The full view of the X-7 Vault is easily reminiscent of a world that no one wants to go to, Purgatory.

The bodies of the Vault refugees were nailed to crosses lined with sharp barbs on the sides of the streets of the settlement, or to a telephone pole on the side of the street, and their skin had been plucked out of their bodies as a sign of territory or a symbol of honor, and even days after the X-7 Vault was captured by the 301 Tomahawk Force, the skinless corpses were still dripping with bright red blood.

An unbearable smell of corpses and blood lingered throughout the vast expanse of the X-7 Vault, like the silent screams of the souls of the refugees who had died tragically.

In addition to these territorial symbols and mountains of broken corpses piled up on street corners, the living quarters of the X-7 Vault also have the ubiquitous 301 Tomahawk Unit logo, which is depicted by blood, scribbled by a flaming tomahawk and a mountain of blood-red skeletons under the tomahawk, and of course, human blood and some internal organs and other human contents have also become the 'carpet' and 'ornament' of the X-7's Vault's living quarters.

Wu Fei was walking in this purgatory-like scene at this time, and every step he took would step into a pool of blood that was gradually solidifying, or some ownerless stump and so on.

On both sides of the street, the low houses where the refugees lived were burned by flames, bullet holes, congealed blood, and corpses with many dead bodies.

But Wu Fei, who has seen too many bloody scenes, including the ruins of X-5, did not pay attention to the purgatory environment he was in, but vigilantly paid attention to every corner of the surroundings.

While keeping an eye on his surroundings, Wu Fei's path could not be wrong, as the base and only entrance to the X-7 Minaret was at the end of the line of sight, and the northern part of the X-7 Vault's inhabited area stood out.

"Blame, what about those from the 301 Tomahawk unit? Could it be that Chengdu has disappeared mysteriously? "In Wu Fei's sea of consciousness is the voice of the puzzled Magic Book.

"No way, they must have gathered around the spire, but it shouldn't be that there are not even some sentinels on the periphery." Wu Fei's voice also carried the same doubt.

"Roaring ......"

A sudden low roar and a burst of messy footsteps attracted the attention of Wu Fei who was advancing, and "Witchcraft: Wild Intuition" directly gathered and directly enveloped that direction with Wu Fei's perception.

In the perceptual field of vision, a human figure with messy steps made the corners of Wu Fei's mouth rise.

Standing still, the broadsword 'Ten Thousand Generals' was thrown by Wu Fei's thousand powers, and after setting off a strong air flow like a sharp spear that could tear through space, it pierced through a low and humble house and accurately nailed the figure that flashed in the shadows on the corner of the shelter to the wall of the shelter.

While the figure was still struggling and suffering from the piercing of the abdomen, Wu Fei also took three steps and made two steps to come to the figure.

"You're a fanatic."

These were the first words Wu Fei said when he saw the figure.

The struggling figure in front of Wu Fei's eyes seemed to have half of his body cut straight off, and half of the body of the living corpse was sewn up, which made the man with messy hair in front of Wu Fei's eyes in addition to half of his body becoming a living corpse, and even his face and most of his brain had become a rotting appearance like a living corpse, leaving only a small part of the appearance and skin of a normal human being, but it was the flesh and blood of that small part of a normal human being, but it was also branded with the words 301 and the 301 Tomahawk troop logo.

"You...... Can't stop ...... The ...... of the Lord Gift...... Also...... Can't stop ...... Branson. As if discovering Wu Fei's existence, the half-human, half-living man raised his head, and said with some difficulty but fanatical madness in his severely deformed mouth.

"Holy Lord? I've heard that called, but what is that gift? Wu Fei didn't rush to make a move, but asked the half-human, half-living man in front of him.

"For ...... What the...... No...... What about going to see it? The half-human, half-living man said with difficulty, but a small movement of his left hand, which belonged to a normal human, made Wu Fei lose the meaning of continuing to ask.

