The bluish-purple skin has a metallic sheen, the emaciated and well-developed musculature tightly wraps around the bones, the bare head has a vertical bulge in the middle, and both eyes are full of whites and no pupils......

A blue devil that has made human survivors talk about it, is walking lightly through the ruins surrounded by green, model-like body and strength several times higher than humans, coupled with all-round detection ability, this creature can easily navigate the complex terrain of the ruins, sometimes stopping to search, sometimes rushing up the windowsill to inspect every corner of the building.

It sensed the presence of a human being, but that aura was always looming and it was very difficult to pinpoint its location, and its instinct to reproduce drove it not to give up, and it had to search around the buildings covered with plants for possibilities.

It's closer...... The breath of humanity is near...... Every cell in the Blue Devil's body became as excited as if he saw a new daughter-in-law, and his movements became more agile, and he jumped up to the window on the second floor with a swish, and then climbed three floors through the slightly cracked crack in the wall.

"Click...... hiss...... "The Blue Devil is even more excited. It clearly felt it, and the breath of humanity was here! But as soon as the foot hit the ground, there was a crisp sound, and a pair of steel teeth tightly locked its ankle.

If it is a person, the lower leg bone has been pinched off at this time; Even zombies can still penetrate their skin and muscles with sharp tooth tips. However, for the body of the Blue Devil, the hardness of the steel teeth was obviously not enough to cause damage, and it only made a grinding sound that made the roots of the teeth itch.

They don't feel pain, they don't feel scared, they open their mouths and make a rapid air flow sound, all they express excitement. Just a dozen meters away, a living human was standing up from a tattered tin bucket.

"Whoa...... Squeak......" lunged forward, and his body was pulled back by the chain attached to the trap, and the steel teeth made two white marks on the skin of his calf, and at the same time let out an unwilling moan. This pull-down made the spring of the trap a little difficult, and even deformed. Two more times, and it is estimated that it will fall apart.

"Click......" But just as the Blue Devil stepped out of the other foot, a large trap jumped up on the ground covered in dust and dead leaves, and accurately clamped its other calf.

This posture is so embarrassing, one leg is fixed under the window root, and the other leg is a meter away, standard! Even if you are not human, you shouldn't be teased like this, zombies are also dignified!

"Hiss......" The Blue Devil let out a rapid air flow from his throat again, staring at the human who had already walked a few meters away, and opened his mouth full of sharp teeth like metal!

"Whoosh......" The human stopped, waved his hand and threw a rope noose, which was accurately put around the Blue Devil's neck.

"Bang Dang ......" How could the blue devil let humans be bullied like this, and shook his head vigorously to get rid of the shackles. However, as the rope sleeve tightened, a lump of cement on the opposite window was pulled by the rope and immediately fell.

His feet were clamped by the beast, and his neck was tied to death by a rope connected to hundreds of pounds, Rao is blue devil is two or three times more powerful than humans, and he was a little helpless for a while. The body was pulled forward and pounced, and immediately fixed diagonally in mid-air, and the back foot would have been off the ground if it had not been fixed by the animal clip.

"Hey, hey, hey...... Look at your cowardice, you still chase and want to bite...... Let me tell you, there must be tens of thousands of zombies who died directly in my hands, and hundreds of stupid people like you. Do you know the living corpse? It's your leader, I'll catch it as a pet, and let it squat on its stomach! ”

Seeing that the blue devil was fixed by the rope, the man cautiously took two steps closer, took out a ball of things from the big cloak while breaking his thoughts, and shook his hands, it was a car luggage net, and put his head on it.

"Poof...... Click......" The Blue Devil waved his hands unwillingly, trying to tear the net off his head. It's a pity that it doesn't know how to get rid of it, so it can only tear it with brute force with both arms.

At this moment, the man suddenly stepped forward, and at some point there was a short axe in his hand, which accurately slashed at the neck of the blue devil who was pulled straight by the rope.

