Roger rode the Hell Horse quickly rushed to the east of Meicun. Along the way, he saw the desolate scene of the doomsday. The dead leaves covered the ground, covering the broken limbs and broken arms, covering the thick corpse stinking and blood. n∈n∈,.

He had met two groups of refugees, all of whom were pale and thin, and were ragged. Most of them looked dull and dull. Too many difficulties made them look haggard and their reactions became slow. When they saw Roger, their eyes were extremely calm.

There is no revenge, no hope, it seems that just seeing a walking thing passes by.

This is probably the case with the so-called dead wood and dead ashes, and Roger's heart is getting heavier and heavier.

It was noon the next day when he arrived at Meicun. The corpses were piled up and zombies were densely packed with empty and lonely.

There are no more zombies in this village, and the strong smell of corpse can't dissipate in the air.

The remaining zombies also had their legs broken and their bodies were rotten and could not walk.

Roger frowned and got off the horse and entered the village. He searched each room by room, and nothing was abnormal, but when he was on the horse farm, he suddenly saw iron beds and incomplete corpses.

Seeing the scene, he suddenly felt a sudden feeling in his heart, his eyebrows were locked deeper, and he strode over and took a closer look.

Here are the corpses of giants, the corpses of various animals and the corpses of ordinary people. The iron bed is covered with blood, and minced meat is hung on the wire intertwined.

"Sewing Beast",

Seeing the decoration here, Roger had already confirmed his previous guess. The old zombie monster was indeed a man-made creature, and it was more like a monster that combined with a sewing beast and a baby monster.

But who can create such a monster?

The first thing Roger thought of was the Poison Hall, but he believed that Pamela did not have the courage or the scheming to attack Luo Jue.

Kovo?

That's even more impossible.

Looking around, there were no signs of fire, no poultry, no food

Isn’t the person who sews the corpse here himself a human?

After looking outside the village, Roger no longer thought about it, and turned over and chased the eastward. This time he rushed at full speed. The headless hell horse made fire with four hooves, and it was speeding up. In a blink of an eye, it ran for seventy miles, and the smell of blood and corpse stinking became stronger and stronger.

Roger looked away. There was no black line in the air.

There were more and more zombies on the road, and they all walked eastward with their bloody legs. Even when they saw Roger, they did not pounce on them, but just went eastward.

Something weird.

Roger ignored them and added the Hell Horse under his seat. The Hell Horse roared and emitted fierce flames all over his body. The land seemed to shrink under the horse's hooves, while the dense zombies in Roger's eyes were like waves and waves that were swept by the Hell Horse.

"Yeah? Carriage",

After traveling for ten miles, Roger saw two carriages rolling in the middle of the zombies gathering like ants.

What's strange is that the one who is trapped on the front of the car is not the horse, but two old zombies.

These two old zombie monsters are completely different from the one in Laogang Village. They look a little smaller in size, but they are not covered in blood, but have kneaded muscles. Three tiger heads are connected to their necks and shoulders, giving people a feeling of being very different and terrifying.

There are particularly dense zombies around the carriage, and four other old zombies are protecting each other. It seems that they are protecting some treasures.

Roger patted the Hell Horse and signaled him to return to his space. Then his wings spread out, his body rose from the ground, and two black beams of light shot out.

The old zombie monster protecting the left side of the carriage roared and turned his head. As soon as he turned his head, his chest was penetrated by Roger's beam of light, but this pain made him fierce, and the head in the middle opened his mouth. With a "pop", a wave of blood gushed out.

Unexpectedly, it could still be so disgusting. Roger's body was raised two meters higher, avoiding the blood wave that soared into the sky, and he made gestures with both hands. The black flame spread out from his body, and two spears of destruction appeared in his hand. He shook his hand and shot the spear of destruction out.

"Peng",

"Peng",

The explosions continued to sound, and each spear of destruction shot out the zombie monster, and a head exploded. The sixth spear of destruction did not shoot at the zombie monster, but stabbed hard towards the carriage on the right.

However, this time the spear of destruction stopped on the roof of the carriage before it could penetrate.

A wave spread out, and then the spear of destruction turned into flames and disappeared through the roof.

"Ha, it's interesting",

Roger sneered and fell to the ground, and a fire crow fell down. As soon as the zombies pounced down, they were penetrated by fire crows, and then screamed and burned to ashes in the sea of ​​fire.

Three spears of destruction condensed out, Roger's silver thread was tied to the gun, and he stepped forward step by step along the ashes all over the ground.

"Swoosh",

Seeing that no one could stop him, four black shadows in the two carriages opened the curtain and shot out quickly. The four figures fled in three different directions.

The only three old zombies left roared and rushed up. Roger didn't even see them leaping high at the toes, and flapping their wings behind them and chasing them towards the black shadow running away from the north. Its speed was extremely fast and its posture was a bit weird, both like a human leaping and a beast's bounce.

He was quicker, but Roger was faster. He spread his wings and drew an arc in the air and appeared in front of him.

The man whispered, and he leaned back without any hesitation, but a black shadow flashed in front of him, and he still saw Roger.

"Get out",

As soon as the wind sounded, the sharp claws of the visitor took Roger's eyes. Roger sneered and pulled out the golden knife and cut off his wrist. The blood shot out, and his palm flew out, but the man did not scream in pain. He didn't even make any sound, but just lowered his head and stuck to Roger's chest.

It was a green suction cup, the suction cup connected to his tail, and the source power on Roger was absorbed and merged into his body bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit.

Roger didn't care and looked at the man in a white coat. He was no different from ordinary people, except that his face and body were covered with black marks, and there was a tail behind him. The end of the tail was a suction cup.

The spear of destruction just now was absorbed by this suction cup.

"Is it for self-protection for self-protection? Are the tail and suction cup sewn? Good creativity",

He raised his hand and cut off the suction cup stuck to his body.

The man in a white coat still felt no pain. His body shook and flew backwards. A few blue veins appeared at the fracture of his wrist and tail, his joints poked out, and his flesh rolled up, and then recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Roger's eyes turned cold.
Chapter completed!