Syllable!

Bang Bang!

The sound of an unknown blunt object striking steel was unusually harsh in the silent ruins.

The seven or eight remaining soldiers of the Revival Demon Hunter Club kicked open the half-rotten gate and desperately rushed out of the terrible forbidden building behind them.

The Doomsday Singer is terrifying, it is simply not something that people, demons, all kinds of monsters and even angels can withstand.

The Devil's plan to revive the Demon Hunter's quest was also declared bankrupt, and although the evil star left, he still did not abandon the top floor of the building as his lair.

The abnormal movements of some time ago and the secrets buried in the decisive battle point are still unearthed.

"Retreat immediately, don't wait for the others, they are caught by the Doomsday Song, there is no hope of survival at all!"

The leading soldier's face was still extremely frightened, and the encounter on the line of life and death made him tremble slightly.

At this moment, there was a sound from the communicator, and it was a message from the command.

"Plan failed, return immediately, satellites detect another wave approaching you, immediately ... Zla... Zla... ”

"Get in the car!"

Syllable!

Syllable!

The sound of blunt pounding was once again heard in the silent ruins of the streets.

The soldiers turned their heads to look, and fear regained their minds.

With this building as the center of the decisive battle, it is not for nothing that the radius of ten kilometers is within the forbidden area.

Although the Doomsday Singer is invincible, she at least will not move her nest, but only guards the one-third of an acre on the top floor of the decisive battle point, and never takes the initiative to provoke others.

But the Doomsday Singer isn't the only one in the forbidden area.

The sound of heavy footsteps was getting closer and closer, and a strong man in the shape of a two-meter-tall man slowly walked and stopped more than a hundred meters from the armored car.

The muscular man wears the apron of a slaughterhouse butcher covered in dark red blood.

The apron was covered with a coverall, which resembled a rubber protective suit, and he wore thick black leather gloves in his right hand, and held a hammer with numerous spikes in the palm of his hand.

The other hand was cut off with a full arm, and a long, sharp chainsaw was manually installed.

The butcher had no head, a large rusty safe replaced the head, and the round twisting combination lock on the front of the iron cabinet seemed to double as an eye.

Bang! Bang!

The box butcher raised the spiked hammer in his right hand and struck the safe on his head three more times.

Only then did the soldiers discover that the Boxy Butcher was carrying a larger, rusty safe behind his back.

"Ahhhh

A muffled roar emanated from the safe, and with the screeching sound of the chainsaw starting to spin, the box butcher began to charge at the remaining soldiers.

Dada!

The submachine guns immediately began to pour bullets, and the soldiers quickly ran to the nearest armored vehicle as they fired.

"Hurry up, get out of this damn area!"

The box monster butcher, who was constantly being shot, did not care at all and continued to rush towards the armored car.

Bang dang!

The huge safe behind him slammed to the ground as the Monster Butcher charged, and the door slowly opened.

A pale and stiff arm stretched out, constantly slashing at the potholed ground.

There seemed to be an endless stream of blood in the cabinet, which flowed with the open door, and in a few moments it condensed into a small pool of blood.

"Ahh A laugh resembling a doomsday singer came from the cupboard.

Subsequently...

A creeping woman made entirely of decomposing corpses and stinking flesh quickly crawled out of the safe, her long black hair parted in the middle, revealing her stiff, pale face.

Pitch-black eyes, no nose, and a large mouth that seemed to be torn apart by force.

"Grass! Sadako Flesh!" the soldiers who were trying to climb into the armored car were stunned.

The most terrible murderous monsters that those veterans summed up with their lives are now seeing three of them in the forbidden area in a few minutes, do you want anyone to live!

The armored car slammed into action, and a soldier maneuvered a heavy machine gun to vent a barrage at the box monster butcher, and although he could not kill the monster, the strong resistance significantly slowed down his charge.

"Let's go, let's go!" the armored car turned around and sped off towards the street behind it, and the remaining soldiers didn't want to stay in this hellish place for a moment.

But they don't seem to be able to leave.

Flesh Sadako crawled towards the armored car at a rocket-like speed, gravity didn't seem to work on her at all, whenever there was an obstacle ahead, Flesh Sadako jumped like a frog, stuck to the wall next to her and continued to crawl rapidly, Newton and his old man saw this scene, the coffin board was estimated to spiral into the sky.

The creeping female ghost was so fast that the soldiers couldn't aim and fire at all.

At this moment, there was a sudden roar from the top of the armored car, and the soldiers operating the heavy machine guns immediately let out a terrible scream.

A few seconds later, his bloodied lower body collapsed into the armored vehicle, and his upper body was gone.

"Aha ”

The mad tearing sound was accompanied by the laughter of Sadako Flesh, which made the soldiers in the car simply collapse.

However, they seem to have hit a lot of luck and should not be killed.

An unexpected presence inadvertently came to the rescue

"Ahh La-la... La-la-la-la... ”

Although the humming voice that reached the soul was not loud, it overpowered the laughter of the flesh and blood in an instant, and the crawling female ghost seemed to be stunned, looking up at the top of the building.

The Doomsday Singer's trademark dancing strips of white cloth and waist-length black hair slowly emerge from the edge of the ruins on the top floor.

The surviving soldiers were in despair.

Okay, wait for death, this is still a yarn!

But something is wrong, why is the Doomsday Singer suddenly willing to leave her one-third of an acre of land?

"La-la... ”

"Giggles, hahahahaha... ”

The song stopped abruptly, and the next second it was replaced by laughter before preparing to attack.

"Ahhhh

The Doomsday Song's attention was completely drawn to the noisy box monster butcher and Sadako Flesh, and he didn't look at the armored car that seized the opportunity to gallop desperately.

Whistling down, he instantly floated in front of the box monster butcher, who roared frantically, wielding a chainsaw and hammer to attack the Doomsday Singer in vain.

A pair of fingernail claws gripped the box butcher's shoulders tightly, and the mouth behind the long black hair began to glow white.

The box monster butcher suddenly shuddered violently, and white energy began to gush out of the crack in the safe on his head, converging into a small stream that was slowly sucked into the mouth of the Doomsday Songist.

Bang dang!

The rusty safe fell to the ground, and the box butcher's muscular body began to decay rapidly, turning into a puddle of foul-smelling mud in less than a minute.

The Doomsday Singer floated at teleportation speed to Sadako's massive safe, wandering around the tightly locked safe several times.

Then she stretched out her right arm, easily lifted the seemingly heavy iron cabinet, and flew back towards the top floor area.

The ruins repeated the silence again, leaving only the biting cold wind howling and the muffled thunder sounding from time to time.

A few hours later, the box monster butcher's safe suddenly shook.

A pile of foul-smelling rotting flesh flowed from the cracks in the chest, slowly wriggling on the ground, collecting the old wreckage by the way.

Soon, the box monster butcher came back to life.

After turning around a few times, he didn't find the safe of the flesh and blood, and let out an angry and unwilling roar.

At this time, the box monster butcher found more than a dozen corpses on the street, both human and demonic.

So he took a slow step and began to collect the corpses.

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