"This is Syracuse Radio, and the broadcaster Yafan is reporting on the spot for you!"

On the highest satellite signal tower in Jackdaw, a young man was broadcasting live on the camcorder against a high-pressure airflow running around.

Looking along the direction taken by the camera, the mountains in the distance are hazy, quiet and magnificent.

However, there was a different scene at the foot of the mountain. The dark tide rushed over, pouring into the earth frantically, filling every canyon, filling every gap, overturning stones like a tsunami, opening the road, and facing humans

The defense line was slapped over.

"Everyone looks at this!"

The camera focuses on the southwest direction of the city, and an ancient ferocious beast appears on the live broadcast of the Internet.

The ferocious beast was extremely large, like a moving mountain, covering the clouds and the sun wherever it went. Nine snake bodies twisted wildly, and corpses were piled up around it into mountains and blood flowed into rivers.

Among the pile of corpses, several huge snake heads were raised, and black blood dripped down their sharp teeth. The narrow snake eyes flashed with scarlet light, and their faces were ferocious and extremely terrifying.

"Mr. Audience, this is the legendary guardian of the Principality of the Water Weasel, the nine-headed giant snake!"

"Thank you Marquis Juqing for your assistance to our country, thank you!" The broadcaster bowed to the camera.

On the battlefield, the nine-headed giant snake ravaged the group of corpses madly. After one bite, it turned over a dozen living corpses. It suddenly turned its head and exerted its force, and threw out the bloody rain. Under the huge gap in strength, the living corpses were like ants under the wheel, instantly

Grinded into minced meat.

Just as the nine-headed giant snakes were slaughtering the corpse group like a destruction, several huge figures appeared on the other end of the battlefield. They roared to the sky and ran towards the Hydra with big strides.

The huge soles of feet fell, the ground was shaking violently, and the corpses soared into the sky like waterfalls.

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, ninety, eleven, twelve, thirteen..."

"It's Thirteen! Our Marquis of Juqing is facing a huge challenge, and the Thirteen Corpse Kings are rushing towards the city!"

"Let us hold our hands tightly and pray for the Marquis of Juqing and our patron saint!"

"victory!"

For giant units with a step of more than fifty meters, thousands of meters were blinking. I saw the thirteen corpse kings forming a fan shape and approaching the nine-headed giant snake quickly.

As if he was aware of the threat, the nine snake heads twisted at the same time, stretched and stretched their necks forward and backward, sucking and spitting out the red snake letter, and making a sharp hissing at the corpse kings.

The corpse kings roared and rushed forward, and the battle was about to begin. The corpse king who rushed in front of him stretched out his hands and flew over, as if he wanted to pounce on the back of the nine-headed giant snake. But he saw a snake's head shrinking back.

Then it shot out quickly, and the snake's body was as fast as lightning. One snake's head bit the shoulder of the corpse king, the other bit the throat, and then twisted the snake's body violently and pulled it hard to both sides.

"Tear!"

With the crack that pierced the eardrum, the corpse king's shoulder was torn apart, and a large piece of his neck was torn apart, revealing the trachea inside. The black and smelly blood was like an explosion of fountain, spraying out several times along the parabola.

Ten meters away.

"Wow! Hydra's guardian god, invincible!" The first corpse king was strangled in an instant, and the broadcaster excitedly raised his index finger and spit out a big mouthful.

At this moment, the second and third corpse kings rushed in front of him. The Hydra was extremely powerful and twisted the snake body. The four snake heads bit the two corpse kings in one bite, slowly lifted them into the air, and tore them into

Blood mist spreads all over the sky.

Often, the higher the level of the battle, the simpler the attack method, and the competition is about who has greater strength and who has stronger body. In the face of pure power, all skills are in vain, just like a nuclear bomb being smashed, no matter how many times it is.

Planning, strategy, arrangement, and all of them were wiped out in front of the rising mushroom cloud.

"Wow, it's so powerful! This is the power of the pseudo-god, it's so powerful!" The broadcaster was so excited that he danced and his body was shaking, making people worry about whether he would fall down from the tower and fall to pieces.

After losing three companions, the remaining corpse kings became smarter. They coordinated their speed and pounced on them at the same time.

The nine-headed giant snake, which had already killed red eyes, met without hesitation, but when faced with the corpse king with more than the snake's head, it was in a stalemate as soon as it was met.

