Doomsday Mage Summons the Undead

The torrential rain was still pouring.

On the originally dark street, two armored vehicles rolled over next to each other.

The bullet-riddled bodywork signaled that the battle was over.

Three gunmen in ordinary clothes were holding automatic rifles to monitor the movement inside the car.

"This one is still alive."

A gunman spotted a groaning survivor with blood on his face through the car window. He raised his automatic rifle and shot a specially made red bullet precisely to deal with the monster, killing the survivor by headshotting him to death.

After some inspections, all the living people in the car, whether they were wounded soldiers or survivors, were shot to death by the gunman.

Obviously the people in the car have lost the ability to resist, so there is no need to waste special bullets for a knife.

But gunners don't seem to care much about specialty bullets.

He regards it as a treasure in Zhen Haoren's hands, and each of his team members only has one special bullet.

In the eyes of the Gunners, it seems to be something that can be wasted at will.

The two gunmen came to the deformed carriage door, they straddled their automatic rifles diagonally behind them, and pulled the door open with all their might.

However, they found that the deformed car door had been stuck, and it was impossible for them to pull it.

Seeing this, a gunman shrugged, leaned against the car door and took out a cigarette and handed it to the person next to him.

"It's stuck, wait for the officer over there to solve it."

The gunman lit a cigarette, and the smoke wafted towards the roadside in the distance. In the dark night, a canned man raised his chin to signal.

Seeing this, his companion looked over, and saw that the canned man was breaking the last skinny skeleton wielding a bone longbow into bones with his arms. On Zhen Haoren who ran towards the store with the wounded.

Boom!

The huge force directly kicked Haoren Zhen into the store.

The wounded man on his back was pierced through the canned man's calf.

The full-cover black armor on its body is the latest invention of the Demon Seed Research Institute, made of new materials such as ghost and scorpion back armor.

Not to mention the toughness of the human body, it far surpasses the outer wall of armored vehicles.

The canned man raised his leg and flicked his foot, and the dying corpse of the wounded was thrown aside by him.

He strode towards Good Man Zhen, who knocked all kinds of shelves away, lying on the ground twitching, spitting blood and organ fragments.

"Sir, we can't open this door!"

A bald gunman shouted.

The canned man glanced at Haoren Zhen, who was obviously not going to live long, then turned around and walked towards the armored vehicle with heavy steps.

The steel box inside the car was an important target for him.

"Didn't we come to catch the deserters and get the box back?"

A gunman looked at the scattered bones around the armored vehicle, and said worriedly: "I don't understand why these skeletons stop us with their lives and detonate mines with their lives."

"You said, ten skeletons died here, and the three skeletons won't trouble us later, right?"

The gunman, who was puffing, took a deep puff of his cigarette and exhaled smoke rings: "What are you afraid of? We are eating imperial food for this matter, and the Nanzhili army is the largest now! There is a tall block to stop the sky from falling."

"Don't talk about those who have nothing, after this is over, we have the guns and red bullets they gave us"

The canned man came striding forward, the gunman stopped the conversation, quickly threw away the unburned cigarette in his hand and stood there with fear on his face.

The canned man's previous feat of taking out ten skeletons alone had already impressed the gunners deeply.

He stepped on heavy steps and walked to the car door. On the full-face helmet, there was a respirator-like thing on his face, and white mist emitted from it.

With the sound of the canned man's heavy breathing, he held both sides of the car door with both hands and pulled back hard.

With a bang, the door was opened.

"take away."

The dull voice of the canned man came from under the respirator.

After he pulled the two steel boxes out of the car, he handed the boxes to the gunmen.

While the latter was struggling to lift the steel box, the canned man walked up to the armored vehicle next to him, ready to repeat the same trick to take out the two steel boxes inside.

Just then, a gust of cold wind that held him in place earlier reappeared.

In an instant, the feeling that the body is not controlled by oneself reappeared.

And at the same time, a silver sword appeared behind him!

