Sheena stepped forward with a syringe: "Lorne, have you made up your mind?"

Lorne leaned against the head of the bed and didn't speak. The world just sounded terrible, first the streets were full of corpses, then mutated earth dogs, and now these hunters are still talking.

Lorne didn't know why he crawled out of the pile of dead people, didn't know if he belonged in this world, and didn't know why his memories were gone. Everything seemed like a huge conspiracy, and vaguely, he felt that it was all inseparable from the old calling.

But everyone is here, so what else can be done?

Now that you're here, let's join them in reclaiming what belongs to humanity.

Lorne took a deep breath, "Please help me get an injection." ”

Sheena nodded, walked over, and stabbed the tip of the needle into Lorne's left wrist, slowly pushing the serum in. Samuel whispered, "Good luck." ”

The syringe was empty, and Lorne felt a mosquito-biting itch running up his veins and all over his body. His eyes rolled suddenly, and a deep voice sounded in his head, and the moment passed.

"How does it feel?" asked Samuel. He actually had some expectations, it stands to reason that the serum with an efficacy of 5 should not be enough to break through the threshold of the basic ability, but since Lorne can resist inferior monsters, maybe the threshold is also low?

Lorne didn't answer, and was stunned for a moment, as if he was full of power. He got out of bed, grabbed the bedside table with one hand, and lifted it up with ease.

"Brute force is activated. Same as Bawin. Samuel clapped his hands, "Welcome to join us." ”

Lorne put down the bedside table, and only felt effortless, as if that little serum had made him several times more powerful. He was about to speak, when he heard Erin's screams outside: "Samuer, Samur!"

Samur was startled and hurriedly rushed out of the room, and Sheena quickly followed. Lorne didn't know what was going on and ran out. This is supposed to be one of the barnkeeper's rooms, located on the second floor, with a large, pitch-black barn underneath, and a courtyard outside the barn, with an iron fence gate and wooden wall.

"Coming, coming......" Erin's voice trembled, pointing in the direction of the gate, "a lot!"

There were two other men in the courtyard, one with a tall bald head and black stripes tattooed on his face, and the other slightly weak, tall and thin, dressed like hunters.

Samuel whispered, "Erin, go into the barn and hide with Sheena." Bawin, Luther, prepare!"

Erin shouted, "Let's get in the carriage and leave!

Samuel took the binoculars in her hand, looked into the dim distance, and shook his head: "It's too late, go into the barn." ”

Erin had no choice but to obey as a non-combatant and ran into the barn with Sheena and locked the door. Lorne stood in the courtyard a little dazed, he instinctively wanted to hide with Erin, but suddenly remembered that he was already a hunter.

"Samuel, what's coming?" asked Lorne.

"If you read that right, it's the townsfolk of Woodtown. Their corpses have been contaminated, turned into monsters, and are coming this way. Samuel whispered, "Twenty seconds to go." ”

The bald man named Bawen picked up a short-handled meat cleaver on the table and wiped the blade with his hand. The blade is approximately rectangular and thick, with several white barbs on the back of the knife that look like the teeth of a giant creature.

Luther, however, took no weapon and stood behind Bavin, alongside Samuel. Lorne looked around with his hands empty, and finally found an iron rake that pulled rice, which he grasped with one hand, very light.

"Hey, boy, it looks like you're getting brute force. Ba Wen suddenly turned around, "It's good that I found you today and dragged you back, otherwise you would have been gnawed to pieces by now." ”

"Thank you. Lorne took a deep breath. It turned out that it was he who saved himself outside the barn today.

Bawen walked to the barred door, laughed, and pulled the door open. Almost at the same time, Lorne saw a black tide surging in the distance, rushing towards the barn, accompanied by a strange scream.

They were fast, and Lorne was frightened and took a step back. It's not so fast at dusk, how can it become so terrifying after nightfall!

Samur's eyes glared suddenly, and a ring of blood appeared in his pupils, which slapped to his waist, and two crossbows were held in his hands, staggered in front of his chest. The trigger was pulled, and dozens of silver-white arrows kept sweeping out, knocking down the humanoid monsters in the front formation.

Lorne looked over and saw that the arrows seemed to have eyes, pointing right in the middle of the monster's head, and none of them were skewed. Maybe that's Samuel's ability.

At the end of Samuel's first round, the two crossbows collided together, and he withdrew the empty arrow magazine, pinned it to his waist, and added a new arrow magazine.

During this time, a circle of blood appeared on the hands of a tall man named Luther, and with each wave of his hand, two blood-colored fireballs flew out, igniting the approaching demons.

Soon, the tide of monsters was reduced by nearly a third, but it still did not stop. Lorne froze in place, not knowing what he could do, so he clutched the iron rake in his hand.

After a few seconds, the army of monsters finally rushed into the barn, like a torrent of land. There were quite a few demons stuck on the railing of the iron gate, frantically waving their black claws and letting out oozing screams. The light of the barn's fire lit up their faces, full of devastation.

Lorne frowned, and his stomach rolled again. Ba Wen laughed wildly, brandishing a huge meat cleaver and rushing into the encirclement of the demons, slashing at will with brute force, and the black objects kept flying in the moonlight.

Samuel continued to shoot with both hands, Luthor supported with blood magic, and Bawin slashed and laughed among the monsters, and the three of them did not say a word, but they cooperated very tacitly. Lorne was stunned, only to see that the number of monsters had plummeted, and soon there were less than a third.

Suddenly, Luthor exclaimed, "Be careful!" Four or five earth dogs hiding at the feet of the demon suddenly rushed out, their mouths cracked, and they bit Bawen!

Bawen was slashing passionately, not noticing the situation at his feet, only feeling a cracking pain in his right leg and under his ribs. He gritted his teeth and snorted, losing strength in his right hand. Seeing this, Lorne rushed forward with an iron rake in a few steps, and swung it violently, knocking several earth dogs to the ground.

"Die, die!" Lorne saw the dogs as if he had seen his father's killer, and struck them with an iron rake with a fierce resentment! Several of the dogs were quickly slapped to pieces and motionless, and Lorne turned to the mutant townsfolk again, and swept over with a rake, and half of his face was gone.

"Get out of the way!" Samur shouted, and a curtain of crossbow arrows shot out.

Bawen endured the pain, and hid aside with Lorne in one hand, the arrow pierced the heads of the monsters, and Luther continued to attack with blood balls, and in less than ten seconds, the last monsters were also cleared, and the black pressure was piled up in the courtyard and doorway, black blood all over the ground.

Ba Wen gasped for air, clutched the bleeding wound under his ribs, and forced a smile: "Oops. ”

Samur hurriedly called Sheena and Erin out of the barn to prepare the serum. Hina didn't dare to slack off, hurried to the side of the carriage, suddenly remembered something, and said in horror: "No, no!"

"What can't be done!" said Samuel, a little anxious.

"Bawen only injected the serum three hours ago, and if he wants to inject it now, I'm afraid he'll be out of balance!"