C2 Killing zombies

Everyone was amazed. Just what kind of terrifying disaster would cause this world to become chaotic?

The flames of sin engulfed the entire city. Countless people were frantically escaping. They personally saw their loved ones turn into inhuman zombies, but they were unable to kill their loved ones who had turned into zombies.

It was also the initial stage of human nature, and that was the case.

Before long, the human mind would be distorted by death.

I'm afraid that the words' hell on earth 'are the most appropriate word to describe everything that is happening to me.

In the face of this unprecedented catastrophe, there is nothing I can do about it.

In real life, zombies were countless times more terrifying than in movies. In movies, zombies were extremely slow, but it was only the main character's experience that mattered.

However, the zombies in the real world had completely overturned my imagination. )

With their immense strength and limitless physical capabilities, zombies were like a devil's eternal motive, never feeling tired.

My heart skipped a beat. How could I fight against such a monster?

In my eyes, the only person who can fight against zombies is a special ability user!

To become an Adept one had to kill an Advanced Biochemical Ghost. The core of the Advanced Biochemical Ghost had an astonishing Adept crystal. A zombie virus in a human's body would condense into an Adept crystal to control a human.

The apocalypse was this magical. A dirty and ugly zombie could give birth to such a beautiful crystal.

At the same time, humans can also kill zombies to obtain their special ability crystal and absorb it. According to my imagination, even if someone obtains the special ability crystal, they would not dare to use it.

Of course, this wasn't to say that they were 100% adepts. There were some humans that couldn't withstand the power of the crystal and were turned into zombies.

The number of people who could become Adepts was only one in ten thousand.

Under the current circumstances, it was impossible to become an Adept.

The current government army would not come to save the city. Even they themselves would not be able to save their own lives.

However, it was the beginning of the apocalypse, and the army still had some strength.

In my mind, this disaster has spread not just to this city, but to the entire world!

What did this mean? This meant that the entire world was suffering a calamity!

None of the zombies attacked the rooftop, so I was safe.

But how long could this temporary safety last?

Zombies had no thoughts and no intelligence. At the late stage, not only would the strength of the zombies become stronger, they would also possess intelligence that surpassed ordinary people.

The only thing to do was to kill them while they were still weak!

But I didn't dare to act rashly, for all I knew, the zombie's target was me.

"Okay, I'll wait four hours." I muttered to myself as I sat on the floor.

The screams of humans and the howls of zombies were like a never-ending nightmare.

"Don't let me down!" In my hand was a silver dagger.

He waved the dagger back and forth a few times, and it drew a silver arc in the air.

The power of this kind of dagger was in no way inferior to the military cold weapon used by the army. Being stabbed by three sharp blades, the wound on the knife's edge was difficult to treat, no matter how powerful the hospital was.

Although he didn't know if he could deal with zombies, there was still hope.

I sat cross-legged on the floor and closed my eyes.

The city below the rooftop had been reduced to hell. There were zombies everywhere and countless humans trying to resist the zombies. However, they were all killed by the zombies.

The blood-red rain of blood drizzled down. It was extremely terrifying as it filled the entire world.

"Time's up!" I snapped open my eyes. My calm self pulled out the sharp dagger with great agitation and gripped it tightly in his hand.

Only the strong could survive, the weak could only die.

My cold eyes stared at the metal door beneath the roof. I knew that a battle was inevitable!

At this moment, it was already 9 in the middle of the night. Screams were still echoing in the surroundings, giving me a sinister feeling.

My hands trembled as I approached the iron gate, carefully opening it.

The iron gate slowly opened, and the outside world seemed to lead to hell.

As I walked down the silent corridor, I felt a chill in my back as the wind gusted around me.

After experiencing many apocalypses, the recently evolved zombies didn't have any visual nerve. Their speed was very slow, but if they were surrounded by a torrent of zombies, then it would be impossible for the Savior to escape death.

My footsteps were very light and my mind was very nervous. I even suspected that a zombie could appear in every place and infect all of me.

The claws of zombies were filled with a terrifying zombie virus. In his previous life, many people were infected with the virus and would rather commit suicide than become zombie.

There were countless zombies wandering around the city. They wouldn't take the initiative to attack humans unless humans invaded their territory. This was why the rooftop hadn't been attacked by zombies yet, but it was only a matter of time before it was taken down.

The zombies themselves didn't have any intelligence. The longer they lived, or if they hunted enough humans, they would evolve from normal zombies to another level!

These zombies weren't that much of a hindrance to me in my past life because in my past life, I possessed a special ability that normal people didn't have and could easily fight against zombies.

But now I only have some ordinary knives, not an invincible savior.

I am also a human, and in the end, I can't escape life and death.

At that moment, strange growls came from behind me.

"Aowu!" A series of low, hoarse roars sounded out in the darkness. My expression immediately turned vigilant as I pulled the dagger out from my waist.

I could clearly see that an evil, biochemical ghost was coming at me, and there was an indescribable cruelty and ferocity in its Rakshasi face.

Her dark green eyes radiated hatred, as though she wanted to charge forward and tear me to pieces.

I didn't retreat, but my expression was ice-cold as I assumed a battle stance.

The zombies that had been chasing him for dozens of years were finally going to fight with the zombies again!

"Die!" I snarled, and then stabbed.

The powerful cold weapon did not disappoint me, but directly stabbed into the zombie's head. Accompanied by a painful howl, the zombie's head was severely injured, but it didn't immediately die. Instead, it stood up like a wounded beast.

My expression right now is very calm. In my previous life, I fought countless times against the biochemical ghost, which allowed me to have a calm mind when fighting.

I don't know how many, how many, how many zombies I've killed in these battles!

Dark green blood dripped from its body, and the zombie didn't seem to know what pain was, it only looked at me with hatred.

The biochemical ghost's pitch black bone spike drew a crimson arc in front of me. I subconsciously dodged this attack. The dagger in my hand rotated and pierced through once again!

"Die!" I maliciously smiled, the sharp dagger in my hand constantly slashing at the blood-red body of the zombie. But at this moment, the black and sharp bone spike of the biochemical ghost suddenly slashed towards me.

Without a doubt, I've been infected with a biochemical virus!

It wasn't easy for me to be reborn in this apocalyptic world. I should have gone through the counterattack with my life, but before I could enjoy it properly, I was infected by a biochemical ghost. The huge drop left me feeling uncomfortable. My eyes turned red at that moment.

"You're courting death!" I roared malevolently, and then immediately struck out with my left fist, leaving a deep imprint on the head of the biochemical ghost.

The sharp dagger on my right arm pierced through the head of the biochemical ghost under my control. "You're courting death!" I snarled madly, as if to vent all my discontent and negative emotions.

Why? Why? I have clearly been reborn, but why am I still infected by a lowly biochemical ghost?

"No!" Accompanied by my roar towards the sky, the final strike of the dagger pierced through its head, causing dark green blood to spurt out. Its huge body collapsed and died unwillingly.