doomsday lamb

Several hours have passed since the ammunition was prepared and the fierce battle began in the morning. There are no longer large numbers of black corpses coming to gather in the surrounding neighborhoods. A few sparse old and weak black corpses are limping over, more like a kind of add-on.

Oil tactics may not kill the bravest warriors in the world, but it will still not be a problem to kill this ignorant boy like him.

On that hillside not far away...why is there someone standing there?

During the battle, Aping was stunned for a moment and almost had his neck scratched by the female black corpse beside him.

Really, even if these guys change their bodies, their nature will not change...

But in the next moment, Aping saw the figure on the hillside moving and running towards him.

He couldn't help being surprised. This man was so fast. He might be able to arrive in less than a moment.

He suddenly became ruthless, swung the blade horizontally, and pushed away the female black corpse that liked to scratch people's necks and grab people's hair.

Looking at the dense group of corpses and the figure in the distance, he suddenly shouted: "Get away!"

"Humph", Lang Hua suddenly felt a feeling of hatred for iron and steel, "Childish!"

"Ice shield! Wind blade, wind diamond!" He shouted: "Blade, chop!"

In the air around Lang Hua, dozens of half-meter-wide, shining wind blades formed in an instant and blasted into the group of corpses in front of him.

The attack from behind took advantage of the situation, and aimed the wind blade at the height of the back of the black corpses' heads in advance, and the pneumatic drill was even more effective. The entire group of corpses suddenly fell on their backs, and in an instant, half of the passage was blasted out of the group of corpses!

Several miniature ice shields appeared beside Aping, blocking him from the fatal attacks of two speed-type black zombies.

And Lang Hua then held the long-handled Mo Dao with both hands, pushed the blade horizontally, and cut past the groups of corpses with the help of speed skills. It was like a shower of broken flesh and blood in the mid-air one meter above the ground.

rain!

At this moment, Zhou Jin, who was on the hillside, suddenly trembled his eyebrows - he seemed to feel a familiar energy in that "wind blade".

It's like...his "beam"?

Zhou Jin's feeling is not wrong. The "Wind Blade" skill used by Lang Hua at this time is different from the "Wind Blade" used by Xie Ying under the "Wind Life" ability. He clearly possesses both wind and light elements.

Energy traces of both properties.

Essentially, the "fusion crystal core" does not allow people to actually possess certain abilities of others. It only allows the person with abilities to imitate the energy trajectory of a certain type of ability, thus producing a "replication" effect.

In particular, pure attack skills such as "Wind Blade" and "Wind Drill" are more appropriately called "Energy Blade" and "Energy Drill" in Lang Hua's hands. In the final analysis, they are just Lang Hua's energy based on other abilities.

Casting methods provide more options, which are commonly referred to as "skills".

The abnormality of "Fusion Crystal Core" is that Lang Hua can activate multiple skills at the same time to fight together.

This allows Lang Hua, as an ordinary dual-ability user, to be able to display a full combat state comparable to a basic main-type ability user.

Just like Xie Ying who previously summoned the three wind skills of "Wind Shadow", "Wind Blade" and "Wind Diamond" by stimulating the main wind ability "Wind Life".

Otherwise, it would be almost impossible to use the 'Fireball Technique' and the 'Fire Net Technique' at the same time like Lin Wenjin, because there would be a time difference between summoning the two.

At this time, Lang Hua's abilities were fully activated, his combat power more than doubled, and he was more suitable for group combat.

Of course, the energy loss will also increase exponentially in this case.

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Taking advantage of this brief gap, Lang Hua kicked open the ajar warehouse door, then grabbed Aping, who was in a sluggish state, with one hand, and the two of them rushed in together.

The first thing Lang Hua did when he entered the front hall of the warehouse was to crawl to the ground and lock the warehouse.

The three-digit black corpse scale cannot be solved by Lang Hua alone. He is not Captain Lang Hua in his previous life.

The attack just now was just a sneak attack from behind, taking advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness. There were many speed and strength black zombies in this zombie group. Once he was trapped in it, it would not be easy to escape.

