"Roar—"

A dull roar woke Wang Qi up, and he suddenly realized that he was attracted by Shao Xiaoyu's advancement, and he actually ignored the changes around him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the battle just now, Shao Xiaoyu lost a lot of blood. This fresh blood is like carrion thrown into a pile of flies in this zombie-infested dead city. In just ten minutes, a large number of zombies have been attracted by this smell of blood.

It's just that there may still be the aura of the stitching monster before, so that those low-level undead don't dare to rush too close easily. However, now that it had been a long time since the Stitching Monster had been completely killed, the suppression of instinct had faded, and in Wang Qi's induction, more than a dozen zombies that had evolved to the peak of the gray spirit level had approached this warehouse.

"The true and good woman is the ...... of hard work"

Wang Qi stood up helplessly, grabbed a curved stainless steel bracket beside him, and with a push from the Soul Fire Master, it turned into a bright scimitar.

The undead form is activated, and the bone spirit helmet and gloves are equipped. He strode toward the open door of the warehouse. A zombie dressed in a decoration worker's costume had already approached and glanced in the direction of Wang Qi with a puzzled gaze, and before it could determine whether Wang Qi belonged to the enemy, the scimitar in Wang Qi's hand had already swung out.

With a single knife, the zombie was split in half from head to toe. After preying on several soul-level undead creatures in a row, Wang Qi's own physical strength had also reached the middle stage of the soul level, and it was almost effortless to kill this kind of low-level undead at the gray spirit level.

It's just that he took the initiative to make a move, which immediately aroused the hostility of the corpses who were already close at hand, and more than a dozen zombies at the peak of the gray spirit level plus some zombies who stood a little farther away and lower level zombies let out a roar in unison, waving their arms and pounced.

Wang Qi flicked his right hand, and the bone armor on the glove shot out like darts, and several of the happiest zombies were headshot one after another. And the scimitar in his left hand was also raised again, setting off a bloody storm in the corpse group.

"It's just in time, Lao Tzu's stock has just run out, I hope you can add some to me!"

With his oppressive speed and strength, coupled with enough open terrain, Wang Qi easily cut down all the zombies in this small group. After devouring dozens of soul fires in a big gulp, and feeling that the power he had consumed had recovered somewhat, Wang Qi once again used the bone spirit control to plunder the bone spirit essence in the corpse.

It's a pity that the chance of a gray spirit-level undead soul appearing a soul fire crystal is too rare, and there are more than eighty zombies, and not a single crystal has appeared, which makes Wang Qi pout.

"Can you make the enemy come harder?"

In the face of the corpses all over the ground, Wang Qi opened his arms a little forcefully, like a champion gladiator who had killed countless challengers, and he was challenging his enemies with extreme arrogance.

It seems that the heavens in the dark heard his "desire", or the iron rule that pretended to be struck by lightning. A wild roar came from the other side of the street.

Wang Qi turned his head in some surprise and saw that the outer wall of a clothing store had been smashed alive, and a tall, fat body stepped on the rubble and ruins, and walked out of the billowing smoke and dust.

At least three meters tall, and the waist circumference may be close to three meters. Thick and short legs, somewhat struggling to support the flesh-like body, the head is small, there is no nose, but there is a large disproportionate mouth, two eyes are one large and one small, full of bloodshots.

Compared with the two short legs with a somewhat funny size, its arms are much more domineering, at least two meters long, and the arms are thicker than the normal body. In the palm of the grinding disc is also a "machete" made of unknown materials.

Of course, it seemed a bit unfigurative to describe the weapon with a machete, at least the rough shape was wider than the axe, and the not-so-sharp blade was covered with flesh and blood, perhaps after a long time interval, and the residue had turned a dry dark red.

"I ...... ......."

Wang Qi is a little sluggish, Nima, this is the rhythm of winning the lottery, the soul flame-level stitching monster, and it is also a standard war puppet shape! He quickly skipped his gaze over the other party's fat body, and sure enough, not far behind it, he saw a familiar figure - a scavenger!

Without any intention of resisting at all, Wang Qi simply threw away the machete in his hand, turned around and rushed back to the warehouse as fast as he could.

Shao Xiaoyu's advance on the ground seemed to have been completed, but looking at her closed eyes and even breathing, it was obvious that she had fallen asleep again.

Wang Qi didn't care about anything else, took off his coat in three or two, tied the half-naked Shao Xiaoyu behind his back, and then rushed to the furniture store next door along the gap that he had knocked open before.

A loud bang came from behind him, and the stitching monster created by the scavengers was like a human bulldozer, and Wang Qi could imagine the domineering posture of everything that stood in front of him without looking back.

Soul flame level undead, the power of the necromancy in the body has accumulated to a certain extent, the fire of the undead is burning, the flesh has been greatly strengthened, the mutation ability has been improved, and the bone spirit weapons that can be built have also produced certain qualitative changes, such as the white bone shield can resist the direct fire of rifle bullets, and has an independent sense of combat.

Such undead creatures, even in the army of the undead described in the Code of Natural Calamity, belong to the regular level of combat power.

Separated by a whole big realm, Wang Qi did not have the slightest ability to resist in front of the other party. You must know that the more you reach the late stage of advancement, the greater the difference in strength between each realm, and even after the soul flame level, the mid-stage undead can face an early opponent who is ten times their own at one time. And after a big difference, the difference in strength is like a kindergarten child facing a powerful adult strong man.

Escape! All you can do is escape!

Fortunately, this stitching monster is just a combat puppet, although it is scary to look at the strength and defense, but the speed of action and IQ should be weak.

Wang Qi is like a parkour master, constantly passing through the cracks of some buildings, hoping to use these complex terrain to slow down the opponent's movement a little. It's just that the heavy footsteps behind him like a talisman and the roar of those buildings being directly destroyed are still not too far behind.

Finally, a building taller than the surrounding buildings appeared in front of him, Wang Qi raised his hand and shot a thin rope, hooked the outer wall of the building, and then pulled hard, his body rose off the ground, and crossed the two low buildings in front of him at once, towards the roof of a residential building not far away.

But just when he thought he could shake off the other party's entanglement, a dull sound of breaking the air came, and the howling wind pressure made Wang Qi, who was in mid-air, feel a cold chill.

The stitching monster actually threw the giant machete in his hand in his direction......

(The second watch is coming.,Everyone look slowly.,I just got home from work.,Let me take a break and code again.,It's really tired...... ）