Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

For zombies, for Song Ziyu, they are.

After being sent to a resting place by the two zombie maids, Song Ziyu sent the two zombies away, and in a huge room, only Song Ziyu and the little girl who was almost eaten as food were left.

At this time, the little girl was very frightened, holding the tablecloth given by Song Ziyu before, squatting in the corner of the bed and not daring to move.

"You don't have to be so afraid, I'm not interested in you."

Song Ziyu said to the little girl in a stiff local human indigenous language.

"You...... I know our language!"

The little girl was surprised.

Song Ziyu smiled faintly.

Having traveled through several planes and been in contact with all possible human communities, Song Ziyu's ability to learn languages has reached an astonishing level.

During this time, Song Ziyu has taken advantage of various opportunities to learn the local indigenous human language, so she can talk to little Lori.

"What's not to do, am I scary when I speak?"

Song Ziyu asked.

"Do you want me?"

The little girl hid in the corner and shivered.

Song Ziyu smiled faintly and said, "I'm not interested in cannibalism, let's sleep."

After speaking, Song Ziyu lay on the bed, no longer caring about what the little Lori in the corner of the bed thought.

At this time, Song Ziyu was full of thoughts about the inscription.

Song Ziyu was prepared to not let the Templar Master shirk tomorrow no matter what.

While speaking, Song Ziyu felt a little hungry.

Tonight's table was delicious, but it was for zombies.

Although these zombies have evolved in this plane for thousands of years, their habit of eating raw meat has not changed.

Song Ziyu couldn't get used to eating those things, so Song Ziyu drank more wine and ate less meat during the banquet.

At this time, the strength of the wine disappeared with a soak of urine, but the stomach became hungry.

"*** Gobi, it's really a sin to eat with these zombies." Song Ziyu took out a few pieces of military dry food from his arms, then tore open the wrapping paper and chewed it.

These compressed biscuits produced by the Dongming Chamber of Commerce, although the taste is so-so, are much stronger than eating raw meat.

Unexpectedly, it was this kind of tasteless and discarded compressed biscuits, but it attracted the attention of little Lori.

The little girl squatted in the corner of the bed and watched Song Ziyu eat biscuits, swallowing saliva while watching.

Finally, the little girl, who couldn't resist the temptation, rumbled in her stomach.

Song Ziyu grabbed a few biscuits and threw them to Little Lori.

Looking at the cookies in front of her, little Lori fell into a fierce psychological struggle.

In the end, hunger overcame reason, and little Lori grabbed the biscuit and devoured it.

Looking at Little Lori's hungry appearance, Song Ziyu couldn't help but ask, "How long have you not eaten?"

Little Lori replied, "We only have one meal a day......

"That's pathetic."

Song Ziyu said.

"Are you a Holy Clan?"

Little Lori asked.

"What do you think I look like?"

Song Ziyu.

Little Lori shook her head blankly, and then said, "You must be a saint clan, and you are a noble high-ranking saint clan, otherwise you wouldn't dare to go toe-to-toe with the master of the Holy Hall!"

"You would."

Song Ziyu smiled faintly: "But don't think I'll be like those zombies."

"And what are you?"

Little Lori asked.

"I'm human, of course, like you."

Song Ziyu said.

Song Ziyu dared to speak out, because he didn't worry about the consequences at all, even if this little girl went to tell the truth, it would be okay for him.

"You're just like us

？ How could it be ......?"

Little Lori showed an expression of gain and loss on her face, which was very intriguing.

"Can we humans really become as powerful as the Holy Race?"

Song Ziyu said, "There is no problem at all, human beings ......."

Speaking of which, Song Ziyu was a little speechless.

The reason is because Song Ziyu has seen too many scenes of human civilization declining and even destroying, and it seems to be the most appropriate word to describe human beings with poverty and weakness.

is so unbearable, when did it really have anything to do with being strong?

Just as Song Ziyu was thinking about this question, there was a sudden sound of rustling outside the door.

This voice is well hidden, but it still can't escape Song Ziyu's ears.

At the same time, a strong smell of corpses accompanied by the wind through the hall reached Song Ziyu's snort.

Song Ziyu knows that what should come is still coming!

"Hide! Don't make a noise, or you'll be in danger!" Song Ziyu advised.

"What happened?"

Little Lori asked in surprise while holding the biscuit.

Song Ziyu no longer answered, but stood up and blew out the room and slowly pulled out the saber on his waist.

The wind was a little cold in the second half of the night.

In the hazy moonlight, a mysterious zombie army is quietly assembling.

The Templar Squad, the Dark Templar's most elite assassination unit.

In the Templar Killing Team, every member is a carefully selected elite, and the strength of each member of the Killing Team is far superior to that of a Sir Sir.