The silver sword aimed at the canned man and spun coldly in the dark night, and the sound of metal clanging resounded through the silent street where only the sound of rain remained.

But the canned man's armor is very hard, except for a large number of sparks when the silver sword is cutting, it cannot be broken at all.

Just as the eyes under the canned man's mask gradually changed from dark green to blood red.

Heifeng suddenly appeared behind the canned man, and after holding the silver sword with one hand, he quickly slashed away at the junction of the canned man's armor!

Flames splashed, and amidst the crackling sound, the canned man's right arm armor was removed and fell to the ground.

The bare arms are covered with thick black long hair.

At the same time, the Canned Man let out a wolf howl.

When his eyes quickly turned blood red, he also broke free from the shackles of the ghost.

When the canned man turned around unexpectedly, sharp claws glowing with cold light quickly grew out of the thick five fingers of his right arm!

The sharp claws were raised, and they slammed towards Heifeng's left arm fiercely!

Heifeng never thought that the canned man could break through the ghost's bondage, and the order he got here just now was to take down the canned man!

The black wind did not dodge or evade, and when the silver sword in his right arm was swung, a large amount of flames ignited and slashed at the root of the raised right arm of the canned man!

Bark!

Heifeng's left arm was torn off by the canned man's claws! But no liquid came out!

Pooh!

The right arm of the canned man was cut off by the black wind! A lot of blood gushed out!

Boom!

Heifeng's left arm and the canned man's right arm fell to the ground at the same time.

For a living body, this kind of injury would greatly affect the battle.

The canned man didn't expect Heifeng to play in such a desperate way.

The sharp pain from the severed right arm made him take a step back with a muffled grunt.

But there was no pain, and Heifeng, whose body was full of weapons, continued to perch and swing the silver sword!

Double power!

Heifeng activated the double power skill, and the silver sword slashed into the canned man's body from the left shoulder!

Immediately afterwards, Hei Feng leaped up with the help of the silver sword, and when he lost the silver sword in an instant, he was caught off guard by the canned man, raised his right leg high, and slammed the canned man's neck fiercely!

Boom!

Although the huge force at the neck did not break the head of the canned man protected by the armor, the huge force still made the canned man's knees limp and kneel on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, two ghosts who were going to seal off the surrounding area quickly floated over and cast Earth Binding on them.

"The master has an order, keep your tongue, watch him."

After Hei Feng dealt with the canned man.

Pulling out their silver swords, they walked slowly towards the trembling gunmen who held their guns but did not dare to shoot.

The latter three gulped at Hei Feng, who had broken his arm but still walked towards them like a normal person, and then the leading bald man threw the gun to the ground.

Amidst the plop, the bald head led the other two gunmen to kneel in front of Heifeng: "Brother! This matter has nothing to do with us!"

"We just came here to carry the box!"

Seeing this, Hei Feng just whipped him out one by one, and it would take a while for the skeleton warriors to arrive, so Hei Feng was in a hurry to protect Qi Lin.

inside the building.

A large number of shelves are scattered on the ground.

Even though he was moving fast in the rainstorm, Qi Lin, who was firmly protected by the black wind, was still not wet from the rain.

Qi Lin rushed into the building, anxious to check on Zhen Haoren, ignoring the sticky blood under his feet.

Qi Lin who fell was stained with a lot of blood.

He quickly got up and rushed towards Haozhen who was dying in the corner.

On the top of the head, Ghost Thirty, whose soul fire was also greatly reduced due to the ground-bound canned man, was also quickly telling what happened just now.

While Zhen Haoren's convoy was advancing, Phantom Thirty discovered a landmine on the road ahead of the convoy.

The incident happened suddenly. Seeing that the lead car was about to pass the mine, a bronze bone from Thirty Life rushed forward and launched a shield attack to detonate the mine.

The first Bronze Bone died in battle.

After the aftermath of the mines overturned the vehicle, the Can Man appeared with a huge minigun.

Thirty found out through the bullet chain that all of them were red bullets that Haoren Zhen was reluctant to use.