"Haiping, your name is Haiping?" Lang Hua looked at Aping's chest and said.

There is a nameplate there, but it's obvious

It was stained with blood, and the first character of the surname could not be seen clearly.

Different from Lang Hua's neat short hair, Haiping's bangs in front of his forehead are quite long. When he lowers his head like this, the ends of his hair even cover his eyebrows, completely covering one side.

"I don't need you to save me. I can kill more monsters without your intervention."

"What's your last name?" Lang Hua said, reaching out to wipe off the stain and look at the writing on it, but Hai Ping slapped Lang Hua's hand away with a swing of his arm.

The warehouse seemed to suddenly become quiet, so quiet that the sound of the black corpses banging on the door suddenly became very loud, filling every space here.

The sound was like a cluster of flames, instantly igniting Lang Hua's heart.

"Bang."

He stretched out his hand and knocked Hai Ping to the ground, and then shouted: "You are very brave! You want to die, don't you?"

The polished cement floor is very hard, so it must be painful.

But Haiping seemed not to feel it. He just stood up and said in a low voice: "If I can't avenge my family, what qualifications do I have to say my last name..."

Lang Hua walked over and grabbed the other person's collar and said, "What's wrong with you? Did you know that you almost died just now? Just because of your stupidity!"

"It's none of your business!" Haiping suddenly raised his head: "What do you know? What do you know about me! My family, friends, everyone... take revenge, I want revenge. I want to kill them all!"

"So you hide in front of the ammunition depot and use the toy gun in your hand to 'name' them one by one? You think this is fun, right? Are you worthy of the Tang Hengdao in your hand?"

"You fucking fart! What can I do? Without guns and ammunition, how many can I kill by myself? With this place, I can kill all these monsters, I..."

"There are tens of billions of necromorphs in this world. How many can you kill? A thousand, ten thousand? Or kill a whole city and a place? Have you ever thought that these necromorphs are only in the apocalypse?

Victims. You can step on their heads and become stronger all the way, but you shouldn't just vent your anger on them."

Lang Hua gasped and walked away from the sea. The raid just now was a big burden even for Lang Hua. "Give them a pleasure, show them kindness, and then take their gifts and evolve all the way to find the truth."

, to find the mastermind behind the scenes to take revenge, instead of just killing these little zombie-like pawns. If you dare not face a more powerful opponent, you are a coward!"

"I will succeed, I would have...I will go to other places again to kill...kill all these monsters...it was them who turned my family into monsters, it was them..."

"It's a pity that I only saw your failure, and I only saw a defeated dog wailing here!" Lang Hua suddenly seemed to lose his temper. He chuckled and said: "You are worthy of using Tang Dao? You are not worthy of this.

A knife!"

"Shut up!"

"These two knives of yours must be old. It's a joke that his previous owner handed him over to you."

"I told you to shut up!"

"Ding" is the sound of the back of the knife intersecting with the blade.

Lang Hua raised the handle of the knife in his hand and blocked Hai Ping's knife from hitting his face.

"You haven't recovered your physical strength yet, but just like the black corpses don't care about taking advantage of you, I won't be extra aggressive with you today just because you are exhausted." Lang Hua put away his smile and said solemnly.

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"Go to hell!"

Another horizontal knife slashed towards Lang Hua's waist.

Lang Hua reversed Mo Dao and blocked another blow.

"Er-sword style? Very good."

Compared with fighting with one hand holding a sword, the two-knife style is by no means twice as difficult. It not only requires a solid foundation of skills, but also requires strong and coordinated arms and back muscles of the sword holder.

Lang Hua knew - this time he met an expert.

The real martial arts are killing techniques, but what Lang Hua learned in the army camp are even more brave and fierce soul-stealing secret techniques.

The thirteen years of fighting on the battlefield in his previous life were no joke, fighting had already become an instinct deeply rooted in his bones.

Even if he takes away all his clothes

In terms of skills, he can also completely rely on what he learned in his previous life in the army to fight against Hai Ping without falling behind.