"I will, after I smash your head." Wu Fei pulled out the 'Soul of the Behemoth' M500 and held it against the half-human, half-living corpse man, and the severely deformed head pulled the trigger.

The flash of light from the muzzle shattered the deformed life of the half-human, half-living corpse man, and his distorted personality.

'Poof'

After Wu Fei pulled out the big knife 'Ten Thousand Generals', he let the body of the half-human, half-living corpse man lean against the blood-spattered wall, and slowly softened to the ground.

Turning around, as Wu Fei expected, after the half-man pressed a button in his palm with his left hand, a large number of figures immediately surrounded him from all directions.

When they either rushed out of the street corner or crawled from the low houses to appear in Wu Fei's field of vision, Wu Fei found that they were similar to the half-man who was dead behind them, and they all showed signs of different degrees of living corpse body transplantation into human flesh, but they had more metal individual combat suits and modified assault rifles than the half-human man's staggering steps and fragile body.

"If people want to become fanatical, it must be more terrible than a living corpse, sewing the body of a living corpse on the body?" Wu Fei carried the big sword 'Ten Thousand Generals', and looked at the mutated soldiers of the 301 Tomahawk Troop who had reached hundreds in all directions, and suddenly understood why the 301 Tomahawk Corps began to attack various shelters, that is, to expand the force.

And in the encirclement of the 301 Tomahawk troops, you can also see a lot of people who are not wearing metal uniforms, and obviously belong to the refugees in the shelter, which shows that this method of sewing normal humans and living corpses together can also play an absolute control role, as for the others, I am afraid that they also have the painless sense and fear of death of living corpses, and perhaps also have the special ability of special living corpses.

"Fire! He is the demon who prevented the Holy Lord from coming!! Kill him!! "Among the mutant soldiers of the 301 Tomahawk Unit, a man who seemed to be an officer with a high degree of integration with the living corpse gave a sharp order.

"In a way, you're right." As soon as Wu Fei's words fell, his body rushed head-on towards the encirclement that had expanded to hundreds of people like a predatory cheetah as the afterimage passed by.

The dense barrage poured in the blink of an eye, and Wu Fei, who was shrouded in the barrage, immediately disintegrated the broadsword 'Ten Thousand Generals' into a tail blade wrapped in a dark red ribbon with a hilt, and a silver sharp knife, and at almost the same moment, blue-purple electric light began to crackle and shine all over Wu Fei's body, bringing with it the dazzling array of knife shadows under Wu Fei's control.

For a while, the clanging sound couldn't stop ringing, and most of the bullets pouring out from the assault rifles of the mutant soldiers of the 301 Tomahawk Unit were blocked by the sword that had almost covered Wu Fei's figure.

And the mutant soldiers just screamed like living corpses and pulled the trigger, but when they looked up again, Wu Fei was already close in front of them.

Without giving the mutant soldiers any chance, Wu Fei's clenched tail blade and silver sharp knife were like two life-seeking scythes, and he directly cut off the twisted and mutated head of a mutant soldier as soon as they staggered each other.

Rushing into the encirclement, Wu Fei is more like a fierce tiger that pounces into the flock of sheep and keeps harvesting all the creatures that can move in front of him, every time Wu Fei rushes forward with double knives, when the knife shines, a large area of blood mist will be rolled up, and every time he appears next to a mutant soldier, he will bring it or behead him, or behead it, or directly completely separate it from the part of the living corpse, although there are inevitably multiple gunshot wounds or bite marks on his body, but Wu Fei continues to kill with a blank face, but once new scars appear on his body, there will always be a silver soul mist attached to it that outsiders can't see, and the bleeding will be stopped in time.

Unlike when using the broadsword 'Ten Thousand Generals', Wu Fei, who uses double knives, does not have the savage and domineering style when he uses the broadsword 'Ten Thousand Generals', but he has the agility and speed of a cheetah, and Wu Fei, who has increased by three points in speed, has become more difficult to capture his figure, and has become like a god of death who wantonly plunders human lives on the battlefield.

"Enough! All believers stand down! ”

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