In less than a minute, at least a thousand red bullets shattered all the bronze bones that rushed to the front of the armored vehicle to protect Zhen Haoren into bone dregs.

The shield that can resist the attack of the demon species can't stop such a torrent of metal at all under the special bullets with extremely fast firing rate.

Ghost Thirty immediately bound the canned man, and because of this, Haoren Zhen and the others had a breathing space.

But there are three gunmen under the canned man, and the man with the automatic rifle also uses red bullets, and each of them has ten magazines.

A weapon capable of inflicting damage on a demon seed hits a human body, tearing flesh and blood instantly.

The barrel-bone archer shot at the canned man, but was blocked by the armor covering his whole body, unable to break through the armor.

A volley of arrows shot at the eyes, piercing the armor, but it didn't kill the canned man. Instead, it let out a wolf howl in pain and broke free from the ground.

The Canned Man then shields his eyes with his palms and strides forward to eliminate an archer.

During this period, Zhen Haoren kept rushing out of the nearby buildings, resisting the gunman's attack to drag the wounded out of the armored vehicle.

Later, the archers ran out of arrows. Normally, the archers were looking for the commanding heights to shoot. After the arrows were finished, they retreated to replenish the arrows and fight again.

But Qi Lin's order to Thirty was to protect Haoren Zhen, and Thirty had to order the arrow to rush forward with a bow in hand to protect Haoren Zhen.

Those red bullets can break the bones of the archer.

Until the last archer protecting Zhen Haoren was instantly killed by the canned man, Zhen Haoren was seriously injured and fell to the ground.

Qi Lin who rushed to the side of Haoren Zhen had a sad and indignant expression.

From its wolf howl and weapon characteristics, Qi Lin already knew that no one except the military's Demon Seed Research Institute could make these things!

Maybe it will be self-made some days in the future, but now, only the research institute can!

That canned man is a beast soldier of the military: Werewolf Special Forces!

Only they can equip that bullet in large quantities!

Before Qi Lin left, he was afraid that there would be no accidents, so he deliberately left a small team to escort.

All the defensive jade pendants, injections, and potions were also given.

But he never expected that the danger would come from the military!

He didn't know what happened. He looked at Haoren Zhen, who was dying and coughing up big mouthfuls of blood and organ fragments from time to time, and quickly took out the only treatment injection left in the interspatial ring and injected it.

"It's fine if you can't run! What kind of wolf with a big tail are you!"

While cursing, Qi Lin threw away the emptied injection, quickly took out the remaining medicine to delay the weakening of the body, uncorked the bottle and poured it into Zhen Haoren's mouth.

He saw the bone stubble protruding from Zhen Haoren's abdomen, and he knew that there was no way to recover from this injury.

This kind of injury cannot be treated by injections and medicines at all.

But Qi Lin seemed to have given up his previous miser's temperament, and still quickly used the remaining medicines and injections for Zhen Haoren.

"Cough cough."

Haoren Zhen spat out the medicine and blood.

The medicine I drank couldn't be filled at all!

Qi Lin gritted his teeth, desperately looking for the injection that he gave to the other party earlier.

But there is nothing on it!

"grass!"

Qi Lin swears a rare word, then turns around and runs quickly towards the armored vehicle.

It just so happened that Hei Feng was also walking towards him.

"Master, the locker for the co-pilot of the first car!" Ghost Thirty saw Qi Lin's intention and said quickly.

"Hei Feng! Get the car out of the way!"

Heifeng was holding a silver sword, and the car door was cut open amidst the flames.

Qi Lin quickly rummaged through the locker and found the leather bag containing the injection!

He looked overjoyed as if he was holding hope, he hugged the bag tightly and turned back to Mrs. Zhen.

"Fucking bad guy! Wake up!"

While cursing, Qi Lin injected all the injections in his hand into Zhen Hao's body.

After finishing one, move on to the next one.

At the time of the third injection, Haoren Zhen woke up leisurely.

He opened his eyes, and Qi Lin's joyful face was reflected in his blurred vision.