The Mo Dao in Lang Hua's hand is used to cut, chop and slap. The moves are extremely simple but capture the essence of sword skills. Compared with Lang Hua's deadly sword skills and his evolved strong physical fitness, Hai Ping lacks strength and speed but is superior in skills.

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If Haiping hadn't spent too much energy in the previous battle, it would be hard to say who would be stronger or weaker in this battle.

But in the end, it's just a tired body.

"Dang", Lang Hua lifted Mo Dao up, and the Heng Dao in Hai Ping's hand flew out and flew to the ground in the distance.

"You lost." There was no emotion in Lang Hua's words. "In the end of the world, if you lose, you will die."

"I... haven't lost yet!"

Haiping's voice suddenly became harsh.

There was almost no sound of the knife being drawn, and two knives only 20 centimeters long were pulled out from Haiping's leggings and handed to Lang Hua's chest in the blink of an eye.

"Ice shield!"

At this moment, two miniature ice shields appeared, narrowly blocking the blade.

And Lang Hua's figure never moved even a little bit from beginning to end.

It seemed that everything was as he expected.

The traditional knives used in ancient China were thick-backed, wide-bodied, and single-edged. The main function of such knives was for chopping, but they were inconvenient for assassination.

It was not until the Tang Dynasty that the shortcomings of traditional knives were comprehensively considered, and on this basis, improvements were made based on the experience of facing enemies to produce the well-known Tang Dao. Compared with traditional knives, the Tang Dao blade was lengthened, and the width of the blade was

It is narrowed, the back of the knife is also slightly thinner, and the tip is sharpened on both sides. The most classic example is the Tang Hengdao, one of the four Tang Dynasty knives in Haiping's hand.

Choosing this structure allows the Tang Dao to have the functions of three weapons: knife, sword and gun. In addition to cutting at short distances, it can also assassinate like a spear or sword at long distances. The head of the knife opens on both sides.

The blade is precisely to enhance the killing effect of "stabbing". The short and narrow barrier knife in Haiping's hand is more inclined to "stab" and is more similar to a modern dagger.

The Mo Dao in Lang Hua's hand is 1.2 meters long. The blue long-handled blade is made of medium carbon steel, and the blade is made of special spring steel. It is double-edged and very flexible. Although this Mo Dao only weighs 7

It weighs only 1 kilogram, but it is twice as powerful as the Tang Hengdao in Hai Ping's hand. With the physical attributes of Lang Hua, a second-level evolver, it is even more powerful in attack.

Compared with Lang Hua's calmness, Hai Ping's dull expression was particularly conspicuous in his stiff body.

"I...lost?"

"If it weren't for the ice shield technique, maybe you would have won." Lang Hua's voice was extremely sincere.

"Ability user? I..."

"Getting back to the subject," Lang Hua looked at Hai Ping and said, "You are also looking for the source of this disaster, right? Then do you want to know who turned your family into that kind of situation?"

Haiping didn't seem to hear what he was saying clearly. After being stunned for a moment, he got up, grabbed Lang Hua's collar and said urgently: "You know, right? You know, tell me!"

Lang Hua grinned, grabbed his arm, threw him over his shoulder, and knocked him to the ground again: "The source of the apocalypse, what can I do if I tell you?"

"Kill them all," Haiping clenched his teeth subconsciously, "kill them all!"

Lang Hua narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he could see the flame called revenge burning in Hai Ping's eyes.

But he still smiled and said: "You are too weak now."

"I……"

Lang Hua's tone was condescending, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

But this time, Haiping surprisingly didn't become angry again.

Lang Hua was right, he was too weak... He couldn't even ensure his own survival, so there was no need to talk about revenge.

Lang Hua squatted down, put his head close to Haiping's ear and spoke softly, his voice seemed to have endless magic power: "How many zombies can you kill by yourself? You can't touch the source of the disaster now. Follow me.

, you can also possess this ability and become an esper. There are even stronger abilities and skills that are far more powerful than what you just saw. And whether it is revenge or killing, as long as you continue to become stronger all the way,

Then there will be no disadvantages."