"They want us to know how dangerous zombies are?" Caroline opened her hands and her sharp nails popped out, "Then let them see how dangerous we are!"

The zombie swarm ran and pounced, her feet flicked like a tiger into a flock, her claws waved one after another, and any zombie who dared to approach her was knocked out, leaving a deep wound on her body. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Hermione stood behind Caroline, her wand fluttering, the Dao Charm bringing up the light, and every zombie that was hit was either petrified or bound, but unsurprisingly incapacitated.

The two girls showed their might for a while, and the zombies who originally ran towards them to find trouble immediately stopped their steps and turned to Roger with a big turn...

Not only that, but he also found reasons for himself.

Zombie A: "We are zombies, but we are also gentlemen, how can we do it to the beautiful lady?"

Zombie B: "Yes, even if you have been dead for many years, there are things that you can't lose..."

Zombie C: "Come on, let that living man see the strength of our zombies!"

Zombie D: "Whoa!!"

Roger stood there and listened to the undisciplined words of the monsters, digging his nose.

In terms of strength alone, he is not too powerful than two girls, but if you want to really fight, ten Hermione and ten Carolines are not enough.

And Roger was ruthless enough, he didn't have any intention of keeping his hands at all, and when these dead bodies got close enough, he flicked his fingers, pouted, and the raging flames instantly swept away the seven or eight zombies within the range in front of him.

Their dry, tattered clothes were ignited in an instant, and the flames scorched their rotting bodies with a slight crackling sound.

"Woo! It's fire! It's dangerous!!" The zombie group that was originally attacking instantly rioted, stopped the car more quickly, and jumped to stand far away in place and said cruel words:

Zombie E: "Bastard arsonist!"

Zombie F: "Bastard!

Zombie G: "Stay away from me, what if it burns us!!" said to the zombies who were on fire...

Zombie D: "Whoa!!"

The three of Roger looked at each other, and they felt like they were funny... Do you dare to be serious? Roger can't do it anymore.

The zombies, who were completely disgusted by the crowd, stood alone in front of Roger, the flames quickly burning up the fabric on their bodies, the rotten flesh on their bodies being burned black and emitting a disgusting smell, but the flames gradually extinguished.

The original blue-black skin turned completely black this time, but these burns were not even injuries to the zombies.

Roger blinked, it looked like these things weren't easy to die, they were zombies after all, they weren't technically living creatures.

That being the case...

"Thunderbolt explosion! shattered bones! Flames raging! Shattered! Blades without a shadow! Ten thousand bullets fired in unison!"

Attack spells shot mercilessly out of Roger's wand and hit the zombie hordes standing behind them firing their mouth cannons.

Crackling, Ding Zero, the zombies instantly became miserable, explosions, flames, blades, and shots all brought great damage to their flesh. There are those who are missing arms and legs, those who have been ejaculated into honeycombs, those who have rotten flesh cut into fishnet stockings, and those who are unlucky enough to move their heads.

The worst one was the zombie who had been burned once in front of him, and this time he was hit several times by the Splinter Charm, and his entire body was dismantled into several parts.

"Hey, didn't you say you wanted to live, why did you do it so ruthlessly?" Hermione whispered as she stabbed Roger from behind.

The boy put down his wand, turned his head and said, "I just said that I wanted to live, and I didn't say that I wanted to catch them all alive, not to mention that these things don't die so easily..."

As he spoke, he pointed to the zombie on the ground, with its hands, feet, arms, head and body separated, the thing was moving all its movable parts, struggling to move away from Roger, and the fingers on its hands and feet were lucky not to be separated, which caused the hands and feet to move too fast, leaving the head, body and arms far behind.

This is true of zombies that have been dismantled into parts, not to mention the hordes of zombies that have already been parked in the distance.

The zombies who were originally squatting with their heads in their hands to reduce the chance of being shot stopped when they saw the magic, stood up suddenly, turned around and ran away with great momentum.

Running back and running, this group of teases still refused to suffer, and shouted nonsense:

Zombie H: "Bastard!

Zombie I: "Wait there!Grandpa Zombie is here to clean you up!!"

Zombie D: "Whoa!!"

Looking at this menacing posture, I didn't look at the form of the scene and thought that it was Roger who ran away...

"What's the matter, to chase or not to chase?" said Caroline, eager to move her feet.

"Can you find the direction you can come back after you? I can't help but look for you one by one... It's too much trouble, so let's wait with peace of mind. Roger shook his head and said unceremoniously.

These zombies weren't the kind of second-class cripples who moaned and staggered, and their speed was simply top-notch, and they disappeared into the fog with just two sentences.

Roger didn't take out his compass either, and with the call of being weakened by the fog before he was able to pull away, he chased after him in third gear.

"Bang, bang, bang!" After a few rounds of explosions at his feet, the boy had already caught up with the zombie army.

The zombie at the end of the team turned his head when he heard the strange sound, and instantly sped up to overtake several other zombies: "Wow, ahh

Zombie J: "Bastard!!How could he be so fast!!"

Zombie K: "No way! I can only make a special move!!"

Zombie D: "Whoa!!"

As soon as the words fell, the zombie group's running action stopped, lowered their heads and crossed their waists, held their knees and gasped for breath, and even lay directly on the ground: "Phew, hoo, no, I'm so tired... Can you chase us later?"

"Poof...!!Your physical strength is too poor!" Roger couldn't help but complain, it's not that he has a low slot, it's really that these teases are too many slots compared to zombies!

"You're zombies! Zombies gasping for air! Aren't you all dead!!"

"Also, what kind of trick is lying on the ground! Is your trick to make people vomit to death?bastard!!"

"And that zombie, yes, that's you! You can't speak, just shut up Lao Tzu!!!, I'm fucking you!!"