"Roaring ......"

The tyrannical whistling, the sound shook the sky, from far to near, it was an unquiet night, and the hazy night moon in the sky seemed to be afraid of this earth-shattering roar, hiding in the clouds, and the scattered starlight was nowhere to be seen.

Suddenly, the power system of the small city seems to have been damaged by an unknown situation, and the lights of the entire city have faded, telling the story of darkness and demons.

In an instant, everyone's eyes fell into a brief blindness, and there was only infinite darkness in their eyes.

The whistling sound from far and near, as if it were close at hand, was like thunder, shattering the deafness.

The ground was trembling, and it seemed that it was also afraid of the coming of demons, and suddenly a light rain fell in the sky, as if the sky was crying, lamenting the suffering of the world.

A strong smell of blood swept across the land, followed by countless flies and mosquitoes, which were parasites breeding for the carrion of zombies.

The size of these flies and mosquitoes has broken through the boundaries of natural ecosystems, and individuals that used to be the size of soybeans are now the size of thumbs.

What forces create such lowly creatures? Is it God? Is it a demon?

No, it's neither, that's the power of the Ancestral Virus.

The progenitor virus deserves the name of "ancestor" and deserves to be the "ancestor of the virus".

Nature has spent billions of years to evolve, and it is not as good as the evolution of the progenitor virus, which is a creative power beyond the gods and demons, but the creatures that can bear this great power are painful, and if they have the concept of "self", they will understand that they have fallen into hell.

"Hell, hell, hell."

In the zombie frenzy, there happens to be another creature that understands the concept of "self".

Feng Bao is lucky, but also sad.

Why do you say lucky? Because compared to relatives and friends who have become zombies, he only has the most primitive desire to eat, and he still has his own consciousness, even if this consciousness is like a boat floating in the sea, but he still has a human logical way of thinking, as well as human fragile emotions. So he was lucky.

But, because of this, he was also sad, and he was soberly aware of the fact that his parents, his wife and children, and his friends had been turned into food for the zombies.

Even the most hard-hearted person will fall into madness when faced with this hellish scene.

Madness means depravity, and depravity means the last elegy of human nature.

The human IQ becomes his most powerful weapon, a booster of the eating instinct.

With a slight trembling right hand, he picked up a fire axe that had been sprinkled on the corner of the street, and chopped or slashed it, killing the enemy, eating its flesh and drinking its blood.

The violence in his heart turned into a gluttonous desire, and he ate from noon until night, and he did not know how much he ate, nor how many kinds of food he ate.

He eats humans, zombies, flies, mosquitoes, ants, mixed with soil, flowers and trees, and he doesn't mind at all, he wants to eat everything in the world.

The drizzling rain turned into a torrential rain, lightning and thunder, a behemoth, three stories high, it could no longer be called "he".

At this moment, Feng Bao is no longer a human being, under the huge body are eight giant feet, strong and powerful giant feet, supporting the bloated and fat body, black scale armor covers the whole body, thick and hard, six arms, long and thick, constantly stuffing the surrounding zombies into the gluttonous mouth, sharp and sharp teeth like jagged teeth, grinding bones.

The chewing sound of "click, click, click......" came out 100 meters away, which made people change color and make people feel cold.

On the left and right shoulders of the back, there is a giant eye, which is monitoring the surrounding environment, always vigilant for the enemy's attack.

There are also two tentacles on the head, which hang down the forehead.

The eyes of the face, the bloodshot, and the hideous expression, were like abyss demons.

Suddenly, Feng Bao's bloodthirsty eyes flashed a trace of clarity, staring at the zombie hand in his hand, and his face showed a look of hatred.

"Huhu" Feng Bao threw the zombie hand in his hand into the distance.

"Boom"

The hands of zombies like cannonballs directly broke the tempered glass of the tall buildings in the distance, and the glass slags in the sky fell from the sky.

With a casual blow, it actually carried such a huge force, if it came out with all its might, then ......

"Who am I? I'm Feng Bao. ”

"Where is this? Is this hell? ”

A large number of memories awakened from the depths of the soul, and the expressions of the hideous columns were even more hideous, and the corners of the bloodthirsty eyes left a drop of blood and tears.

"Ah......h

Feng Bao looked up to the sky and roared, was he accusing the heavens? Or is he suffering from his unbelievable life form?

"Guanyin Bodhisattva who saves suffering, why haven't you shown your spirit yet?"

"Hell is not empty, King Jizo, you know that Hell is right in front of my eyes right now."

"Buddha, where are you?"

"I am your faithful believer...... Feng Bao. ”

"My Father...... My mother...... My wife...... My son...... My friend. ”

"Flutter ......"

Feng Bao's eight giant feet suddenly fell to his knees, "Buddha, where are you?" ”

"The Buddha said that if you accumulate virtue and do good, you will be able to live a peaceful life."

"Buddha, where the hell are you?"

The sound of the rain never stops.

The thunder of "boom" shattered the sky.

"The Buddha said, the red dust dreams, escape into the empty door, no love is happy, but how can I have peace of mind without love."

……

"Bang Bang ......"

Feng Bao's six giant hands kept beating his chest, flesh and blood flying, the pouring rain washed the flesh and blood, and the red blood water spread along the rain.

The strong smell of blood could not be concealed even by the pouring rain.

"Ah......h

Countless roars rang out, and countless zombies smelled the smell of blood in the air and rushed here.

The rich smell of blood is like the delicacy of zombies, exuding endless sweetness.

"Shh......h

Countless zombies drank blood and chewed flesh and blood.

Confused and painful, Feng Bao seemed to be eager for freedom and to end this nightmare.

Suddenly, the zombie who was biting Feng Bao's flesh and blood was stunned, and his confused eyes were even more hollow.

After a while, his empty eyes actually flashed with a hint of awe, staring at Feng Bao in front of him, as if he had found his master.

The blood spread, and the surging zombie frenzy gradually stopped roaring, all staring at the huge creature in the middle three stories high, as if that creature was their king, their god.

The tentacles on Feng Bao's forehead soared into the sky, and the invisible fluctuations implicated the surrounding zombies, constantly radiating towards the surroundings.

The power of the virus in Feng Bao's body once again overwhelmed Feng Bao's consciousness.

Maybe it's because Feng Bao's heart is dead, and his inner faith has collapsed.

The miraculous progenitor virus has finally completed another leap and evolved into the Veronica virus.

As the host of the Veronica virus, Feng Bao has given up resistance due to the great changes, and his self-consciousness as a human being has fallen into a deep sleep, unwilling to endure the hell of suffering.

The newborn Feng Bao, with cold eyes and a new personality, is like a human emperor, and at this moment, it has turned into a zombie emperor.

The "Veronica ecosystem" with Feng Bao as the core has begun to sweep the entire biochemical town, can the Veronica virus become the uncrowned king of this biochemical town?

Feng Bao's forehead tentacles kept shaking, and the invisible magnetic field surged towards zombies, flies, mosquitoes, ants, and all other creatures.

Feng Bao moved, eight giant feet supported his huge body, and his cold eyes stared at the west, as if there was a belief in his heart.

Its cold eyes crossed a trace of confusion, and for some reason it was heading west, but in the depths of its mind, it seemed to say that it was where faith was.

Legend has it that those who believe in Buddhism will return to the embrace of the Buddha after death.

That place used to be called "Spirit Mountain".

Is this faith? Or is it the last expectation of Feng Bao's humanity?

Or is it Feng Bao's destined fate? The fate of NPCs?