Chapter Seventy-Nine: One Man! A knife! (below)
"Quick, stop these things, don't let them in!"
"The gate is almost untenable, a few more people. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"
With the wall as the dividing line, a group of people have run out of bullets, and at this time they can only have primitive cold weapons, which are desperately blocking the progress of the zombies.
There are too many zombies, and the manpower seems to be stretched, and the scene is chaotic.
The only thing that is fortunate is that there is a school wall, and with the stupid behavior pattern of these zombies, they don't know such actions as climbing over the wall.
With reluctant support, he was not broken through the defensive line.
However, it is impossible for the wall to stop it for too long, and if it continues like this, there will always be a day when it will collapse.
When the time comes, everyone will be reduced to food for the zombies.
"Haven't you started retreating yet, what are those guys doing?" Shouting behind him.
The sluggish behavior of the survivors in the school angered the combatants.
If you go on like this, you're really going to leave those guys behind.
However, at this time, a group of people hurriedly ran over, their faces were pale, and they screamed: "Oh no, the back is also surrounded by zombies, and we can't break out." ”
"What?" Hearing the news, everyone was shocked, "How is this possible?" ”
When did these stupid zombies know about blocking the way out?
It's just that at this time, apparently, no one will make such a joke.
"There's no way back!"
There was a "buzzing" sound in the head, and there was a burst of dizziness.
Affected by this news, the entire line of defense was directly messed up, and his expression became confused.
If the retreat is blocked, then they will completely become a trapped beast fight, even if they stop the attack of these zombies for a while, there is no place to escape.
If you continue like this, you will be dying in a slow life.
In the face of this desperate fact, even a person with strong psychological quality cannot remain calm at this time.
The defense line was in disarray, and the attack of the zombie group became more and more fierce.
Click, click!
Cracks in the fence appeared.
"It's not good, block it quickly."
Seeing this, everyone's faces turned pale.
Now that the retreat is blocked, there is no way to let the wall collapse, and the hands are in a hurry.
However, in the crowd, there was a person's expression that never changed, as if the tide of corpses in front of him could not shake his emotions at all, and it was incompatible with such a scene.
This person is none other than Wu Xin.
"Sure enough!"
After hearing this terrible news, his eyes flashed and he was thoughtful.
It is naturally impossible for zombies with only eating instincts to do such a thing, but the tide of corpses in front of them is not simple.
Obviously there was no movement, these zombies seemed to recognize this shelter and attacked, and now the behavior of blocking the back road shows the particularity of these zombies.
His eyes swept over the zombies in front of him, and he looked at the back of the corpses, and the transparent silk threads spread, blooming like flowers.
On those silk threads, the fluctuations of the soul are felt, and they are the soul threads.
Therefore, the average person cannot see this scene.
It seems that there is some kind of mutant among these zombies, which is not only able to control the behavior of other zombies, but also has a certain intelligence.
I just don't know if this mutated zombie is naturally formed or artificially created.
It is precisely for this reason that Wu Xin did not act rashly, but planned to observe the situation first.
But now it seems that if he doesn't make a move, this place will fall.
Wu Xinzhi didn't care about changing places, but the rest of their small group had been through so much, even if their minds were tougher than ordinary people, they were already tired at this time.
What's more, there are quite a few family members of their small group here.
So, you can't just watch this sanctuary fall.
At this moment, I felt a chill, but it was Poison Island Tsuiko's pale face and unconsciously held his hand.
In such a situation, even Poison Island Tsuneko, his hands and feet became cold, and he couldn't help but rely on Wu Xin.
Wu Xin clenched Poison Island's hand with his backhand and smiled at her: "It's going to be fine." ”
Hearing this, Poison Island's heart strangely settled down.
"Yes!"
nodded, with Wu Xin by his side, a surge of courage suddenly surged in his heart.
"I'll go and come back."
Immediately afterward, let go of Poison Island's hand and walked out.
Sou!
With a kick on his feet, he flexibly climbed over the fence and landed in a clearing.
"Ahh
The people around noticed Wu Xin's behavior and couldn't help but exclaim, their faces full of horror.
"What are you doing, come back quickly!"
looked at Wu Xin anxiously and shouted loudly.
Wu Xin seemed to be deaf to the shouts of the people behind him, still unhurried, as if taking a leisurely walk, without any sense of tension.
Roar!
These stupid zombies didn't think about Wu Xin's weird behavior, and when they saw that food was automatically delivered to the door, they rushed up unceremoniously.
Seeing that Wu Xin was about to die under these zombies, the people behind him couldn't bear to look at it.
Buzz –
At the last moment, the air trembled violently, and then a blinding light like the sun rose, and everyone couldn't help but close their eyes.
At a glance, I only felt a faint stinging pain in my skin, as if a sharp blade was hanging over my head.
"What's going on?"
"Where did the light come from?"
The crowd stirred.
The space twisted violently, and the Soul Eater appeared.
Wu Xin's right hand stretched out, with a serious expression, and held the Spirit Devourer.
The next moment, he slowly spit out two words:
"Beginning to solve!"
Recite!
There was a high-pitched sound of swords, and the Soul Devouring Blade kept trembling.
Rumble!
An astonishing aura erupted, blowing a gust of wind that swept the zombies around.
A black aura full of ominous energy filled the air, enveloping Wu Xin's body, looming, incomparably mysterious.
At the same time, the mutation was still not over, the black lines on the blade seemed to come to life, and a strange black light appeared, but the power of the void was also stimulated.
The black light spread towards Wu Xin's arm as if it were alive, and converged on his cheek in the blink of an eye.
Gradually, a black and white lunar mask formed on the face.
Rumble!
The breath erupted again.
Buzz Buzz ......
The air could not withstand the force, and it trembled like a wail.
Feeling the surging power in his body, it seemed that he could destroy the world with his gestures, and Wu Xin couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar.
The next moment, his eyes looked coldly at this tide of corpses, and his body moved.
One person! A knife!
Just took the initiative to meet it.