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Chapter 591: The Slave Ant of the Desert (I)

By the time we came to our senses, more than a dozen corpses fell from the top of the cave, and two of them were hit by those corpses and fell to the bottom of the cave again. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This time it was a big deal, and I knew in my heart that the huge monster would once again divide these corpses as before, and the sound of "clang" had already come to my ears as soon as the thought came to my ears.

When I looked up, the roof of the cave was already black and pressed.

"Legion of Ants!" cried the fat man.

At this time, it was too late to hide, the whole cave was empty, there was no place to cover it at all, and I secretly screamed in my heart that it was not good, it was over.

Hans fired upwards, and Usman "oops" one arm loosened, apparently suffering a gunshot wound. The speed of the upward crawl slowed down.

"Second leader, what are you running, wait for me. Usman looked down, and Hans had climbed up the rope. Usman gritted his teeth and fought through the pain to climb upwards.

The yellow-haired shouted, "Retreat! Retreat!"

Everyone didn't know why, and at this moment, countless figures suddenly jumped out of those cave entrances, rushing towards the confused people, only to hear a "oops" sound, followed by the cry of the father and the mother.

At this time, Scarface had already run out, shouting: "Run, these things are not people, they are zombies!"

At this time, some of those who were bitten had begun to harden their whole bodies, tossing and turning, and their bodies were shaking. The eyes began to redden.

Yellow-haired was startled and shot a zombie's head, shouting, "Don't be bitten by them!" Before he could finish speaking, a zombie had already pounced on him.

......

Lying behind Martha, Rindanhu cried out, "The living dead!

The fat man and I kept dodging the falling corpses, and the black crushing ant colony above me weighed down like a dark cloud.

It only takes a while for that dark cloud to reach the bottom, counting the time, if we run up, we can only enter the hole where those zombies are hiding**, and our current situation is that no one wants to be eaten by those things, like rats, but staying at the bottom of the cave will collide with those ant legions, and the result is still eaten.

But if you think about fighting a group of ants, we must have lost badly, and fighting a zombie, maybe there is a chance of winning.

I didn't think much about it in my heart, and shouted in my mouth, fat man, fight hard. Then he ran upwards. The fat man was stunned for a moment, immediately understood, jumped past me in a few steps, and shouted, I will open the way first. No matter how dangerous the zombies in the cave are, step into the hole.

The fat man pulled the trigger, AK clicked, no bullets were fired, damn it, there were no bullets.

He cursed as he opened his spear and stabbed viciously into the darkness ahead. With the strength of the fat man, even a wall in front of him will be pierced.

The fat man stabbed forward, as if he had been stopped by something, and one of the "ahs" stumbled forward. The spear pierced into the air, and a spark was pulled diagonally on the stone wall, and through the spark, I could see clearly, and a hideous face flashed.

Saying that it was too late, the fat man straightened his waist, his body turned to the left, and then the spear stabbed heavily into the hideous face in front of him, only to hear a sound like a broken cotton bag, only to hear a "snort", and the hole fell silent again.

"Fatty!" I exclaimed urgently. In the darkness, I didn't know if it was a fat man or a zombie who made the sound, so I picked up a rock and threw it forward.

"Oops, fatty, turn on the lights. ”

I screamed again, and the fat man scolded, "Fatty, can you separate me from this thing first." ”

The voice of the fat man came from the darkness, and he was so happy that he didn't know what to say, so he turned on the headlamp and saw the fat man covered in blood and hugging the zombie, motionless.

I could see clearly that the spear had passed through the zombie's eye, piercing the skull, and a red and white thing oozed from the ground.

The zombie's arm pinched into the fat man's arm, and his mouth opened upward, as if he was going to bite something, and finally separated the fat man from the zombie.

The fat man cursed and didn't know what to say.

I didn't have time to talk to the fat man, and the ghost crying wolf outside the cave was already in my ears. I turned off my headlights and looked out of the cave, only to see another image.

The ants outside the cave have come to this level, all the zombies with arms stretched out at the entrance of the cave are clamped by a giant soldier ant with a mouthpiece, while another worker ant uses a knife-sharp mouthpiece to cut off a piece of meat on the buttocks of those zombies, each group is extremely close, and before those zombies make a move, the flesh has been transported upwards.

How so? What's going on?

I looked at the fat man, who glared and shook his head at me. Pointing to the left, a group of ants was already crawling towards us, and before I had time to think about it, I shouted, drag the zombie over. The fat man jumped up, groped and pulled up the zombie and threw it at the mouth of the hole, and the fat man and I hurriedly ran to the hole.

The group of ants crawled to the hole where we were hiding, shook their tentacles, touched the zombies lying on the ground, and then turned and crawled away, apparently not interested in the dead zombies.

Hey, no, no.

It dawned on me that something was wrong, how could it be, those ants seemed to be only interested in living zombies. And there is no interest in those who are dead. And why is this zombie different from other zombies, why when we came in, they didn't attack us, the other zombies were dancing wildly, only this zombie was still quietly staying in the hole.

"Fatty, why don't I think it's right, you see this layer, all the zombies are howling, but this one doesn't, and it was easily killed by us. No, 1"

In the darkness, I felt the fat man scratch his head and shake his head, apparently he didn't understand why.

The fat man chuckled dryly, trying to say something.

At this time, only the sound of "bang" was heard, and apparently the monster also came to the cave, and with the fluorescence outside the cave, a pair of mouthparts like a full moon scimitar reached in, and just pulled the dead zombie out at once.

Damn, what's that guy going to do? The fat man was visibly shocked by the cutlass of the full moon.

I shook my head and leaned towards the entrance of the cave, the story of the Celestial Burial Master popping into my mind. How do I know so much, who said it to me, like, okay you are the father who said to me, yes, the father.

The groups of ants outside the cave were gone, the howls were scattered, and at the bottom of the cave, the monster began to move as before, and everything was back to before. And I am now fully affirmed, this place is indeed a corpse cave, and the bottom of this cave is the heavenly burial platform, and those small holes in the ground are all smashed by these tarantulas hanging these boulders and smashing bones.

Thinking about these incredible things, I feel a little wrong, what is it that makes these unsimilar things.

Seeing the boulder fall again, the human skull shattered in an instant. When I saw those monsters smash the skull and limbs of a whole adult in one fell swoop, I watched this scene without the slightest fear.

This is a person, no matter what he has experienced in his life, beautiful, painful, no matter what identity, what gender, what age, the final result is the same, a white bone, not even a bone is gone, a cherished and persistent body for a lifetime, and finally there is nothing left.

The ground at the bottom of the cave began to get wet again, and the blood of the dead flowed everywhere. The smell of corpses, one by one, surrounded me and the fat man.

The spiders above their heads smelled blood, obviously very excited, and the spiders in the giant web did it again, using the spider silk to wrap the flesh and bone residue at the bottom of the cave in a few small balls, and pull them up, and all the corpses had been disposed of.

I could see clearly that this time there were tens of thousands of tarantulas in the entire cavern. But these tarantulas are doing what they have to do in an orderly manner, and they have no connection with the previous hideousness, just like an obedient puppy.

Look at the giant monster again, although the body shape is strange, but its every move is clearly a giant ant, and this ant is like the owner of this group of spiders, giving orders to them.

The fat man whispered to me, "Fatty, what do I think of these ......?"

What's going on, how can this be?

It was supposed to be two different creatures, but it happened.