As we went deeper, everything shrouded in darkness became more and more terrifying.

Gradually, everyone began to regret their decision a little bit, although they were all mentally prepared before taking action. But if you come to such a place, even if there is nothing in it, you will still be tortured to death by this harsh environment that exceeds the limits of human bearing.

They began to feel tired, their limbs weakened, and deep in the cavern, there seemed to be a lack of air to keep them awake. By this time, they had walked for five hours, but they still did not see the end of the cave.

Amid the roar of the "Frost Mecha" turbine, Frank Mire seemed to hear something. What is that? Maybe it's the echo of death. A figure gradually emerged in the darkness, and everyone felt a chill in their hearts, and everyone's heart rose to their throats, which made them tremble uncontrollably.

The lights converged in the same place, and under the light, there was a standing rotting corpse. The corpse was dressed like a maid, and the Gulag had never been dressed like that.

The corpses, whose skin had peeled off and their muscles were rotting, were walking stiffly and slowly approaching them. It was a terrible corpse of a woman, the muscles of her face rotting away, revealing a pale skull, her withered body covered with maggots and rats, and a huge bloody wound that exposed all her internal organs. She didn't have any expression, because of the rotten face, she couldn't see her expression at all.

Everyone tensed their nerves and raised their AK47 rifles in their hands, ready to attack. The five prison guards who followed behind the "Frost Mecha" couldn't help but retreat at this time.

The woman in front of me, who didn't know whether she was dead or alive, didn't look as huge as the monster before, but it was even more miserable and chilling. This terrible scene, which could not have been possible in a nightmare, now stands alive before their eyes. The fear of death instantly locked their hearts, making their blood still in their veins, and making it impossible for them to breathe.

Fraser and Raul were completely dumbfounded, staring at the moving wreckage in front of them with wide eyes.

While the five guards quickly retreated, Frankmir raised his machine gun and quickly stepped forward. He raised his AK47 rifle aloft in his hand, intending to attack immediately and stop the rotting creature from continuing to approach them.

At this moment, only a loud noise was heard, and the hole was instantly enveloped in black smoke and dust, and then the smoke and dust slowly dispersed.

From the cannon on the left shoulder of the "Frost Mecha", a huge cannonball was fired, blowing the walking dead in front of everyone's eyes to pieces. The shattered, rotting body fell to the ground, and after a few struggles, he stiffened and never moved again.

This guy looks unusually disgusting and terrifying, but compared to the monsters he has encountered before, it is simply a world of difference, which seems to be a little vulnerable. If you encounter such monsters, as long as you have enough weapons, maybe no one will be afraid, but they will feel a little disgusting.

Kafka was very happy with his attacks, which greatly boosted his self-confidence. At the moment, he didn't know that this was nothing more than a derivative of CTC technology, and it was a huge failure of this technology. Far less than CTC technology, the biochemical monsters created can self-repair and self-evolve. Such zombies that are stiff and have no ability to repair themselves are just subsidiary derivatives of the saliva mold of biochemical monsters, which are just people who retain basic physiological needs and are not dead.

However, the ignorant are fearless, and in Kafka's opinion, the zombies he killed just now were no different from the monsters they had encountered before, and it was only because they didn't find the right way that Franky Mir was in the limelight.

As long as you can seize the opportunity and kill with one blow, you can easily defeat the monster, and this attack in front of you is the best example.

At first glance, these biochemical monsters really have nothing to fear.

Self-confidence gave Kafka endless motivation, and Kafka quickened the pace of the "Frost Mech" and walked towards the dark abyss. The five prison guards followed, and it seemed that the idea of relying on the "frost mecha" was completely correct, which made their nervous hearts finally calm down a little.

Fraser and Raul were startled by the sudden zombies, but they didn't care too much about such a small episode. The outstanding performance of the "Frost Mecha" also made them far underestimate that the dangers that might arise ahead were far from as easy as they imagined. They hadn't seen a monster that could evolve, and they wouldn't have known how terrifying it was.

Only Yulia felt a little uneasy, perhaps because she was a woman, and women were always more sensitive and neurotic than men. As she was too close to Frank Mir, Frank Mimir sensed her uneasiness.

"What's wrong?" Frankimir asked in a low voice, his voice so low that only he and Yulia could hear.

"It's okay, I'm just feeling a little breathless." Yulia said in a trembling voice.

"It's going to be fine, Kafka did a great job. I'm still here, don't worry. Frankimir said, involuntarily placing his hand on Yulia's shoulder. He didn't mean to be frivolous, just subconsciously moved, wanting to comfort the frightened woman in front of him.

He realizes that no matter how capable and stubborn Yulia is, she is still a woman, a woman who needs to be cared for by a man like any other woman.

Yulia felt the warmth and strength coming from Frankimir's arm, which soothed her tense nerves a lot, and she no longer felt so scared. A strong sense of security instantly surrounded her, and she seemed to be a different person. The cowardly little woman no longer exists, she has become confident, brave and fearless.

In Yulia's heart, there was an unprecedented feeling, this feeling brought her warmth and courage, which made Yulia feel that as long as Frankimir was by her side, even if it was a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, she would not be afraid or afraid, and she had enough courage to face it, but this courage and confidence did not come from herself.

As they walked along, they encountered several zombies that were crumbling and rotting. Kafka's effortlessness in blowing them to pieces made him more and more confident, and with victory in sight, perhaps the answer was only one step away from them.

Finally, when the dark cavern came to an end, they saw a faint light coming in from ahead, and everyone was excited, and they quickened their pace, and rushed towards the front, even if they were no longer afraid of the dead bodies, they still desperately longed for fresh air.

The deep despair and endless fear of the past have long been forgotten, and they are about to unlock the answer to this mysterious hole.