Demon Dance (White Emperor Yu Bai)

The world is already very small, very small, and the small can't accommodate any weak existence~!

The world is big, big, big enough to accommodate all the powerful beings in the world~!

Superfluous, sooner or later will be abandoned, this is the unquestionable law of survival in the last days~!

Qicheng, the night is like ink, it is desolate under the moonlight, three or two zombies are wandering on the street unconsciously, and a faint blood is also permeating this remote street.

In the small space of the garbage heap, the young man turned pale and witnessed the three-headed zombie in his sight killing and eating his companion.

At this time, his companion's eyes were still wide, as if he were dead, and he stared blankly at the place where the boy was hiding.

"It's you who are unkind, you can't blame me for being unjust, it's you who first used me to lure zombies, this is the punishment you deserve~!" The young man kept reciting the language like a scripture in his heart.

As the minutes passed, he gradually calmed down.

From a pile of garbage cans, watching the three zombies drift away, he tentatively crawled out of the garbage heap.

With a machete in one hand that he had gotten out of nowhere, his eyes were wary of his surroundings as he surveyed his companion in front of him.

"Zombies will bite, and many people who bite will become zombies, I remember that these people who become zombies have a common characteristic, that is, their heads are intact~!"

The young man continued to analyze what he had seen and heard before, and slowly a clear line of thought appeared in his mind: "Brain, yes, there must be something wrong with the zombie's brain~!"

Suddenly, the young man's eyes lit up, looking at the intact brain of his companion on the ground, and suddenly he shuddered, and he didn't think that the machete in his hand would suddenly cut at the limbs of his dead companion on the ground.

"It's not that I'm unjust, it's that you're unkind first, I want to live, you're my experiment to live, I want to find a way to live~!" muttered over and over again, and the movements of his hands became faster and faster.

Blood splattered on the boy's face, and the boy kept moving, and he forced himself to keep his eyes open, staring at the blood splash of his companion in front of him.

He knew in his heart that in order to live, he had to adapt to this, and it was undoubtedly the best test for a dead man.

In the first minute, he cut off his companion's left hand on the ground, and he took a few breaths, and in two minutes he cut off one of his companion's thighs, and in three minutes, the last thigh was chopped off by him, along with the rest of his arm.

At the same time, the eyes of his companion on the ground suddenly opened, and the blue-gray eyeballs looked like a wild beast, full of numbness.

The boy was slightly stunned by the sudden death and resurrection of his companion, but then he immediately reacted, and he quickly retreated some distance with a machete covered in blood, staring at his companion on the ground.

"Sure enough, as I expected, as long as your head is okay, you will become a zombie, but now that you have lost your limbs, there is still no threat to me~!"

The boy took off his coat and slowly wiped the blood off his body, watching the companion who wanted to pounce on him with needles on the ground, but because of the loss of limbs, he could only rely on his head and struggle twice from time to time.

"Now it's time for me to see what's in your's head?" muttered the young man, carrying the machete that had not been wiped out of his blood, and walked towards his companion again.

Bang~!

The machete landed on his companion's head with a muffled thud before being flicked high.

Rubbing his arm that was a little numb, the young man looked at his companion who only had a layer of flesh and blood on his forehead, and a wry smile appeared on his face, but then he immediately gritted his teeth and slashed down again.

If one knife doesn't work, two knives, two knives won't work, three knives, and he has a strong feeling in his heart that there must be something protecting in the zombie's head.

Bang~!Bang~!Bang~!

......

He didn't know how many knives he had, but he felt as if his hands had completely disobeyed, and the machete was almost all over the blade from the tip to the hilt.

Suddenly, the companion on the ground lost his struggle, and lay motionless on the ground, a finger-wide gap in his companion's head, and streams of fishy brains continued to flow out.

"As I expected~!" Suddenly, his eyes saw a reflection light light up from his companion's brain, and he suddenly felt happy in his heart, and when he looked closely, he saw a transparent white crystal the size of a fingernail shell lying quietly in his companion's mind.

"No, you can't use your hands directly~!" originally wanted to take out this crystal directly, but he suddenly thought of something, and stretched out his hand for a slight pause.

looked at the machete that had been curled, his eyes lit up, and then he carefully controlled the machete and pulled it into the zombie's skull.

Bang~!

With a slight force, the young man watched a flash of light fly out of the zombie's head, and suddenly his face was happy, and he quickly chased after him.

"What is this?" carefully picked up the crystal from a plastic bag found in the garbage heap, and the young man wondered a little in his heart.

Roar~!

"Oh no, those zombies are back again~!" Suddenly a roar came, the young man's face immediately changed, he glanced at the blood stains all over his body, and ran towards the other side of the street without thinking about pinching the crystal in his hand.

Roar~!

However, everything was like a joke, and another roar suddenly came from the boy's escape direction.

"~!" Spit out a mouthful of saliva, the young man's face changed, he looked at the blocked streets on the left and right, and suddenly rushed directly to a tall building on both sides of the street.

This doesn't work~!

I have the smell of blood on my body, and the zombies will definitely find mine~!

He thought to himself as he ran quickly upstairs.

The elevator doesn't work, the stairs are the only way to the upper floors, and if I have a sharp weapon that can quickly slash zombies, I can definitely use these places to jam these zombies.

But now......

He glanced at the machete in his hand, and couldn't help but feel bitter in his heart.

He snatched the knife from his companion while he was not paying attention, and then hid it in the pile, dodging the zombies, and watching his companions be killed by the zombies.

But it was clear that this machete, which was originally what it was, was not as useful to him as an iron rod at this time.

"What to do?" he said, pushing all the furniture, or other things in his sight, towards the stairs, blocking them.

But it was clear that he wanted to block the staircase in a short period of time, which was simply unrealistic.

"If you give me a magic weapon, I will definitely be able to deal with all these zombies~!" he thought to himself, suddenly making a movement in his hand, and looking at the stone roulette wheel in front of him with a suspicious expression.

He could be sure that a minute ago, there was nothing at all, but now there was an inexplicable extra roulette wheel.