Dimensional Eroders

Chapter 9 First_Blood!

Seeing a monster jumping out from the side of the road suddenly, Bailang's heart was beating violently, and there was a rush of strength in his heart, and at the same time he shouted: "Get out!"

He clenched the bat with both hands, muscles all over his body swelled and tightened, shouted violently and swung his arms vigorously, aiming at the trajectory of the monster's attack, and smashed fiercely! This stick has no fancy, simple and powerful.

Just listen to the sound of 'bang', and work hard to make a miracle!

Under the violent collision, the monster's weapon was thrown out of its hand, spinning and flying into the distance. The power of this gadget is far lower than Bailang's judgment.

? ? ! ! ! The red-skinned monster's hands were numb, as if struck by lightning, and he was stunned for a moment.

However, Bailang didn't stop moving. He took a whirling step and walked directly to the side. At the same time, he raised the bat over his shoulders. Then he turned around again and swung the club out, like playing golf, hitting the little monster's head. go.

The monster also sensed that something was wrong, and instinctively bowed its head, wanting to lie down on the ground and dodge the blow. But Bailang summoned up all his strength, took a step faster, and smashed it hard before it was out of the 'attack range'.

boom!

There was another muffled sound, and there was a violent vibration in the palm, causing the wound to sting.

The short monster was also hit in the head by him, and hit the back of the head. The sound of the impact was dull and powerful, and there was a hint of crisp and pleasant impact. Rolling over, a sharp and piercing scream came out of his mouth.

More monsters around were attracted and gathered towards Bailang's position to chase after him. His heart tightened, and before he had time to flog the corpse to make up the sword, he struck another stick in a hurry, sweeping across the monster's side cheek, causing its neck to bend, and the upper half slid a short distance on the ground again.

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Bailang didn't dare to stay, and ran wildly again. Surprisingly, there is not much fear in my heart, but there is a kind of exhilarating excitement + secret joy.

Under the scarlet moonlight, he walked like flying, and felt that he had reached a new peak in recent years, and the feeling of speeding was really hearty.

Glancing back, the two four-legged creatures hanging behind suddenly abandoned themselves, and surrounded the red-skinned monster whose concussion he knocked out, biting and pulling ferociously.

Actually internal strife? This scene was beyond his expectation, and at the same time, his heart became more stable.

Although the several monsters encountered successively seemed ferocious, their attack power was not strong, and their distribution density was not high. After running for more than 20 meters in one breath, he stopped abruptly and found that he and others had gone astray!

The road leading to the south is blocked by an obtuse-angled building. In front of it are two 60° bifurcating roads, 'southwest' and 'southeast'. Make it difficult for him to choose for a while? Not sure which side to go?

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It was probably because when he encountered that 'little red skin' suddenly, several people who were walking with him passed him one after another, and then split up and ran away. (Just throw yourself off and the monsters won't catch up to them.)

By the time he acted again, the original N-person team had already been scattered everywhere. Those who are unlucky are still entangled and chased by monsters, and even get into a fight; while those who run fast have escaped to heaven and disappeared at the end of the forked road.

Looking at the chaotic streets, another person broke out from the building at this time, making all sorts of strange noises under the siege of monsters.

In the end, Bailang decided to take the fork to the right and continue to speed up to escape for his life.

Feel the violent beating of the heart and the excitement of the spirit. Rationally, he rejects resistance, telling himself that this is not right, but instinctively full of longing and anticipation, hoping to encounter something more exciting.

"Hey! It's all the moon's fault!" He attributed his abnormality to the broken moon.

In fact, he wasn't the only one. The rest of the people who chose to break through and have the courage to fight the monsters were more or less affected by similar effects, becoming manic and brave, and more and more reckless.

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Sprinting all the way, the process is easier than imagined. Some monsters flew over the sky from time to time, but they couldn't land on the ground to attack. They could only keep screaming, attracting more surface monsters and gathering survivors.

