Chapter Ninety-Six: Soul Eater

Ten days later, the female zombie's intestines were missing again, and if you didn't look closely, you wouldn't even notice it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Although Cheng thinks that it is very unscientific to indent it, how can there be a scientific statement about the undead.

Ten days of observation allowed Elena to discover a special zombie.

Three days ago, Elena noticed a sturdy-looking zombie and was starting to get a little restless.

This place that should have given him some kind of strength was like a fire pit at this time, and he began to roar in pain.

For the first time, Makoto and the others saw a zombie fight.

The zombie seemed to go berserk and began to attack the other zombies.

There was a zombie who was directly disemboweled by him and became a delicacy in his mouth.

But then, the other zombies seem to join forces, and once he attacks one zombie, the surrounding zombies will attack him in groups.

This kind of scene is carried out seventeen or eighteen times a day.

And today, things are starting to change further.

The zombie left the zombie camp as if he had been re-attracted to something.

Elena said: "The death power in his body is dozens of times more than that of other zombies, and it is already very close to the level of the first order. ā€

Makoto touched his chin and said, "It should be beyond the limit of what can be accommodated here." ā€

When the zombie left the camp, the two of them stayed behind him, and said, "If there is a camp in front of him that can help him advance, then this is simply a zombie evolution factory." ā€

Elena thought this statement was a bit ridiculous, but judging from the previous camp, it seemed that it was not impossible.

Makoto thought of the zombies who had died inexplicably before, and added, "If there are no natural predators." ā€

The zombie in front of him did not have a trace of confusion, he seemed to have his own goal when he left the camp, although the speed was not fast, but he was very determined when walking.

Makoto stretched out his hand and said, "The power that radiates has become even stronger. Now you can easily detect it even if you don't perceive it carefully. ā€

He was about to make a sigh when Elena pulled his arm and exclaimed, "Look!"

Makoto was startled and hurriedly looked at the zombies.

But nothing has changed around the zombie.

Elena added: "He stopped. ā€

There weren't any other zombies here, and it was clearly not the so-called camp that Cheng had guessed before.

He frowned and said, "I'll go over and take a look." ā€

The zombie with a clear goal suddenly stopped, and Makoto naturally wanted to know the reason, but he was not even halfway there, and the power of death on the zombie suddenly became agitated, and then in Makoto's surprised gaze, it began to dissipate.

Not only did he not advance, but his strength plummeted.

Cheng was stunned for a moment, and exclaimed, "Dead? How could it be, there was no attack on him at all?"

Makoto suddenly accelerated towards the place where the zombie was.

But when they got closer, they didn't find any enemies.

He frowned, puzzled, "Bugs?"

With a wave of his hand, the bone sword had already appeared in his hand, and as soon as he reached out and picked it up, the zombie's head flew up directly.

He glanced at his eyes, was slightly stunned, and said strangely: "No?"

This zombie's bag didn't have an extra hole in its spine like the other dead zombies.

However, there was actually only one zombie he had really looked at carefully, and thinking of this, he muttered softly: "Ice Cicada." ā€

The bone sword slashed through it, splitting the zombie's head in two with a line of ice.

Chirping!

A mouse-like shrill chirp suddenly came out of his head, and a strange black and white fog burst out of it.

The fog is like energy, but it has a consciousness of its own, and it looks like some kind of animal.

It emerged from the zombie's head, and as if attracted to Makoto, it lunged at him.

Cheng was startled, after seeing the miserable appearance of zombies, how dare he let this thing get close, and suddenly slashed the bone sword, and the ice cicada reappeared, directly cutting this unknown object in half.

Elena arrived, but Makoto pulled her back and said, "Stay away, that thing isn't dead." ā€

Just as he said, the unidentified object that had been cut in half twisted and put back together, and there was no sign of any injuries in sight.

However, its perception ability is very weak, Makoto and Elena are only five or six meters away from it, this mass of objects seems to have lost its target, and it turns around a few times within a meter range, and it directly abandons Makoto's enemy and burrows into the ground.

Cheng's net spread around, guarded for a while, and saw that the other party had indeed left, so he hurriedly stepped forward to check.

His face was a little ugly, and he said, "There is no trace of burrowing into the ground, and the other party is closer to a soul or ghost form." ā€

Remembering the hollow he had seen in the zombie's spine at first, he added, "But they can do physical damage. ā€

He finally glanced at the head that had been split in half, and added again: "Devouring souls, and maybe even like the spinal cord." ā€

It's not a bug, but it's obviously much more dangerous than a bug.

Makoto's 'net' rolled up the headless zombie, tore off the other party's tattered clothes three times and divided them by two, and after turning around three hundred and sixty degrees, he sighed: "The way of invasion is unknown. Or it is directly penetrated from under the feet. ā€

He glanced at Elena, and the bone sword in his hand struck again, brushing the two swords to remove the zombie's legs, and after looking at it, he made another cross-cut and slashed the zombie in half.

He looked at him with disgust and said, "The spine is intact, it appears directly in the head." ā€

Speaking of which, both of them had a feeling of chills, and they always felt uncomfortable all over their bodies, as if something was in their bodies.

However, after all, the two of them are dual-level existences, and their perception ability is very strong, so they both understand that this is just a psychological effect.

Makoto threw the broken corpse aside, but the 'net' didn't dare to take it back.

He asked, "What to do, shall we go back?"

Elena glanced at Makoto, shook her head and said, "There's no need, where is there a safe place in this world." ā€

He didn't understand this, but this kind of thing appeared a little weird, which made him feel a little lacking in confidence.

Although Makoto really wants to say that at least the outside of the island is safe, but after thinking about it, in this kind of world, strength is the key to security.

He sighed, as if blowing away some of the concepts of his previous life, and said with a smile: "You're right, it's really impossible to gain strength by escaping, and the Haunted House has really damaged my mobility." ā€

He patted his head and reminded, "As a ghost, I should be sensitive to the intrusion of this thing, but you're different, so you'd better be careful." ā€

Elena nodded and said, "It's okay, the ghost armor is self-contained, even I can't find the soul, and I myself am under the protection of the ghost armor, much safer than you." ā€

Makoto: "......"