Dozens of members of the killing team quietly completed the assembly, and under the leadership of the two duke-level powerhouses, they sneaked towards Song Ziyu's residence.

I couldn't help but rain in the air.

The killing team lurks in the shadows, like snow leopards hunting prey, waiting for the best time!

The night is getting darker and darker, and it is said that the night before dawn is the darkest, which is probably the whole meaning.

The killing team successfully arrived outside Song Ziyu's room. With just one order, the sneak attack can begin immediately!

With a wave of his hand, the two members of the killing team immediately jumped up from the ground and jumped into Song Ziyu's room with the help of the window.

The room was pitch black, and the two of them were the first to enter, and according to the plan, they would open the door from the inside after making sure that the room was safe.

However, the paradox is that the two people who sneaked into the room were silent, and the people outside waited for a while, but there was no response!

Immediately, two more killers entered through the window.

Again, there was no movement at all.

Of course, the duke-level powerhouse who commanded the front line knew that this kind of thing could not happen for no reason, and the target must be to take precautions!

"Kill!"

The Commander took the lead and kicked the door open, allowing him to rush into the darkness.

Behind this duke-level powerhouse, dozens of zombie killers rushed up, wanting to kill Song Ziyu on the spot.

The tranquility is broken!

The room was filled with the roars of zombies, the gnawing of fangs and claws, and the flash of white light.

I don't know how long it took.

The lamp in the room was lit again, and little Lori, curled up under the bed, got out from under the bed, and then saw a scene that frightened her.

I saw a large pile of corpses placed in front of me, all of which were cut into inhuman shapes.

The corpses of the mountains of zombies, where they entered the eyes, none of the bodies were sound, and all of them were cut piece by piece.

What's even more terrifying is ......

At the table, a spicy man was piling up zombie heads one by one.

The heads of these zombies were not dead, and they were still staring at the hot man with their eyes wide on the table.

But the spicy man was not afraid, just playing with these heads with black blood on his hands, as if he was fiddling with some dispensable toys.

At this time, little Lori idea

Well, there is a zombie that still has a piece of the neck, which is the part of the vocal cords!

The spicy man dragged the head of this duke-level zombie like this and lifted it up.

"Tell me, who does it mean to kill me?" Song Ziyu asked.

The zombie in his hand stared at him viciously, and shouted in his mouth, "Bastard, kill me if you have a seed, anyway, your death time has come!"

Song Ziyu stopped talking nonsense, and directly punched the zombie's head.

"Looks like they're going to do something to me!" Song Ziyu spoke slowly.

"Your blood betrays your identity!"

Xiaoshuang said.

It wasn't until this time that the little Lori hiding in the corner suddenly discovered that there was one more person in the room at some point!

"We can't wait, since we have torn our faces, then we have to hurry!" Song Ziyu spoke, "Raid the headquarters of the Dark Sanctuary in the fastest time and kill all the parties involved!"

Song Ziyu already had a complete plan in his mind, that is, to create the illusion of a tragedy, kill all the people in the Dark Sanctuary who knew about it, and then "bury" himself in it.

After this incident, the people of the Demon Banquet Alliance will definitely settle the account on the head of the Secret Alliance, and they can return to the other side of the ocean with the inscription.

This plan is a hypothetical plan, the not-so-good outcome of all the plans.

But right now, I don't seem to have a choice!

"Xiaoshuang, inform Yamashita's men and let them do it immediately!" Song Ziyu brazenly ordered.

In the forest hut at the foot of the mountain, the rest of the Bloodfang clan suddenly noticed that the faceless warriors sitting by the wall stood up.

"Have you started moving?"

Zhou Ning raised his head and looked at these silent armor soldiers.

"Let's get to work, make the scene look decent!" Ah Fa reminded, "Don't miss a flaw."

"Don't worry!" Fang Qiang said, "We have been making preparations all the way, ensuring that the zombies of the Demon Banquet Alliance will only think that it is the masterpiece of the Secret Alliance."

"Do it!" Zhou Ning said, "Let's start by setting fire!"

The members of the Bloodfang clan took out the fire oil they had prepared in advance, and then walked out of the hut where they were resting.

"What are you doing at night? Get back! You lowly humans are not allowed to go out of the house without orders from above!"

The zombies stationed around the house to monitor immediately gathered around.

Without any communication, Zhou Ning urged with his mental power, and several rays of glow from behind him slashed out, directly wiping the neck of this noisy zombie soldier.

At the same time, others are on the move!

The zombie soldiers stationed around were caught off guard and were killed without leaving a piece of armor behind!

Taking advantage of the enemy's chaos, Fang Qiang led people and began to set fire.

There are many buildings on the snow-capped mountains, and most of them are wooden structures, and as soon as the fire burns, it begins to spread violently.

In the blink of an eye, there is a sea of fire above the snow-capped mountain.