Yang Long was pushed by the surging air currents in all directions, and his steps became more brisk, and he rushed towards the magic tower in front of him. When O'Neill passed by him, he threw over a blue gem-like artifact the size of a baby's palm, which seemed to be related to the Magic Tower.

Regardless of the fierce battle of the high-level warriors behind him, Yang Long rushed straight towards the magic tower one hundred and seventy or eighty meters away, and just ran out of a few dozen meters, he found a figure rushing from the side from the corner of his eye. After perceiving Yang Long in an instant, he knew that this was a zombie, and Yang Long could conclude that he had at least the strength of the second-order upper rank or so based on his speed alone.

The timing of this sneak attack was very good, and Yang Long, who was in the sprint, would definitely not be able to dodge this blow unless he didn't care about Lin's life or death. After hesitating for a moment, Yang Long finally chose to stop and blocked the attack with his back in his arms.

Bite!

The sharp claws that came from the fierce grasp happened to be unlucky, and they poked the broken sword on Yang Long's back fiercely, and broke it with a soft sound. Although this broken sword is close to being damaged, it is not something that can be broken by a mere second-order zombie, but it is considered lucky that zombies do not have any IQ and will not look for weaknesses and are just blocked by the broken sword.

Taking advantage of this gap to gain a firm foothold, Yang Long put Lin on the ground, grabbed the hilt of the broken sword with a touch of his hand back, and easily slashed the zombie who fell to the ground and did not stand up with a sweep of the sword.

In just two breaths, more zombies took control of their bodies, constantly getting up from the ground, staggering closer and then suddenly bursting into action. Yang Long grabbed Lin with one hand and dragged her with a weak leg, and kept waving the broken sword with one hand, and kept moving forward under his feet.

The zombies on the ground have been able to move completely freely, and the undead creatures of the entire city are instinctively surging towards the place where there is life. Nine armies advancing in depth were engaged separately, and the huge city was filled with the howls of zombies and the sound of selfless slashing of sergeants.

The 2,000 people who came to the neighborhood with Thassarian were also doing their best to fight the zombies that were constantly pouring around. However, even if they killed thousands of refugees at the beginning, the number of undead creatures in the streets of nearly 10,000 people was still very terrifying, and the two horizontal fronts in the north and south could no longer support it.

The battlefield of the two high-level warriors, because they were right in the middle of the corpse tide, the zombies around them had just regained their vitality and rushed towards the two of them. However, it has no effect on the two fierce strong men who are fighting fiercely, whether it is O'Neill or Sassarian, the aftermath of the fight can knock and destroy large swaths of zombies.

When he walked nearly a hundred meters again, and the gate of the magic tower was already more than fifty meters away, Yang Long felt that the pressure was already very great. Because he couldn't perceive the specific rank of the undead creatures, every blow could not be reserved, no matter whether the zombies pounced on were first-order or third-order, in this chaotic battle situation, Yang Long had no time to judge at all, so he could only use all his strength every time he swung his sword.

At the same time, Yang Long also had to prevent Lin from being injured by zombies coming from all directions, and the strength and energy required were even greater, but in just a hundred meters away, Yang Long felt that his physical strength was rapidly consumed, and his reaction was a little unable to keep up with the zombies that were rushing around.

Scratch and pull!

A sword split the third-order high-ranking zombie in half, Yang Long kicked away a zombie whose claws had touched Lin's skirt, Yang Long frowned and looked at Lin who didn't know if it was frightened. Taking a deep breath, he finally firmly pulled Lyn, who was like a puppet, and walked towards the magic tower, which was already less than forty meters away.

Because of his rebirth, this young man's body was able to survive in another way. If she hadn't entered this dying body and relied on her strong will to survive her serious illness, Lin would have lost her own brother. Maybe he won't attract Belu to be taken away by Kaicha because of his hunting, or maybe he can marry Haken as a village woman after surviving the pain of losing his loved ones.

It was absolutely impossible for the small village where Lin had stayed to survive such a plague that swept through the kingdom, and the end result was that Lin lived a hard life for two years and then died of disease or undead creatures in the plague. If Lin didn't choose to marry Beilu at that time, then the final result would be that Yang Long took advantage of the chaos to kill Beilu and forced Old John to hide this matter.

Lynn would also marry Haken, live two years of misery, and finally lose her life in the plague. Yang Long, who has martial arts in his heart, will definitely not stay in the small village, and he will definitely not stay for Lin or others, at most, he will give Lin a few gold coins to repay the kindness of taking care of him.

It was because he chose to marry Belu that he happened to be intercepted by Fam and sent to Orix Rivendell because of a coincidence. At the same time, because of his innate beauty favored by Oryx, and because he cared about his family and wanted to win a name for his mother, he could live the life of the first marquise for two years.

Oryx is not a little kid like Haken, as a marquis with a group of wives and concubines in power, Lin has lived very happily in the past two years. It will not be hurt because of the youth's youth and ignorance, nor will it lead to the decay of beauty due to the lack of material conditions, and any requirements will be met one by one.

Especially with the Grofe family as the backing, it is not an exaggeration for Lin to say that she is living a princess-like life. All of this is Lynn's own choice, and both blessings and misfortunes are considered by heaven. From the moment Bin-Grofe's body was occupied by Yang Long, the fates of the two were already different.

The reason for all this difference is still due to strength, if Lin is a mid-to-high-level professional, then Beilu naturally can't force her, and naturally can get the ability to change her fate. As a civilian with no strength, it is already very rare luck for a girl like Lin to have such a happy life.

If he was more than a hundred meters away from the magic tower at this time, Yang Long, who got the gem, would definitely not hesitate, and directly left Lin and evacuated by himself. Yang Long never felt that he was a good person, and it was impossible for him to risk his life or even sacrifice himself to save a woman who didn't matter to him.

However, since the way of life was already in sight, Yang Long didn't mind spending a little effort to bring this titular sister out of a desperate situation. Holding a broken sword and slapping a fourth-order zombie into the air, the whirling undead creature knocked down four or five of the same kind who really wanted to pounce, Yang Long took this opportunity to protect Lin and rushed towards the gate of the magic tower.

Airplanes!

Seeing that he was only a few meters away from the gate of the magic tower, Yang Long suddenly heard a few different sounds in the chaotic zombie howls, and followed the sound towards the corner of the wall on the right side of the magic tower, and just found that four magic balls about the size of a fist were flying towards him.