Remember [Burning Library] quickly, and provide book friends with a comfortable and reliable novel reading network without pop-ups. (Say.b.) New) Biochemical Apocalyptic Dragon Warden: Updated 24――25:59:49. Seeing Hudson's tragic situation, Dia excitedly cursed in her heart. He has seen a lot of this kind of scene, in fact, there is no need to make such a fuss. Small. b. New

The reason why he was so excited was that his optic nerve was stimulated by the bloody tragedy in front of him to fluctuate autonomously, and this fluctuation stimulated the strengthening cells in his body to produce strong pulse waves, which in turn affected his emotions. 79435

Dia was very upset about her uncontrollable emotional performance. Calmness has always been his magic weapon for survival in the last days. Now that he is stimulated by pulse waves, he will be shocked when he sees a corpse, how will he mix it up in the future?

"Damn, I can't get out of control, I can't!"

With his strong will, he forcibly suppressed the agitation in his heart, and he regained his composure, and the pulse waves in his body also became calm.

The 43 rooms in front of me are a suite of superior suites with a long entrance. Curtains were hanging in the living room connecting the entrance, and the room was very dimly lit.

Dia leaned over and looked in from the hallway, and saw from a distance that the sofa in the living room had cracked, the coffee table had been shattered, and there were large patches of blood on the floor, obviously showing signs of a fight.

I don't know if the innermost window in the living room was open or the glass was broken, but the wind blew in from the outside and blew the curtains slowly.

Under the window sat the corpse of a man, also headless, sitting against the wall. The light that came in through the cracks in the flickering curtains, the light and shade changed just to hit the corpse's chest covered in black blood and rotting neck, and it felt like adding visual effects to it, which was particularly eerie.

Stepping past Hudson's corpse, Dia cautiously stepped through the door with her sword in hand. The stench in the room was very strong, and as soon as she entered the entrance, Dia felt that her nose was sour.

Such a strong smell indicates that there are definitely not only two corpses in this house, and this is likely to be a stronghold of an infected person.

Just in case, Dia took off the Colt pistol from her waist, held the gun in her left hand and the sword in her right hand, and walked step by step along the entrance to the dimly lit living room.

Looking closer, there was no sign of the infected in the dimly lit living room, and the hissing of the infected in the room came from the hallway leading from the living room to the bedroom. Those infected are supposed to be in their bedrooms.

Listening to the continuous low hissing, Dia's spirit gradually tightened, and at the same time, the faint pulse waves in his body stimulated his senses to become extremely sharp. At this time, it was as if a needle had fallen to the ground, and he could hear it clearly. I really didn't expect that the enhanced transformation would bring him so many benefits.

As she was about to enter the living room, Dia heard what seemed to be squirming on the ceiling at the entrance to the entrance. He looked up with a little head, and saw a middle-aged female infected person with her upper body exposed, lying on the ceiling like a big lizard!

“……！”

Scolding again!

The female infected mutated into purple-black skin, which was very hidden in the dimly lit living room, and it had small suction cups on its hands and toes that were attached to the ceiling, so that it could defy gravity and lie on the ceiling.

Dia poked her head out of the hallway, and although the horn on his forehead was exposed, the female infected didn't see him, and its strange face that looked like a rotten maggot was turning around.

The mutated purple tongue is like a gecko, and from time to time it is about to stick out of its mouth and suck twice, and the female infected person's ghostly eyes, which look particularly purple in the dimness, viciously lit up every inch of space around her, and that expression, as if it saw something alive, it would immediately pounce!

"Click." As the female infected sticks out her tongue, a drop of saliva falls on the floor in front of Dia's feet. Dia's heart twitched at the small voice. Without hesitation, he had already decided to strike first. It's hard to get rid of being targeted by a vicious female shapeshifting infected, and he doesn't want the rotten-faced female monster to pounce on him from the sky.

Silently raised the Colt pistol in his left hand, and fired a quick burst at a close range of only two meters.

"Poof!" The silenced bullet burst through the muzzle and burrowed into the back of the female infected's head, exiting through the temple on the right side of her forehead. A pool of purple-black blood suddenly appeared on the ceiling.

The distance was so close that the female infected person didn't have time to react, and after being shot, her neck softened, her head hung down on its side, and her face was tilted towards the entrance of the entrance.

At this time, the dying it saw Dia, and its purple eyes suddenly showed a vicious look, and it instinctively wanted to pounce on Dia. But as soon as the suction cup in its hand was released, its body completely softened, and the viciousness in its eyes became eternally sluggish.

"Bang!" The female infected fell from the roof of the house and collapsed to the ground like a puddle of boneless mud.

The loud sound of the ground startled the infected in the bedroom.

"Giggles!" The low hiss coming from the hallway was noticeably sharper.

Dia quickly pulled herself back to the entrance, and looked vigilantly at the entrance of the corridor where the voices of the infected were dense, and saw two emaciated red-eyed male dragon infected people jumping out of it.

Their faces had changed dramatically compared to their previous appearances, but Dia recognized that the young male dragon with a white body and a row of freshly formed scars on his waist was Luxor! One of the dragons who came to the party in the spare room that night.

Before his death, Luxor was a rather handsome male little white dragon, with very white scales all over his body, and his face revealed a charm that was irresistible to female comrades, especially popular with female dragons. But at this time, although the scales are still white, the skin has been torn, the exposed flesh has turned dark red, the face is emaciated like a dry corpse, the mouth that once made the female dragon shake intoxicated, I don't know who tore off a large piece of flesh, and the mouth that can't be closed is exposed with two rows of sharp fangs, which looks extremely disgusting.

"Roar!" Seeing Dia at the entrance at a glance, Luxor's scarlet fierce pupils shrank for a moment, and with a low roar, its limbs rushed towards Dia like a leopard. It's as fast as a Ferrari sports car!

The red-eyed male dragon infected next to Luxor also rushed over!

Seeing that there were only two first-order agile infected, Dia calmly inserted the pistol back into his belt, and met him with a cold face and a sword with one hand.

In less than a second, the two sides were six meters closer and clashed together.

"Roar!" Luxor let out a low roar from the bottom of his throat, sprang to his feet, and raised his mutated claws like a ball of exploding blood, grabbing Dia's cheek.

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