Chapter Fifty-Seven: The Zombie Fights
The remaining six fighters followed closely to the three-story small building that Lin Xuan had entered, they were very sure that the human was staying inside, but when they arrived at the small building, they had a hard time getting in, because the entrance to this building was too small for a two-meter-tall fighter to squeeze in at all. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
That's embarrassing. The helpless fighters irritably smashed dozens of zombies that surrounded and tore them, and a large piece of stump and flesh flew into the distance and spread it on the ground in a mess, and the other zombies who were attracted were not frightened by the next place of their companions, and still couldn't wait to rush towards the fighters.
Roar!
The brood finally noticed the problem that the fighters were encountering in front of the small building, and under its guidance, the six fighters changed their previous helplessness and turned into demolition workers in high spirits, slamming and slapping the walls of the first floor, and the bricks and ashes fell down, and it didn't take long for the fighters to successfully make a small hole in the wall.
When it comes to brute force tasks, the fighters are noticeably more comfortable with the situation, and they don't need to use their own brains, just do what the brood tells them to do.
The brain is such a good thing.
A fighter turned sideways, aimed his shoulder at the half-sized hole, took a few steps back, and the fighter who had increased his speed slammed into the hole, and the already crumbling wall instantly collapsed inward, and the bricks fell like raindrops, covering up the fighters who fell along the wall.
The brawler covered in the bricks stood up from the floor one by one, the falling bricks slid off its back, shaking the dust that fell on his body, and the fighter couldn't help but sneeze loudly from the fine dust in the air.
What about the human?
The fighter walked slowly into the small building in confusion, his two eyes rolled slightly, and he looked at every layout in the house one by one, due to the limited space in the building, the fighters did not all enter the small building, only one entered the building to search, and the others were watching outside, on the one hand, not letting other zombies wander over to disturb the action, and on the other hand, to prevent Lin Xuan from escaping from the hidden window in the small building.
None of the people stationed outside have found humans escaping this building, so he must still be here.
Oh~
The fighter let out a low roar and grinned at the door of another room, the only room on this floor that had not been inspected.
There was also a new word of blessing on the door, and the fighter didn't care about this fragile and useless ornament, and tore the thin wooden door open with one claw, and the wooden door immediately split under the fighter's claws, and even the door frame fell inward, and the fighter's scratches were clearly printed on the wall.
The fighter lowered his head and looked out the door into the room, from which it seemed to see nothing useful, nothing but the rather cozy furnishings.
Due to the angle and design, some of the dead spots were not visible from the outside, and although he didn't think that the human could be hidden in the room that had been forcibly opened at a speed of no movement, the fighter stuck his head into the room and swept it left and right to make sure it was empty.
The fighter who confirmed the results of the search was just about to retract his head, but a figure fell from the top of his head, and before it could react to the presence of the black shadow, the flat skull was hit hard, and the unsuspecting fighter was forced to press the unsuspecting fighter to the floor.
The fighter whose brain was violently concussed reflexively screamed in pain, and wanted to get up and retreat to escape, but he couldn't exert his strength due to the dizziness of his brain, and just moved his limbs and scratched the floor a few times, and then he fell weakly to the ground.
Claw Form!
How could Lin Xuan, who had been lying in ambush on the ceiling for a long time, give up this great opportunity, although he didn't open the super muscles, it was still quite easy to knock the fighter unconscious on the spot by relying on good basic attributes.
Four slender and sharp claws went straight into the fighter's eyeballs, and blood flowers burst out from the small gaps between the claws and the eyeball tissues, and Lin Xuan, who was in front of him, was inevitably stained with this slimy blood again.
Stimulated by the intense stimulation of the pain, the fighter who fainted struggled, but unfortunately this could not save its life, Lin Xuan stabbed it again, and then turned one hundred and eighty degrees clockwise, the fighter struggled for a moment, and then was paralyzed like a bone in his body, completely without moving.
Seeing that the black-red fighter stopped moving, Lin Xuan pulled out his claws, brought out some brains and a tattered eyeball hanging on the claw form, and with a flick of it, the eyeball was completely rotten in half and flew to the single bed in the room.
The fighters outside roared in anger, and through contact with the brood, they knew that their companions who had entered were dead inside, and their red eyeballs were bloodshot, and they all approached the small building.
However, they have other troubles to do.
A long gray-black tongue popped out from the corner, and a fighter who was just going to the crack in the small building and wanted to go in and tear Lin Xuan apart was caught off guard by the long tongue pierced into his lungs from under the ribs, and after succeeding, he quickly retracted, and the fighter fell to the side by the pull of the tongue, lying on his side on the ground and wailing.
Its lungs were traumatized, and the activity of each breath was a further increase in the damage, and the inhalation sound was as harsh as an old bellows.
The other four fighters realized that something was wrong, stopped their progress towards the interior of the small building, looked around vigilantly, and turned to the injured fighter and surrounded it.
Realizing that he could no longer take advantage of the sneak attack, the level 3 predator who had previously shot jumped onto the roof from the alley, his vicious little eyes staring at a few vigilant fighters, full of extreme thirst for flesh and blood.
On the other side, various types of level 3 zombies appeared in shape, no longer hidden, and after naturally evolving to level 3, their wisdom has also improved to a certain extent, and the death trap created by the deliberate temptation of the brood can barely be resisted.
Eleven Level 3 Berserkers, twenty Level 3 Predators, and more than fifty Level 3 zombies were distributed in four directions, wrapping the five fighters tightly in front of the small building, and they all spontaneously gathered here to eat their flesh and blood essence and evolve to a higher level.
The fighters also noticed that the situation was not good, and glared at them through their fangs, hoping to scare them off and get out of the brood without any problems.
Another group of ordinary zombies pounced at this time, and as they advanced, the level 3 zombies couldn't hold back their emotions, ignored the intimidating gaze of the fighters, and followed behind the corpses, ready to take advantage of the fighters to deal with the corpses.
The mother nest, which was still devouring the corpses, couldn't sit still, seeing that those level 3 zombies were about to threaten the fighters it hatched, the dozen or so mature swollen bubbles on the transport plane were rapidly expanding, and a group of fighters were hatching out. The brood is also quite jealous of level 3 zombies that can be immune to its temptation, and it is the best choice to annihilate level 3 zombies as much as possible when they are attracted by the flesh and blood of the fighters.
Lin Xuan, who was hiding behind the curtain on the second floor of the small building and secretly observing, saw all this, it seemed that this was more relaxed than he imagined, as long as he watched the two sides lose together.
Lin ...... Xuan ......"
As he prepares to sit on the small bench to watch a good show, inside the transport plane occupied by the brood, a black swollen bubble that is obviously larger than one slowly vibrates, and a low self-muffle comes from the swollen bubble and echoes in the cabin, and no one knows that it exists.