Chapter 22: Finding Death
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I was shocked and thought far ahead, these zombies had taken over New York City. And they are intelligent, they evolve very quickly, and if there is a leader among them, it will be a disaster for the world.
"Boom," dozens of ghost king-level zombies floated in the air, offering a series of thunderbolts, piercing the dim sky, bombarding the steel barrier, and evaporating countless soldiers.
The terrifying heat and lightning shattered their souls.
I watched solemnly, these rising ghost kings. Be in apple-pie order. There was no conflict, and the millions of zombies on the ground were also advancing and retreating freely, and it seemed that there was really a leader among the zombies.
The whole of New York is surrounded by a vast steel barrier, the purpose is to prevent the zombies from escaping, and the military has tried every means to trap the zombies in New York.
"Look at it like this, I'm afraid Anyalyn and they are still in New York City, they haven't come out, and there are so many zombies. Yuan Tiangang's cultivation is not enough to see. β
I frowned, Yuan Tiangang and they could protect themselves, but they didn't have the strength to break out of New York City. I have to get them out now.
Having made up my mind, I didn't hesitate to hide my breath. The Bright Ghost Domain turned into a battle robe and shrouded me, and then my body shook, and with just one teleportation, I crossed 2 kilometers and reached directly above the steel barrier.
"Huh," I didn't pause, teleporting again. I entered the confines of New York City, and the soldiers on the steel fortress did not notice me, and even the on-board radar did not detect me.
I glanced a little and saw that around the vast steel barrier, zombies and armies were fighting in full swing, and there was no end in sight to the long battle line.
A large number of ghost kings broke away from the zombie crowd and rushed to the steel barrier, inflicting heavy losses on the army. And under the bombardment of the military's missiles, some ghost kings were also repelled and injured.
Fortunately, there are not many zombie ghost kings, and the military can still deal with it, so for a while, the two sides also formed a temporary stalemate.
Dressed in my battle robe, I quickly soared towards the center of New York City, and my consciousness was released from afar, probing for the traces of Anyarin, I was sure that she must be in New York City, and as my cultivation increased, my sense of the unknown also increased.
Flying along the way, I found that the entire New York City was full of zombies, all kinds of zombies, there was no living existence, and as far as the eye could see, except for the ruins, there were disgusting and terrifying zombies.
"I'm afraid that the local monks in New York City have already evacuated, this is no longer their gathering place, and it has become a paradise for zombies."
I kept my face calm, and my heart was a little anxious, in this situation, are Anyarin and them safe?
"Roar," a terrible roar suddenly came from mid-air.
"Monster, get out of here!" Along with the roar, there is also a pure American English.
"Huh?" In my confusion, my consciousness shrouded me.
I saw a sturdy middle-aged man, floating in the air, fighting with 4 winged zombies.
This middle-aged man should be a supernatural belonging to Jenforth, and his body is shrouded in a layer of ice-blue ice armor to defend against the claw attacks of zombies.
"No!" A moment later, he screamed in despair, his body was torn to pieces by 4 zombies, and his soul floated out and was eaten by the zombies.
"It seems that there are still living people in New York City, but their situation is the same as this middle-aged man, full of crises, and if they are not careful, they will be killed by zombies."
My heart sank to the bottom, and the fighting power of zombies is very high! The strength is far beyond that of monks of the same level.
My soul power is in the half-step Ghost Emperor, and my divine sense is strong, but I haven't been discovered by these Ghost King-level zombies, as for saving that supernatural person? I've never had the idea come to mind. It's my business.
I teleported all the way and searched the entire suburbs of New York City in a short period of time, and I didn't find anyarin and them.
Along the way, in addition to zombies, there are humans besieged by zombies, and I didn't even see human corpses, because corpses have also become zombies.
Most of the surviving humans in New York City have gathered in the suburbs, and have established bases in the small towns in the suburbs to resist the zombie invasion, and the survivor forces, large and small, have no less than a hundred shares of them alone, and there are thousands of people in large numbers, and there are only a dozen people in small numbers.
I'm afraid they still think that they can rely on the geographical location, barely resist the zombies, and wait for the rescue, alas, it's too naΓ―ve, from my vision, the overwhelming zombies are spreading from the center of New York to the suburbs, and they will die sooner or later.