"Don't waste it and die"

Zhen Haoren's internal organs were severely damaged at this moment, his spine was broken, and his sternum was also pierced into the internal organs.

If it weren't for the high physique of the eighth-level Chosen One, I'm afraid he would have died long ago.

Good man Zhen glanced out of the window from the corner of his eyes, and a large number of undead with flashing will-o'-the-wisps rushed towards him.

There are burning skeletons, there are those with quiver on their backs and bows, there are those with large shields on their shoulders, and there are those with sword shields or swords.

Those skeletons are swaying soul fire, matching their shape, it is really like a child crying at night.

At this moment, Haoren Zhen knew in his heart that this young man was the skeleton man the military had been looking for!

This young man is the patron saint that the people have been talking about!

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"Ahem. It seems that you are an extraordinary person."

Under Qi Lin's astonished gaze, Haoren Zhen burst out laughing out of nowhere.

"You're still fucking laughing!" Qi Lin didn't know why he was laughing, he was worried that Zhen Haoren was only using the injection to recover his light at the moment, and maybe he wouldn't last long.

Qi Lin asked anxiously, "Are there any relatives alive? Give me a name!"

"You give me a name!"

"As long as I don't die! I will ensure that they will have endless prosperity and wealth in this life!"

But Haoren Zhen didn't answer his question, he just stretched out his sticky and bloody hand, trying to lift it up to touch Qi Lin.

"You, you are a good person."

"You must not be a bad person. Cough."

Good man Zhen coughed violently, his chest heaving violently with the stubble exposed, but he still looked at Qi Lin pleadingly, as if if Qi Lin didn't agree to him, he would die with regret.

"Fuck!" Qi Lin's arms trembled: "You fucking!!!"

"You, you have to be a good person." Zhen Haoren, who looked more and more depressed, still insisted: "I am an orphan and my girlfriend died before the catastrophe. Just... just this one wish."

Qi Lin gritted his teeth and said angrily, "I can only promise you that when I have time, I will not be a bad person!"

Zhen Haoren smiled in an instant. He looked at the angry Qi Lin, smiling happily on his blood-stained face, and his dim eyes also regained their brightness at this moment: "If you want to live, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. If you can, you have to let more people live, you have to be a good person, not a bad person!"

After Zhen Haoren finished speaking with all his strength, his eyes could no longer bear the heavy and tired feeling.

He stretched out his hand to touch the sky, and murmured: "I dreamed of you again. Although I can't see clearly, I'm sure it's you. Your appearance is accompanied by the fragrance of flowers, floating in me all the time."

Zhen Haoren's arm hangs down weakly, and there is no more sound.

Lieutenant Zhen Haoren, and all members of his team.

In the middle of the night on the twelfth day of the catastrophe, on the 30th day of the Lunar New Year.

All of them were killed.

After being silent for a while, Qi Lin got up without saying a word, looked at Zhen Haoren's body, and waved it into his space ring.

With a blank expression on his face, he strode out.

At this moment, there are more than 50 undead of various shapes gathered at the armored vehicle.

The rest of the hundred or so people were ordered to seal off the surrounding area, looking for those suspected of being involved in this incident.

"Master." Ghost Thirty's voice was a little low.

Qi Li replied directly: "It has nothing to do with you, I will let the skeleton mage summon some temporary skeletons, you go to absorb the soul fire and advance to silver."

Qi Lin stopped Thirty's words, walked slowly to the canned man, knelt down and looked at it carefully.

If Zhen Haoren wears the jade pendant on his body, maybe he can last until he arrives.

If good man Zhen didn't save someone, he just had to run, and under the protection of the undead who feared life and death, he would definitely be able to run away.

But Qi Lin didn't expect that Haoren Zhen, who rushed out of the attack range, ran back again, and fell to the ground one by one with their backs on their backs.

What Qi Lin didn't expect was that the enemy in this incident was the military in the same camp as Haoren Zhen!

Qi Lin grabbed the black warrior's silver sword and poked it at the canned man's severed arm.

