Li Zimu once again looked up at the gloomy radiation clouds in the sky. The end times have entered their seventh year, and the cloudy sky no longer seems to have changed.

Even at midday, heavy clouds keep most of the sun's rays firmly out of the troposphere. Darkness is the norm in this world, and occasionally the clouds flow, revealing a few weak cloud eyes, and the sunlight diffracts weakly through the fence on this lifeless wasteland.

In the middle of the wasteland, there is a huge crack ten kilometers long, like a bloody wound that has been torn open in the wasteland, and a hysterical wail is issued.

In fact, in this crack now, there is indeed a terrible wail, and there is also blood splattering everywhere.

Countless human beings have gathered together to condense a sharp saber. They threw behind the corpses of their companions one after another, roaring, tearing apart the horde of zombies and approaching the shrine in the center.

Li Zimu, a level 6 mercenary killer, is in the central array, which is actually a bit presumptuous for his professional characteristics.

The battlefield environment changed in an instant, and a zombie happened to approach from behind Li Zimu in the chaos, but in the chaos it seemed to be unaware of the human beside him.

Li Zimu suddenly held the sword with his backhand, and the short sword hit the back of the zombie's neck unbiasedly.

The zombie that had had his cervical joints severed suddenly fell to the ground, and his body below the head was incapacitated. Its tenacious vitality caused its jaws to open and close, trying to bite off a piece of flesh from this despicable sneak attacker in order to relieve its hatred.

Li Zimu observed the surroundings and made sure that no one noticed the small episode here, so he fell with one foot and stepped on the zombie's head.

The battle gradually turned to an advantage, and the coalition formed by the human city-states divided the formation of the zombie corps, and the sharp knife battalion led by the three human level 9 masters directly attacked the zombie command array, which seemed to have the overall situation under control.

The only thing that made people uncomfortable was the zombie king, who hadn't made a serious shot so far.

The Grey Angel is the name given to this zombie by the human side, and no one knows his origin and real name. It seems to appear in the land of China out of thin air overnight, and with the momentum of destroying the withering and decaying, it broke through the cities that unfortunately blocked the way along the way, and finally broke through the guard army formation of Tianshu Shentai and occupied Shentai. As one of the few level 9 zombies who was like a mute, he had never had any communication with humans, maybe there were, but all the humans he had communicated with were killed.

Even more than 100 meters away, Li Zimu could still clearly feel the powerful coercion on the other party's body, the gray angel was more than eight meters tall, and the altar that was originally huge like the altar of the American pyramid was now like a throne specially built for him. There should have been a symbol of the shrine behind him, the prayer balance, but he completely blocked his view, making people wonder if the balance still exists.

He was like a god.

If it weren't for the bright silver magic crystal on his forehead, which made people have to believe that the other party was a zombie, Li Zimu would have thought that this was a savior angel who came out of a mythical story.

Well, angels don't seem to be so gray either.

When Li Zimu saw that the other party was holding his chin with his right hand, like a king sitting on the throne, but his left foot was resting on a huge head, his eyes were even more stunned.

The head is shaped like a dragon's head, huge, the six glasses are round and refuse to close, the giant beast has been dead for many days but does not decay, the neck is broken and smooth, it should be cut off by a sharp blade. The blood below had long since dried up and turned dark purple, and there were still faint spots of golden particles in the dark purple blood stains, revealing the extraordinary identity of the giant beast.

The guardian phantom beast of the level 9 Divine Platform Tianshu Platform is also a level 9 mythical creature, Mocking Wind. At this time, he was killed.

Tianshu Shentai is the world's first living 9-level Shentai, and it is also one of only nine 9-level Shentai in China. At this moment, it has become the first fallen shrine in China.

As if to confirm the human understanding of its strength, the gray angel pointed lazily towards the sky, and the light around the altar suddenly dimmed a little, and hundreds of angels with wings on their backs and more than two meters tall and gray colors appeared out of thin air around it, and then rushed towards the human sharp knife camp.

At the same time, six four-meter-tall four-winged angels were generated, chanting chants around the altar, filling the original vacancy.

The momentum of the human alliance is stagnant again.

This monster, this has been summoned nearly ten times, and that spiritual power seems to be endless.

Li Zimu was erratic on this crowded battlefield, and when he reappeared, he was already more than 50 meters away from the Shentai, and at this moment, the cat was in the center of the battlefield next to a tall level 6 zombie - the thunder bone armor, but this originally powerful zombie has now become a corpse.

In his hand was a small hourglass that was being timed, emitting a faint golden light. The bracket of the hourglass is made of gold metal, which is very gorgeous, and the sand inside the glass cover is also gold dust. The faint golden light that also emitted did not look like an ordinary product no matter how he looked at it, but unfortunately he couldn't find any function of this thing, except that every time he held it, a faint warmth permeated his body.

This little thing was the only trophy he had obtained from the last time he formed a team, and he was the only trophy he had obtained by escaping from a secret realm alone.

His powerful teammates were all hiding in the secret realm, but his killer escaped with his professional advantage. In the last days, the friendship was cold, and Li Zimu was not much sad about it.

The killer's advantage is to break out, but the killer's duty is to survive first.

These two contradictory substances are a stark portrait of the killer.

The sand leaked, and the time should be almost up. He silently calculated in his mind and put the hourglass back in his pocket.

At the moment when the hourglass was put back in his waist bag, he didn't know if it was an illusion, he felt the gray angel's head slightly sideways, and a spiritual suppression enveloped his head.

He looked up suddenly, only to see that the gray angel had risen with his sword raised.

Before he could think about it, the zombie command formation suddenly moved, and the gray angel finally made a move.

Its first target is the mecha piloted by Bai Dong, the most powerful war fanatic among the 9th level powerhouses of the human race, the god of war-level mecha Taishan.

The Grey Angel slashed his heavy sword and knocked the mech backwards. Within ten meters of the realm he crossed, the link drones of the mecha commander exploded and crashed one after another.

The angel wings summoned by the gray angel focused on a figure in the air that emitted golden light and launched a self-detonating impact.

"That's it!" Li Zimu gritted his teeth, his face instantly turned blood-red, and he quickly sprinted towards the divine platform.

"Boom!" The figure in the air smashed forward like a meteorite under the self-detonation attack of the winged angel, which happened to block Li Zimu's way.

It is not good to be out of the school, and it is not very pleasant to forcibly cancel the skill and stop, Li Zimu looked at the uninvited guest who was blocking the road.

Jin Mang dispersed, a human girl of about seventeen or eighteen years old, a little unrealistically beautiful, like an illustrator's masterpiece.

It's just that at this moment, her long hair is messy and a little embarrassed, and when she gets up, her hands are stretched forward, and pillars of light like miracles descend through the void and shine on the winged angels in the air. The angel immediately fell like a drop of ink in clear water, dispersing into a gray mist.

The second level 9 powerhouse of the human race, Dawn.

The girl broke up a group of winged angels with one move, and suddenly noticed a figure beside her, and suddenly turned her head to look at Li Zimu, with a surprise in her eyes that she couldn't hide.

"It's you! Didn't you just ask you to go back to the rear first? You can't help here. The girl said eagerly.