I saw a snake's head spread out its bloody mouth and bit the rushing corpse king fiercely, but another corpse king rushed up from the side, hugged the snake's neck, and pinched his hands tightly like iron clamps.

The main thing is to be restrained. The snake's head struggles desperately, the thick snake's body is tense tightly, and the scales are open angrily. However, the corpse king is extremely powerful, and no matter how the snake's body twists, it will be held tightly.

The other snake heads wanted to come over to help, but were immediately stopped by the corpse king rushing up from behind, and hugged the giant snake's seven inches in the same way.

For a moment, the two sides were in a stalemate and fought together. The huge body struggled and rolled on the battlefield, crushing everything around them to pieces.

As the saying goes, the fight between gods and immortals affects the pond fish. Under the huge bodies of Hydra and Corpse Kings, human soldiers roll and crawl and flee in all directions to avoid being crushed into meat sauce.

Looking up, in the other direction of the battlefield, a huge red dragon hovered in the sky, spewing out high-temperature columns of fire toward the ground from time to time, burning large areas.

On the ground, huge flaming goats rushed around the corpse group, like a crazy bulldozer, leaving behind a road paved with corpses.

Although the addition of the legendary powerhouse greatly alleviated the impact of the corpse tide, millions of living zombies still crossed the defense line and rushed towards the city.

In a corner of the battlefield, on a high ground, more than a dozen soldiers were standing on the edge of the cliff, shooting desperately at the zombies climbing wildly below. The muzzle was spitting out, and a slalom bullet blew the air, with a sharp sound.

The high temperature penetrated the head of the living zombies, bringing out a large area of ​​dark green corpse blood.

"Grenade!" "Blow up these dogs to death!"

After receiving the command of the captain, a soldier stopped shooting, pulled off the high-explosive grenade hanging on his chest, and bit the pull-up ring and smashed it down.

"boom!"

Grenades exploded among the climbing corpse groups, and more than a dozen living corpses were blown away on the spot, clearing out a large gap.

But before everyone could take a breath, the second wave of zombies surged up again. They stacked and squeezed each other on the hillside, rushing forward one after another.

"Blow me hard!"

The middle-aged captain bit half of the cigarette, held the Vulcan cannon in both hands, and fired wildly downwards.

The dense bullets stirred up a large area of ​​smoke and dust, and the hillside was covered with dust. Only the vague roar inside could be heard, and the picture could not be seen clearly.

Several soldiers threw grenades one after another, and a large ball of flame flashed in the smoke and dust, and I don’t know how many living zombies were blown away.

The smoke and dust continued to spread upwards, and someone began to cough. The captain suddenly raised his head and clearly felt a gust of cold wind blew over his head just now, and something seemed to have flew over.

When he turned his head and saw clearly what it was, he immediately shouted, "Be careful of the corpse poison!"

But he was too late, so he could only watch the dark green zombies swaying into the crowd, and then with a bang, it exploded out a large fog of poisonous fog.

"Ah, ah, I'm poisoned!" "Medical Soldier!"

The medical soldier with a red cross logo on his helmet rushed over with a medicine box, took out the antidote and drank it for the poisoned soldier to drink it. At the same time, he pulled out the comprehensive toxin injection and stabbed it on the soldier's thigh and registered it.

"After fighting for so long, why hasn't the number of living zombies decreased yet?" "Don't underestimate the tide of zombies of tens of millions!"

"I hope we can go back alive!" "If you want to survive, don't talk too much, call me!"

The corpse roared and grabbed upwards. The black green nails pierced into the soil, pulled them upwards with force, climbed up the cliff, and rushed towards the humans.

"Fire Spitfire!" "Received!"

He rushed to the edge of the cliff with his supportive hand with the fuel bottle and sprayed large pieces of flames at the zombies who had just climbed up.

The zombies were on fire and screamed shrillly. The captain led the soldiers to rush forward and crushed the zombies back.

After a hard battle, they finally resisted this wave of attack. But they didn't have much time to rest. They immediately replenish their ammunition and prepared to face the next wave of attacks.

"Oh my God, look over there!"

A soldier suddenly became stunned, facing southwest, as if he had seen something incredible.

Everyone came over and looked towards the soldiers.

The next second, everyone was shocked. On the horizon in the distance, tall figures with golden light appeared all over their bodies.

The Golden Corpse King!
Chapter completed!