have begun to move slowly.

The rest of us weren't exactly standing in one direction, some of them were scattered, and I was one of them.

The musket is a flamethrower at close range, and there is no way to take care of people who are far away.

If it really works, then plan ahead.

As I stared at the ground, my gaze gradually contracted, and it seemed that the black blood was moving a lot faster.

Even when I was moving slowly, the black blood could still feel something, changing direction and encircling me.

My throat was a little choked, the speed of this black blood was close to the speed of a person running, and it seemed that it was not easy to get around this black blood.

And I don't have a flamethrower on me, and the only weapons I have are knives, compound crossbows, and the like.