It was noon, and the sun was shining brightly. The transparent reinforced glass exuded a wisp of mottled sunlight. Skipping through the dusty corridor, expensive brand-name clothing fell on the ground and no one cared about it. The center of this floor - a human sculpture for exhibition, was horizontally placed on the ground. The white eyelids of the plaster were slowly spread by the black blood on the ground, and the dirty suit on the body was dipped in blood, and a hill next to it.

A hill three or four meters high, made of "corpses". These corpses, both men, women, young and old, are as thin as skin and bones. The heads have a clear bone-observing outline. The white eyes are open, as if they are chewing on people. However, after piercing the head or being beheaded, the nerves that control limb movements are completely destroyed. No matter how terrible the virus is, it cannot make a piece of meat come alive again.

On the other side, crossing the broken limbs and arms scattered on the ground, Luo Yu leaned on the stone pillar beside him for a nap, looking indifferently at the pair of desperate eyes on the ground, recalling the flashing light of his sword, only caring about the smooth decapitation, but forgot that these guys... were his kind.

"Ha..." Luo Yu touched his nose and said self-deprecatingly: "If this scene is seen by someone... it will immediately cause a sensation in the whole world and become a generation of murderers!"

In this desolate city in the doomsday, there will naturally be no police officers who arrest criminals... In fact, according to the survivors, it seems that the police forces in this city are not "official", but are established based on the local economic system. Moreover, there have been rumors... they are one of the forces behind the virus.

"Okay... I've had enough rest. Let's see what the above layer is!" Luo Yu said to himself, but he didn't rush to go upstairs. Instead, he took out a sheepskin scroll tied into a circle and spread it out. Countless strange characters like purple tadpoles appeared on the scroll, explaining the mystery of "perspective of the atmosphere" in a certain mage's secret language.

This is a gift given by an old wizard in the previous world because Luo Yu completed the instructions. Although Luo Yu does not have the expertise of "magic", he can roughly extract physical strength for use. But this is true. The conversion ratio of the two is less than one or two, resulting in a huge discount of the effect.

However, now Luo Yu's body is close to infinite life energy, which can be rudely infused and completely stimulated its true beauty. In fact, if this secret treasure had a twenty-four-hour charging interval, Luo Yu would have wanted to activate it at all times, and he would have experienced the excitement of gaining the enemy's initiative along the way.

With the huge life infusion of more than ten adult men into dead bones in a few seconds, the scroll was triggered to its limit, suddenly emitting a purple light, vaguely outlining a slender eye, and then exploded into the air and disappeared. It was like the perspective of God, and the information of space of hundreds of meters or even thousands of meters was collected by magic. It formed a 3D picture with transparent lines, and dense light spots of different sizes of red or black were scattered in it, representing the wandering life bodies.

"Huh?" Luo Yu suddenly opened his eyes and showed a look of surprise. Judging from the graphics that magic was directly transmitted to his mind, an extremely strange situation occurred.

According to the information feedback from "Perspective Atmosphere", the upper floor, which is the 33rd floor of this building, is said to have more than two hundred life reactions in the place where Pete's friend "Ms. Claire" was trapped.

This is nothing. After all, according to the hero's invincible "creature", the dead and wandering zombies are also regarded as "undead" units and can also be detected by magic, but the color is black. What surprised Luo Yu... was that among the more than a hundred dark light particles upstairs, there were countless red lights - symbols representing living people.

"Are there survivors fighting zombies above?" Luo Yu flashed this idea and was a little strange. "But it's not right... The thirty-two floors underground are full of infected people. Why did they reach the thirty-third floor and there are a bunch of living people? Besides, the virus has been outbreak for so many days, and it's not the ancient army fighting. It takes a year or two to fight... Not to mention zombies, what are those living people eating on it...?"