The latter's body shook and let out a wolf howl.

"Wolf special forces, right?"

"It appeared quite early. It seems that the military has undergone different changes?"

"Why don't you have thrusters behind this can of armor?"

"Haven't you found a mechanic yet?"

"This is really good news, maybe I can find the mechanic before you?"

Qi Lin looked at the other party's red eyes, suppressed his anger and said: "They are from the military, and so are you."

"so."

"Why?"

"Can you tell me why?"

"Why do you want to do this?"

The canned man was obviously a little surprised that Qi Lin knew his identity, and even more shocked by Qi Lin's understanding of the military in his words.

It is true that they haven't found a mechanic yet, but the armor was originally designed with grooves reserved for propellers!

Such a secret matter, only the commander, the major general, and a few people from the Demon Seed Research Institute know.

How did this young man know?

Qi Lin was disappointed that the canned man remained silent.

His hostility rose: "All right, all right!"

"That's great!"

"Your military is really playing tricks!"

Qi Lin shouted in a cold voice: "Old Jiu! Where did you go when you died!"

"Master, Lao Jiu is here." Lao Jiu hurriedly floated over, he had never seen Qi Lin like this before, and there was a trace of fear in his voice.

"Arrange him, don't kill him."

Qi Lin pointed at the canned man, and then came three gunmen who had woken up and their bodies were shaking like chaff.

Before he could ask a question.

The leading bald gunman shouted anxiously: "Brother! I'm useful!"

Qi Lin looked at the bald head with great interest and said nothing.

The bald head saw that there was something going on, and hurriedly said: "We are from the base of Xiyuan Middle School on Luohe Road! This officer"

This stronghold is the end point of Zhen Haoren's escort of supplies, and Qi Lin knows this.

The bald man cast his eyes at the twitching canned man, and quickly changed his words: "This is a bird-faced man with a bird's body compared to the one with him!"

"They said they came to catch the deserters, and then gave us guns and special bullets that could harm monsters. They said that if this matter is done well, the guns and bullets will belong to us afterwards, and if they are done well, they will give us more bullets!"

The bald head continued: "Then the brat led us here to lay an ambush, and after waiting all afternoon, the man with a human body and a bird face flew over and said that the target had arrived. This brat has a space ring than the brat, and took out the weapon for us."

"We are responsible for looking for living victims and nearby witnesses. After killing them, we will fill up the guns and then take away the box. We have no intention of being an enemy of your skeletons. He killed all your skeletons!"

The bald man pointed at the canned man: "Then. That's it."

Qi Lin narrowed his eyes, the bird man should be one of the army's beast soldiers: the human sparrow special forces.

Immediately, the soul link ordered: "Pay attention to searching the sky, and shoot down everything that can fly!"

"Follow the master's will!"

Qi Lin narrowed his eyes: "Is there any more?"

The three gunmen all shook their heads, flattered and said, "It's really over."

The bald man looked fearfully at the skeletons around him.

He knew in his heart that the thin young man in front of him was the owner of the skeleton.

The bald man smiled obsequiously and said, "Brother, don't kill us, we can be your dog."

Pooh!

Qi Lin swung the silver sword in his hand, and bowed his head.

He looked at the head rolling on the ground and said with a smile: "You alone? Be my dog? Are you worthy?"

The death of Haoren Zhen caused the hostility in Qi Lin's heart to rise again.

The two gunmen next to them trembled and kept begging for mercy. They didn't have the toughness of cursing like in TV dramas.

Living is their only goal at the moment.

As for being a good man after 18 years of swearing?

Not everyone can do that.

"Master, he has been silent all this time, and when he is in a hurry, he howls like a wolf, and then commits suicide."

Lao Jiu's report came.

Qi Lin was not much disappointed. At this point in time, those who can enter the Werewolf Special Forces are all people of faith.

He just doesn't understand why.

"Take off his visor."

The human wolf at this moment, has experienced something in the nightmare world, and his blood red eyes gradually returned to dark green.