"Arlinn's in the heart of the city! It should be a place where zombies gather. β
My face sank as I rushed toward the heart of New York.
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Just as I was anxiously searching for Anyarin's traces, on a ruined bell tower, zombies surrounded it from all sides, roaring towards the inside of the bell tower.
"Get out of here!" A vast array of golden light floated out, beating a large number of zombies into pulp, temporarily shaking back the besieging zombies.
"Roar." The roar of the gold-cracked stone passed from the top of the bell tower in all directions, and then a tidal wave of zombies gathered and attacked the bell tower.
A zombie in a golden robe, looking in all directions, stood indifferently at the top of the bell tower, and the martial and vast aura swept around, blocking the huge space, making it impossible for the besieged people inside the bell tower to escape.
"Hula," suddenly time and space fluctuated, and then 100 black-robed figures appeared around the golden-robed zombie.
The zombie's face was indifferent, and in the face of the 100 figures, he did not show the slightest fear.
"Boom," the 100 figures waved their palms at the same time to make a golden palm print, blocking all the space around the golden-robed zombies.
"Bang," the golden-robed zombie's face sank, and the light on the golden robe flowed, and then the majestic power flew out, easily shattering the palm prints in the sky.
"Magma!"
The 100 figures shouted at the same time, and then they turned into a sea of fiery red magma, enveloping the golden-robed zombies, and the sky-high crater faced the sky, exuding a palpitating coercion.
"Boom," the space shook, and all the craters at the same time, spewing out fiery red magma gathered together, drowning the golden-robed zombies.
At this time, in the bell tower, 13 powerful figures surrounded 4 figures in the center, and they were violently sacrificing killing moves to repel the zombies.
The four figures surrounded in the center were 2 men and 1 woman, and an adult-sized turtle, and the 4 of them were more or less injured, the least of which was the woman, but there were some abrasions on her arms.
"Soul, what's the half? How long can your blood clone trap that damn zombie? The old man in the tattered robe had blood on his face and asked the man with the grimace mask beside him solemnly.
"10 minutes at most, 3 minutes at the minimum." The grimace-masked man's voice was indifferent, without the slightest rise and fall.
"Grass!" The adult-sized turtle had a resentful face, "Damn, that zombie is going to be staring at Arlinn's girl, and it has to be Arlinn's yin and yang eyes!" Paralyzed, that zombie is a half-step ghost emperor! Providence! β
The girl, who had not spoken, just stood quietly, looking at the sky through the skylight of the bell tower, as if waiting for someone, as if expecting something.
These people are Yuan Tiangang, An Yalin!
Yuan Tiangang looked at An Yalin's appearance and couldn't help sighing, "Yang Yun's life and death are uncertain, our top priority now is to protect you and escort you back to China safely." β
"Can it be safe? Can I go back? Anyarin was silent for a moment, then muttered softly.
"You are the master's woman, and I will keep you safe no matter what." The soul's indifferent voice sounded.
"Poof," at this moment, the soul's body shook violently, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the grimace mask red.
"What's wrong?" Yuan Tiangang's face changed.
"The essence and blood clones have been destroyed, and the zombies have escaped." The soul took a deep breath.
"Yin and Yang Eyes, Die!" At this time, the earth-shattering pressure radiating from the sky above the bell tower suppressed the soul and An Yalin in place.
"Grass! Yards, too strong! "Yuan Tiangang and the old turtle have no room to resist at all, and even the 13 visceral clones of the soul are unable to move for a short time.
"Bang," Anyalyn looked at the dazed sky, two tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and the tears fell to the ground, raising a tiny amount of dust.
It's not that I'm afraid of death, it's just that I can't see that person anymore, but I can't be willful in front of him anymore, I can't feel the warmth of being tolerated anymore, I can't love him anymore, I just miss him so much.
"Die!" The majestic coercion pressed Anyarin firmly to the ground, the dust blackened her clear face, and her body trembled violently.
"Whoa,"
Suddenly, a violent sound of breaking the air exploded one after another, blasting through the air, and then an inky black spear pierced the sky, instantly penetrating the chest cavity of the golden-robed zombie and nailing it to the bell tower.
"Look for death!" The loud voice of the bell was transmitted to all directions from afar, and the voice revealed an irrepressible rage.
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