"But... there are several life forms on both sides, which is very strange!" Luo Yu's face was solemn, and he carefully recalled the information in the picture just now: among more than 100 black and red light particles, there were about four or five larger black light particles. If ordinary zombies are the size of rice grains, the strength of these life forms is probably the same as peanuts and peas. According to Luo Yu's inference, the weakest strength is probably slightly stronger than the Demon Son who cuts his sword twice, which is about the same as the mysterious and cunning bloodthirsty banshee she encountered last time.

What made Luo Yu alert was that the "chess game" that was covered with Yu's black and red. Both sides had an amazing "general" with amazing life strength. Among them, the dark side was like ink, and the terrifying aura was suppressed with one's own strength, solid and terrifying aura. Just through the detection of magic, Luo Yu could feel a kind of coldness and gloomy that was immersed in his bone marrow, and a shrill resentment roar that almost turned into substance came from his ears. Although the general of the Red Party, who represents the living person, was as bright as blood, and his huge life was even more serious, he gave Luo Yu a feeling of "empty but not real" for no reason.

"If it must be a metaphor... it is probably a fat livestock. Although it is full of blood, it only contains fat and tender fat. Although the other side seems weaker, it is like an old wolf under the night sky. The muscles of the limbs condense with a strong force, wild and ready to choose people to eat at any time."

Luo Yu thought, "But... the so-called 'A hundred hearings are better than seeing', you will know what the situation is, just go and see it yourself."

After making up his mind, he gently stroked the sword with the cold light in his hand, and in a blink of an eye, he merged into the air, slowly approached the corridor, and walked along the road to the next level.

As he walked forward, near the entrance of the corridor, some noises like rats gradually came, which seemed to be the noise of people talking, but were extremely depressing. Luo Yu had an amazing hearing and could only hear some fragments of words.

"The king... seems to be angry again?"

"Miss Claire...and refuses..."

"Now...what should we do?"

The king...? Is he the strong man representing the human side... Is he an old antique from the feudal era? He actually claims to be such a old-fashioned name... But it is so lucky to get the news of "Claire" so easily! Luo Yu thought about this and quietly approached the past. When he walked to the door, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

I heard a vague sound of "huh" sound, and two stinky air came out through the door. The two bodies were oval, with thick green abscesses all over their bodies, and huge zombies with muscles like old wood clasped at the door like guards. Each end was larger than the "Ed version of Abhorrent" that Luo Yu had seen before. It was the infected "Hate Butcher"!

This discovery made Luo Yu feel bad: if he guessed the situation where both sides held each other, it would be impossible to have such a move of freely using powerful combat power to guard the goal.

This is simply...it is like a powerful prisoner who is deliberately dispatched to guard the prison, preventing the prisoners from escaping!

Luo Yu hesitated and frowned. It was not that he shrank his eggs in the face of battle, but that these two huge zombies with a size of more than one meter wide were gathering together, which almost blocked the safety passage. Even the two dead monsters had round belly pressed together. The fishy wind breathed through the rotten stomach and intestines almost formed a convective cyclone. It just looked disgusting, and it was even more useless to cross the middle!

Just as Luo Yu was struggling to show up and directly attack and rescue the mission target, a sudden change occurred.

The sound of "step" footsteps sounded from far to near, but it was not the slow sound of zombies walking and dragging, but it was exactly the same as the sound of human beings' solid and powerful footsteps.

In fact, the person who came over was indeed a human, a man and a woman, who was in her early twenties and thirties. Perhaps because of her good identity before the disaster, the man was wearing a suit and a lace, and the woman was wearing a short skirt in uniform, but she looked haggard, her hair was entangled, and her body exuded a sour smell that had not been cleaned for a long time.

These two normal humans walked in, and Luo Yu found that they were pushing the commonly used trolleys in the mall, both left and right, and there was nothing in them.

Sensing the approaching of life, the two huge zombies were obviously moved, turning their heads and showing a bloodthirsty and greedy expression. When Luo Yu could hardly hold back his actions, the man trembled and took out a square wooden sign from his pocket, revealing a seal character.