At this time, the more people there are, the easier it is to be attacked. Bailang was alone and escaped several rounds of attacks.

Along the way, he encountered strange looking creatures. There is that kind of short and arrogant red-skinned monster who can use weapons. They look like half-sized monkeys, with small horns growing on their heads, ugly and hideous, flexible and able to crawl on walls.

In the end, he was injured by his efforts, and after a few slaps with the bat, he fled away.

In addition, Bailang also saw mice bigger than cats looking for food in the rubbish dump by the roadside. As long as you don't actively provoke them, you won't be attacked.

The monster with the largest number is a kind of walking dead walking aimlessly in the streets with stiff and slow movements, very much like zombies in doomsday movies. Once they perceive the breath of a living person, they will actively approach and attack.

However, Bailang's movements were nimble and fast, as long as there were not enough 'walking dead' to form a siege, they couldn't stop him at all!

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Observing the city with a dim red light, the buildings are covered with vines, the road surface is cracked and broken, and weeds grow vigorously, twisted trees and plants grow in the gaps of the buildings, and in the gloomy and damp corners, one by one is magnified Ten times as many slugs crawled slowly... The road that was supposed to be blocked was cleared out by an external force. A large number of scrapped cars were overturned and piled up on both sides of the road, and now they are occupied by various mutant animals, making them old nests.

During the movement, Bailang avoided and threatened many mutated animals, but in the end it was inevitable that his shoes got wet and he was attacked by a 'half-rotten medium-sized dog' who lost his mind.

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This monster should have been a dog in its previous life, half of its face was rotting away, its gums were exposed to the air, its canine teeth were intertwined, its left eye socket was empty, there were white maggots wriggling, and its right eyeball was blood red. The monster suspected of being a 'zombie dog' was as swift as the wind, and jumped out of the scrapped car. After several rounds and dodges, it avoided Bailang's stick attack.

The first time it swooped and bit, Bailang tried its best to dodge it, and slapped the opponent back with a stick, but it was ineffective; then, relying on its short size, the vicious dog nimbly circled to the side, bit Bailang's calf, and fought hard. Shaking his head and tearing at the wound, no matter how he attacked, he would not let go.

Under the severe pain, Bailang couldn't panic at all. Instead, he was full of rage and murderous intent. He frantically swung his bat and slapped the head of the zombie dog under his feet, making a "bang bang bang" metal impact sound. However, this monster is muscular, with sharp edges and corners, and it is already 'dead', so it is completely unmoved and still bites on.

In the end, he drew out the ax decisively, hacked at the neck in a venting manner, and after chopping for a long time, he put the vicious dog on the ground and kicked it far away. He fell down on the side of the road, gasping for breath, his hands were still trembling uncontrollably, his palms were sore and soft, and there was still something unfinished in his heart.

Taking out the emergency medicine from the backpack, after simple cleaning, spraying, and bandaging, and then looking at the motionless vicious dog, Bailang felt a chill in his heart.

He kicked the vicious dog's head and found that it was not a living thing, but it was indeed killed after being headshot. So he immediately thought of the biohazard, "Being bitten by a zombie and turning into a zombie instantly" is scientific common sense, and I couldn't help feeling gloomy and uneasy.

"Ci'ao! This can't be a zombie dog, can it? Oh, it can't be true, is this some kind of zombie world? No, we must arrive at the camp as soon as possible, there must be a solution there. If it doesn't work, labor and capital will die once!"

Thinking of the introduction in the pedigree column, he felt ruthless in his heart, gritted his teeth, picked up the bat, and vented at the dead dog again. Only then did he stand up, continue to use a certain high-rise building as a reference, and limped towards the 'South' in his heart.

That's right, after walking around a few times, he felt a little lost?

It's not that he has the problem of being a road idiot, but that the environment is oppressive, the night is dark, and there are dangers hidden around him, which makes him lose energy to concentrate on discerning the direction. On the other hand, the terrain in this section is a bit complicated. There are all small roads, and there are no streets in the direction of the south and the north.

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