Qi Lin squatted in front of the human wolf, staring at his bloody wolf's face that was shaken by the black wind's powerful whip and legs, and said: "Sometimes I admire you people."

"The plan to turn beasts into soldiers includes not only human wolves and human sparrows, but also at least twenty kinds of beastlike troops."

Under the surprised eyes of the human wolf, Qi Lin continued: "You should be the first batch of experimental subjects whose genetic modification technology is not so mature."

"I'm afraid there are a lot of side effects, right? Shortened lifespan? Can't you restore your human form?"

"Losing your mind?"

"I really admire you for abandoning your family and children and devoting yourself to your faith."

Qi Lin smiled, took Zhen Haoren's body from the space ring, and put it in front of the wolf.

"Right now, I don't want to ask whose orders you listen to. I don't want to ask whether you are from the southeast headquarters or the north city. After all, if you ask, you probably won't tell."

Qi Lin chuckled lightly: "Ha!"

Then he said with a heavy tone: "I just want to know, he is your comrade, why did you do this?"

"You have the same beliefs, he is a good man!"

"Why are you doing this?!"

"Why did you kill him???"

The green eyes of the human wolf looked down at the lifeless good man Zhen on the ground. After a long time, the bloody mouth opened on the ferocious wolf's face: "Killing is not my intention."

"Military orders. It is hard to violate."

Qi Lin chuckled: "It's nice to say, did he do something wrong? Tell me, what did he do wrong and you kill him?!"

But no matter what Qi Lin said, the human wolf still murmured and repeated the sentence: Killing people is not my will, and the military order will never be violated.

When the werewolf looked at Zhen Haoren, there was sadness and sympathy in his green eyes.

It seemed that he was not killing the enemy.

But siblings.

The gunman next to him saw that Qi Lin's brows were getting deeper and deeper, and continued to beg for mercy: "Brother! We"

Qi Lin suddenly turned around and shouted: "Don't fucking talk to me! I have a cleanliness!"

"Kill them!"

"Kill them!!!"

These gunmen were recruited on a temporary basis, and the core information was on this wolf who couldn't open his mouth.

And to be able to accept the transformation into a werewolf when the animalization technology is not yet mature, his belief is undoubtedly firm.

Qi Lin knew that he couldn't get more news from them.

That being the case, there is no need to keep them.

With a plop, the three heads fell and rolled in the bloody water.

The torrential rain was still falling.

Dozens of undead stood around, looking at Qi Lin and waiting for orders.

And Qi Lin got up slowly, glanced at the direction of the Beicheng safety zone, then turned to look at the military base camp in the southeast,

Finally, he looked down at Zhen Haoren's body, and waved it into the space ring.

"He who pays for everyone."

"This city is too cold. When I fight out, I will find a place for you to sleep forever where the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant."

Qi Lin stretched out his hands to stare, and there was Zhen Haoren's blood on them.

"As promised, accompany me to break through the siege, now, there is no one else."

Qi Lin looked up and found that Hei Feng was holding an umbrella for himself.

He reached for the umbrella and threw it into the bloody water.

Then he strode towards the distance.

"I don't need an umbrella, I'm the rainstorm!"

"Order! Thirty to thirty-four ghosts, five ghosts leading two black warriors, one death archer, one burning corpse, thirty copper bones, and thirty archers waiting in ambush here."

"All the other undead, except the old ten, block off the surrounding ten kilometers and block all human beings. No matter what clothes they wear, the old nine will be dragged into the nightmare space one by one for questioning."

Qi Lin was drenched in the heavy rain that had never stopped since he was a child, and walked on the bloody road.

At first, when he was young, he was still running in the heavy rain, because children without umbrellas can only run.

Later, he walks in the rain, and he's going to be the rainstorm.

"In the wind and rain, I will wait for you here."

Thanks: Wuming Shangguanzi Haihan rewarded 500 starting coins!

Thanks: Yuebai Fengqing rewarded 500 starting coins when he was about to fall!

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