The rough-crafted red wooden sign seemed to have unique magic power. The two brute force hated butchers roared unwillingly, their bodies shaking, but took the initiative to retreat to both sides and give way. Even if the lively skin of the men and women crossed their belly, they just stared at it and did not dare to move.

"Peter... do you feel like the wind is blowing?" asked the red-haired woman in uniform suddenly.

The man called "Peter" smiled reluctantly, turned his head subconsciously, and saw two bloated zombies glaring at him and turning their eyes. He was so scared that he immediately turned his head forward and muttered, "It's probably your illusion... Besides, it's not normal to have wind here... Let's go to work quickly, otherwise it would be bad if I missed the time..."

As the men and women walked away, Luo Yu quietly stepped into the interior of this mysterious floor and started further exploration.

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At the same time... on the street thousands of meters away from the building.

This area is already the most prosperous commercial district in New York, with endless high-rise buildings.

Naturally, this densest-popular area suffered the most disasters:

The streets are filled with various vehicles, including more than one million luxury cars and hundreds of thousands of civilian cars. However, now, these vehicles are quietly lying there along a twisted and winding route. Based on the gray-black iron wreckage, the virus attack at that time can be seen, causing an unprecedented "serial collision explosion" in this area.

"Da da da da da da--"

The scarlet flames shot into the air, shattering the glass doors and windows on the roadside. The violent sound alarmed countless devils lurking in this city, but neither side of the fierce battle had any scruples.

What's strange is... Although countless zombies had already appeared around, under the influence of some strange force, these irrational corpses hesitated and took the initiative to vacate the open space within a radius of hundreds of meters.

Because... that stupid prey who was crazy and wantonly has been targeted by the more terrifying "upper".

"Come on—get out!"

"Aren't you very awesome? Why are you so scared? Get out of here!" A thin yellow man, wearing a black tactical configuration, holding an anti-aircraft machine gun that surpasses reality technology, was crying and roaring wildly:

"It was clearly stated that it was just a task to challenge difficulty C. How could you encounter those monsters... Terminal, you liar!"

"Everything is dead... everyone is dead! "Yow Wolf" - Captain Xiaolang is dead. What's the meaning of this team!"

"As you wish..." A hoarse sigh came from the sky.

"Ziz..." The sharp thunder broke out, and the man immediately pointed the trigger at the sky where the sound came. The last card was used. An orange laser light was transmitted out, and in a blink of an eye, a straight and brilliant color passed through the two adjacent high-rise buildings, revealing the holes on the edge of the charred melting.

"Tutu" Two almost transparent red filaments shot out, and in the blink of an eye, stuck to the building glass dozens of meters away, a scarlet figure suddenly ejected out, and his body turned sharply in the air, like dancing on a sword, spinning around the laser with thousands of degrees of high temperature, like a red silk dancing in the wind, flying around the embroidery in the center.

With a "sneer", the man standing with a gun froze. The bulletproof suit, which claimed to be resisting snipers, was as weak as paper cloth, splashing out hot and bright red blood. He was so stiff that he wanted to turn his head back, but his neck was held down by a pair of red gloves.

"Sleep well... Everything will be fine..." A hoarse and cold narration rang in his ears. The unknown selected person slowly closed his eyes, moved his fingers slightly, and used the last strength to pull the pulling ring around his waist.

A loud "bang!" sounded loudly. With this man as the center of the circle, a bright golden sun rose in an instant for more than 20 meters around him. Then dark clouds circled up. The noise and thunder that burst directly shattered the glass within a radius of 100 meters. It was exactly the same as the momentum of the final weapon of human beings - "nuclear explosion", but it was condensed by more than a hundred times.

"Wow... it's really terrifying..." The red monster with bleeding between teeth appeared outside the building more than 40 or 50 meters high. Even if he had turned into an immortal infected person, he couldn't help but be amazed by the violent power:

"If it weren't for the 'spider-sharp' warning at the last moment, I would probably not even have the ashes left... an explosion of this level... maybe even a 'king' would have torn to pieces, right?"

