Doomsday Virus

街道 There is a street 15 kilometers away from the fortress affiliated with Komodo.

It was once a bustling commercial street integrating entertainment, finance, and industry. There are also many shops, and a dazzling array of huge billboards has almost blocked the sky in this area.

如今 To this day, this area that is not exposed to sunlight for many years has become a "summer resort" for various mutant monsters.

The dense population that once lived on that street naturally made it one of the most severely affected areas due to black rain.

Because the area is also infected with a large number of people.

More than 90% of humans' bloodthirsty monsters mutated after being infected by black rain are called "living corpses".

Because they have completely lost the characteristics of a living person, but they can eat, act, and even mate, they are called living corpses by the survivors.

Living corpses are like the walking dead described in old-time movies—zombies, with severe skin festering and flaking, revealing scarlet muscle tissue, and even with broken legs and broken arms, they can act as usual.

No pain, no fear of death, bloodthirsty like life is their characteristic.

The consciousness of their lifetime has long ceased to exist, whether you were a beautiful white-collar worker, manager or president of a company five years ago, or a tattered, unkempt beggar under a flyover.

Now they are all on a starting line, turning into walking dead, wandering, searching for food, or competing for the right to mate and mate with female living corpses.

And the live corpses infected by the black rain here are different from the zombies in the movie who are as slow as 80-year-old ladies.

的 The living corpses of this era are basically top athletes in all kinds of sports such as top 100 meters, marathons, triathlons, high jumps, and even swimming ...

As soon as you are found by the keen sense of smell and vision of those living corpses, they will ignore all obstacles and rush at you at a crazy speed of less than 10 seconds from 100 meters, until they stab you to the bones ...

Before hunting live corpses, you have to think about whether you can run past them.

At this time, Xia Leng was heading to that living dead street less than 1 km away.

He took on this extremely difficult task.

If it was before, he definitely turned around and left. He would not perform this suicide mission just to get a message in the fortress.

But now it's different. With this extraordinary ability, he should be able to fight against the single dead corpse.

And in the subconscious, the black light virus seems to keep hinting that those living bodies are a kind of "delicious food", don't let them go ...

任务 This task was not only taken by Xia Leng alone, but many other refugees also tried to obtain this "ticket" for a stable life.

Wherever humans are, they like to gather together to complete insurmountable hunting tasks together.

Here is no exception. A hundred meters in front of Xia Leng, there is a temporary team of about two or thirty refugees who are also heading to the land of the living dead.

A person does not have the courage to face the horrible zombies, but a group of people is not the same. They still understand the reason that people have more power. Even if they die, there is at least a back cushion ...

But Xia Cooling didn't want to be with the wandering people in front of him. Hunting the corpses was hard enough. He didn't want to spend his mind to deal with the misbehaving temporary companions around him.

When they are less than 500 meters away from their destination, they have gradually entered a dangerous area that is blocked by sunlight with dense advertising signs.

Wu Xia Leng saw the front team that was still full of confidence, but when they were about to enter the terrible and horrifying place, they stopped and lingered between light and darkness.

Between sunlight and darkness, it is like the junction of heaven and hell. If you make a wrong step, you will end up in perpetuity.

None of them want to be the first to step into this land of living dead, they all want to sit and enjoy the chance to pick up a spar.

Even killing teammates and taking the spar from them is much better than facing the horrible bloodthirsty corpses.

Xia Leng looked at the group of refugees in front of you who pushed me, and no one wants to be the first victim.

All these are in Xia Leng's expectation, wait to see who will start to attack the people around him first.

The result was not the same. After nearly 5 minutes of this temporary formation of the exile team, for some reason, some of them started to fight each other!

Fighting in the last days is almost a stroke of death and a deadly stroke.

With several screams screaming in the sky over the street, after all, someone was killed by the "comrades" around him, and the team was quiet again.

At this moment, a man full of horror scars, the strongest man in this group of vagrants, walked with a smile, like a cricket, grabbed a thin old man on the ground who was fuzzy and killed alive.

"Hum, a lot of years old and dreaming of entering the fortress, just pave the way for our descendants."

He carried a thin, dead body with a heavy **** smell, walked to the edge of the sunlit place, took a deep breath, and with a roar, he suddenly threw the body a few dozen meters away, and then banged. He fell **** the dark street.

Although the old man's body is already as skinny as it is, but to throw a distance of 50 meters away, it is simply whimsical for the average person.

So this man must be at least the eschatological fighter of the first-order power system!

Even the baptist must participate in the mission to enter the fortress ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ It can be seen that the interior is really overcrowded.

However, even if it is a first-order baptist, it is not easy to face a starving living corpse alone, because even if a scar is caught by the monster's claws, it is likely to be infected with deadly bacteria. death.

After Xun threw the body, the strong man quickly turned and ran back to the crowd under the scorching sun, holding his breath with the crowd and watching the solitary body lying in the middle of the dark street.

About a few minutes later, the dark area ahead still showed no abnormalities. Is it now on the edge of the street of living dead, and there are no zombies at all?

As the atmosphere waiting for people gradually became somewhat anxious, suddenly only a low roar came from the dark fog, and the silhouette of a skinny figure began to appear slowly!

Roar……

at last! The first live corpse appeared!

Almost ulcerated, a piece of skin would fall every step, and the right thigh was folded nearly 360 degrees, and one eyeball was hung by a nerve wire and dreaded the horror corpse under the eye socket. That "bait"!

At the same time everyone saw it, in addition to the fear brought about by nature, there were tickets to enter the fortress and go to a new life.

People started to move, but no one dared to rush forward first, although this zombie surface seemed to be slow for the time being.

The living corpse sniffed the thick **** smell in the air and came to the corpse excitedly. After a short groping, they began to enjoy it. With each sip, the old man's wrinkled skin was torn off and swallowed into the living corpse. Belly.