Don't look at the blue devil's bones are so hard that they can't even be pierced by bullets, but when this axe goes down, it immediately stops struggling, like a doll with the electric door closed, its arms drooping, and its hideous expression is instantly fixed.

The sharp blade of the axe is right in the gap between the cervical vertebrae, and the bones are hard, but the connected cartilage is not so strong. Just like humans, when the central nervous system is destroyed, zombies will also die.

"Fuck, this thing is getting more and more energetic, I'll have to change to a thicker rope next time." The man didn't approach immediately, but first followed the rope to the window, looked at the place where the two strands had been worn off, shook his head and sighed, and lifted his hood.

Men, tall men, beards that are not too thick, mostly concentrated on the chin and cheeks. The hair was a little long and a little gray, but it was neatly combed and tied behind his head with a flower shoelace.

The cheeks are thin, the lips are thin, and the bridge of the nose is originally high and straight, but the middle is a little crooked, which looks like it has been injured and has not grown well after being broken. Eyes...... I can't see that he is still wearing reflective goggles for skiing in the gloomy building, and the green lenses look like big green bean flies.

Judging from the beard and hair, this person should be quite old, but if you look closely at the skin on your face, except for a scar on the bridge of your nose and left cheek, it looks quite elastic and delicate, more like a young man.

Looking down, the lambskin's jacket was covered with oil and stains, and I don't know how many years it had been worn. In the open placket, you can see tropical camouflage-painted body armor and tactical vests.

The thick sheepskin pants are almost indistinguishable from the color, and the two wires are used as trouser belts, which are still red and blue. The left and right thighs are equipped with a very professional canvas kit, and a dagger and a pistol with a silencer are fixed respectively.

The old boots are almost unrecognizable, and the toe caps have been reinforced with thick leather. But if you distinguish carefully, you can recognize that this boot is not ordinary, it should be a type of land combat boots, but the trademark, nameplate and font of the key parts can be scratched off.

The outermost draped ...... It shouldn't be a piece, it should be a large cloak sewn from a mess of strips of cloth, with the word LONDONFOG faintly printed on the inner lining, proving that it was originally a trench coat, but it was later transformed into this virtue.

Generally speaking, this man looks like a shepherd of an ethnic minority from a distance, and looks a little different from a close, and if you search carefully, there will be more contradictions, especially the automatic rifle that looms out of the cloak, and the addition of a scope, which looks very modern.

Before untying the rope, the man picked up another brick, and smashed the back of the axe that was still stuck in the crack of the blue devil's neck vertebrae twice, and only after making sure that the depth was enough to hurt the bone marrow did he dare to reach out for the axe, and then forcefully broke the two beast clamps and put the body down.

Then he took out a rainproof cloth from his backpack in the corner, wrapped the body from head to toe, and tied it tightly with a rope. After looking around to make sure that he had not forgotten, he put on his backpack, carried the corpse, and carried two traps, and tiptoed down the stairs.

The scene outside the door is very sci-fi, or post-apocalyptic. As far as the eye can see, it is mostly green, not woods, but the ruins of the city occupied by various plants.

A hundred and ten meters away, a former building fell diagonally on top of the two buildings next to it, forming a strange angle and crumbling. But the vegetation that crawls on them shows that this state has been maintained for a long time, at least enough for the plants to take root and grow every year.

The streets, by now, should be described as mottled grass. Many places are also occupied by a variety of greenery, and only the places that remain intact can reveal the asphalt pavement, which is covered with cracks of various shades.

It doesn't look like it lasts long, and it will be covered with all kinds of green. The root system of the plant is like a jack, and if it can't be drilled through above, it will be topped from below, day after day, year after year. As soon as there is a crack, a pile of branches and leaves will be drilled, and then it will be topped and grown again until it takes up all the space.

Of course, it is also inseparable from the help of wind and rain and freezing, and the bottom of many building ruins has traces of blistering. But as soon as the water recedes, the plants will immediately make a comeback, one day at a time, and will not stop until the autumn wind is blowing.