Roger rode the hell horse quickly in the direction of Plum Village to the east, and all he saw along the way was the bleak scene of the apocalypse, with dead leaves scorched and yellow covering the ground, covering the stumps and severed arms all over the ground, and hiding the thick smell of corpses and blood.

He had met two groups of refugees, both of them were yellow-skinned and ragged, most of them looked dull, their eyes were wooden, there were too many difficulties to make them describe haggard, and their reactions became sluggish, and their eyes were extremely calm when they saw Roger.

There is no revenge, and there is no hope, as if just seeing a walking thing and rushing by.

The so-called dead ashes of the tree are probably like this, and even Roger's heart is getting heavier and heavier.

When he arrived at Meicun, it was noon the next day, and Meicun, which was originally stacked with corpses and full of zombies, had become very empty and lonely.

There were few zombies left in the village, and the strong smell of corpses in the air could not dissipate.

The remaining zombies also had broken legs, and their bodies were rotting and unable to walk.

Roger frowned and dismounted and entered the village, he searched room by room, everything was normal, but when he was on the horse farm, he suddenly saw iron beds and mutilated corpses.

Seeing that scene, his heart suddenly became one, his brows locked deeper, and he strode over to take a closer look.

There were the corpses of giants, animals and ordinary people, and the iron bed was stained with blood, and there was minced meat hanging from the intertwined wires.

"Stitching Beast",

Seeing the furnishings here, Roger had already confirmed his previous guess, the zombie monster was indeed a man-made object, it was more like a monster combining a stitching beast and a baby monster.

But who can make such a monster?

Roger's first thought was Poison Hall, but he believed that Pamela didn't have the guts or scheming to stab Luo Jue in front of him.

Corvo?

That's even more unlikely.

Looking around, there was no trace of a fire, no poultry. There was no food

Isn't the one who stitches the corpse here himself human?

Glancing out of the village, Roger didn't think much about it, turned on his horse and chased eastward, this time he hurried at full speed, the headless hellhorse on all four hooves on fire, galloping. In the blink of an eye, it had traveled seventy miles, and the smell of blood and corpses was getting stronger and stronger.

Roger stared into the distance, and there was not a single black line in the air.

There were more and more zombies on the road, and they all dragged their bloody legs to the east, even if they saw Roger, they didn't pounce, they just blindly went east.

There are quirks.

Roger ignored them either, and urged the hell horse under his seat, and the hell horse neighed and emitted fierce flames all around him, and the ground seemed to shrink under the horse's hooves. In Roger's eyes, the dense zombies were like waves cracking and being washed away by the hell horses.

"Well, the carriage",

After traveling ten miles, Roger saw at a glance that there were two wagons rolling and spinning in the middle of the zombies gathered like ants.

The strange thing is that instead of horses, two zombie monsters are attached to the front of the car.

These two zombie monsters are completely different from the one in Laogang Village, they are slightly smaller in size, but their bodies are not blurred with flesh and blood, but with knotted muscles, and three tiger heads are attached to their necks and shoulders. It gives people a sense of horror.

The zombies around the carriage were particularly dense, and there were four other zombie monsters on both sides of the carriage. They look like they're protecting some kind of treasure.

Roger patted the Hellhorse and motioned for him to return to his space, then his wings spread out behind his back, and his body rose from the ground, and two black pillars of light shot out.

The zombie monster guarding the left side of the carriage turned his head with a low roar, and as soon as he turned his head, his ribcage was pierced by Roger's pillar of light. But this kind of pain made him fierce, and the middle head opened its mouth, and with a "poof" sound, a wave of blood gushed out.

I didn't expect it to be so disgusting, Roger's body was raised two meters higher, avoiding the blood wave that rose into the sky. With both hands pinching, black flames diffused out of his body, and two spears of destruction appeared in his hands, and he threw his hand to shoot the spears of destruction.

"Peng",

"Peng",

The explosions continued to sound, and every time the Spear of Destruction shot out of the zombie monster, a head exploded, and the sixth spear of destruction did not shoot at the zombie monster, but slammed into the carriage on the right.

However, this time, the Spear of Destruction could not penetrate before it came to a halt on the roof of the carriage.

A ripple spreads out, and the Spear of Destruction turns into a path of flame that dissipates through the roof of the car.

"Oh, it's kind of interesting",

Roger sneered and fell to the ground, and a fire crow descended, and the zombies were pierced by the fire crows as soon as they pounced, and then screamed and were burned to ashes in the sea of fire.

Three more spears of destruction condensed, and Roger's silver wire was tied to the body of the spear, and he stepped forward on the ashes that covered the ground.

"Whoosh",

Seeing that no one could stop him, four black shadows in the two carriages opened the curtain and shot out, and the four figures fled in three different directions.

The only three remaining zombie monsters roared and pounced, and Roger didn't look at them jumping high on tiptoe, and with a flap of wings on their backs, they chased after the black shadow fleeing to the north, its speed was extremely fast, and its posture was slightly strange, like the leap of a man and the bouncing of a beast.

He was fast, but Roger was faster, spreading his wings and slashing in an arc in the air before appearing in front of him.

The man let out a whisper and swept backwards without hesitation, but the dark shadow flashed in front of him, and he still saw Roger.

"Fuck off",

As soon as the wind sounded, the sharp claws of the person came straight to Roger's eyes, Roger sneered and pulled out a golden knife and cut off his wrist, blood shot out, and his palm flew out, but this person did not scream in pain, he didn't even make a sound, just lowered his head and something stuck to Roger's chest.

It was a green suction cup, a suction cup connected to his tail, and the source power of Roger's body was absorbed into his body little by little by this suction cup.

Roger didn't care, and glanced at the man in the white coat, he was no different from ordinary people, except that his face and body were covered with black lines, and there was a tail on his back, and the end of the tail was a sucker.

The Spear of Destruction was absorbed by this sucker.

"Is it to protect yourself from the disease? Are the tails and suckers sewn on?

He raised his hand and slashed the suction cup that was stuck to his body.

The man in the white coat still didn't feel any pain, his body shook and flew upside down, a few green tendons emerged from the fractures of his wrists and tail, bone joints poked out, and the flesh rolled up, and then recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Roger's eyes froze.

"You are not a stitched life, you are God?", (To be continued......)