At the end of his speech, his tone became a little uncertain, because it could not speculate how strong the cold monster was, and he only knew that he could solve it like a crawling spider killing him...

This depressed thought sprang around its rotten brain, and the hunger in its abdomen made it numb and painful. It spat and spit out blood foam along with its flesh.

"This taste... is simply pig's food than the deliciousness of that 'baby'!"

"I have to hurry back to dinner..."

After saying that, the monster wrapped in a deep red leather case shook his body, his arms stretched into the sky, and his arteries suddenly shot out a thin red line that was invisible. After a few flashes, it disappeared into the vast city.

A more distant place from it, a room near the end of the left, called "morgue" is underway in a room called "morgue".

A corpse - the corpse of a tall blond young white man, was lying quietly on the hospital bed, covered with a layer of white gauze. A blood-red cross was embroidered on the white sheet wrapped in corpse, carrying a unique meaning of a religious "resurrection of the Son".

Surprisingly, this corpse with more than a dozen beds was empty, and the rest was empty, with only this corpse intact, while this young man seemed to be inconsistent with the decay that had been dead for a long time, revealing the pale light of the white cloth hands and feet, and the marble sculpture's face seemed to be sleeping, without any corpse spots that should have appeared.

"Roar—" It seemed that the doctor mistakenly treated this 'vegetative man' as a corpse. The breath of life emitted in his sleep gradually spread. Several zombies outside the street "accidentally" smelled the smell of food and were driven by instinct to approach him.

They walked slowly with their weak steps, crossing the common rooms of various hospitals in "severe care rooms" and "emergency rooms". This famous large hospital, a hospital with tens of thousands of people abortions every day, all the rooms are empty, and even the infected zombies that should have flooded have never appeared.

But these dead monsters driven by the virus could not think about these reasons. They only knew that the flesh and blood aura ahead was becoming more and more intense, just like hundreds of sweet and delicious burly men, cringing in that room waiting for the devil's arrival.

"Cruff..." The door was directly knocked open by its rough body, and seven or eight zombies pushed and crowded forward, instinctively roaring and fish jumped in. The sun shone through the glass of the wall on the hospital bed in the center, reflecting some golden light on the cross on the red edge. The sleeping and powerless humans were waiting for the deceased spirits to swallow it under the cover of the cross, outlining a bleak charm of the doomsday.

"Roar... roar..." These clumsy walking corpses naturally would not understand these. Perhaps due to death, their body instincts were activated under the infection of the virus. They remembered the memories of their ancestors millions of years ago, and always let out a threatening roar when they preyed. However, this sound came out through the rotten throat and could only turn into a dull symphony--the deep background music intertwined with tremolo.

"Swoosh-swoosh-" They came in one after another, but suddenly fell down one by one: the sleeping blond young man suddenly pulled out countless thick and long tentacles of deep red flesh under the white cloth, tripped the zombies, and then stabbed them into the bodies of these zombies like needles.

As the sound of "bang-bang" black liquid burst out, these corpses, which were originally "skinny and bone-like", were further condensed rapidly, and in just a few seconds, they let out weak wails one after another. The terrible virus in the body was condensed by some force and extended onto the tentacles, revealing the black situation as dense as countless flies, but in a blink of an eye, it became shallower like a water dragon sucking water, and finally disappeared.

Even the remaining ragged clothes of these zombies were corroded by the strange liquid in a blink of an eye, turning into a pool of yellow water stains, which slowly evaporated in the sunlight.

This sleepy young "monster" absorbed these flesh and viruses and continued to return to its original state. The slight heart of "dong-dong" beating with rhythm, like the germination of a baby embryo, attracting the wandering zombies to continue coming.

A white paper card hung beside its bed, which read in scribbled English:
Chapter completed!