The portrait and others were a little confused about the behavior of the zombie ghouls, but they must not let the other party escape easily no matter what.

After all, if the guy in front of him cannot be killed this time, the Zhongzhou team will face the threat of team destruction.

The portrait looked at Xue Yang at the same time, and the two of them entered the awakening state and ran in two different directions.

Everyone scattered to stop the zombies and ghouls. Now they are grasshoppers on a rope. If the other party runs away, they will all die.

"Bang"

Xue Yang took out the Pin Power Pistol from his waist, quickly aimed at the zombie ghoul and emitted a blue wave of light.

"Bloody colored."

The portrait of the zombie ghoul who intends to fight close to each other has activated his unique skills and a thin layer of blood mist appears on his body.

After running for a while, the seriously injured and slowed down zombie ghoul stopped quickly and found that it had entered the other party's encirclement, and no matter which direction it ran, there was someone standing there waiting for it.

However, the persimmon was still picking soft pinched, and it targeted a newcomer with weak combat ability and rushed towards him.

The newcomer was a little panicked when he saw that the other party had chosen the target he was actually him.

When the other party came to him, he quickly rolled around and avoided the fatal blow.

The zombie ghoul was quickly surrounded by everyone and attacked it from various angles.

After the weapon hit its body, it made a "bangbang" sound. The zombie ghoul gritted his teeth and felt some pain, everyone found that they had not given it much damage.

They remembered that the other party was afraid of fire, so they tried every means to enchant the flames on the weapon. Although the effect was not great, it still made the zombie ghoul feel scared.

After more than ten minutes...

The panting people felt a little tired and were speechless at the zombie ghoul with copper bones and iron tendons.

The portrait frowned and thought to himself that if the defense cannot be broken and there is no way to give the zombie ghoul a fatal blow, the situation will become extremely bad, because the longer the time delays, the more unfavorable they are.

They began to use guerrilla tactics, and they fought with zombies and ghouls in a group. When they were tired, they replaced the next group. Considering all the factors, they were basically a senior teammate who led a newcomer and they were all practicing.

At first, the zombie ghoul stood indifferently and was beaten silently, fighting back from time to time, but was blocked by the other party every time. But the longer the time delayed, it finally couldn't help but get angry.

"Have you tried enough? You have no meaning to do this. Let me go. I promise not to cause trouble in the future. I can do it? I'll kneel down for you."

The zombie ghoul said helplessly, of course, just verbal jokes, without any intention of kneeling down.

Taking advantage of this short time, Pixiu discussed with Xue Yang for a while, intending to continue to use the siege tactics against zombies and ghouls.

They took people to sprinkle gasoline near it, and the zombie ghoul who was alert in his heart immediately knew what the other party wanted to do, and tried his best to run away.

However, at this moment, the portrait rushed towards it with a double-edged giant sword, continuing to fight with it, preventing the other party from escaping.

The zombie ghoul glanced at him, letting the portrait hit him in the back, and turned around and continued to walk out into the distance.

The portrait had no choice but to hold the zombie ghoul tightly with both hands. He shouted loudly, "Don't worry about me, set the fire!"

Everyone was slightly stunned and at a loss.

Instead, Xue Yang, who had been cooperating with the portrait, immediately responded and threw a lit match at them.

The sparks from the matches ignited the oil instantly and rushed to them along the clothes.

The portrait endured the burning pain and still hugged the zombie ghoul tightly, and it wailed in pain.

He kept slapping the portrait's back, and seeing that he still didn't let go, he had to bend down and bite the portrait.

The consciousness of the portrait began to blur, and everything within the sight seemed to be distorted.

The tempting whispers of zombie ghouls kept coming from his mind.

"Let go, don't struggle anymore, it's all over."

The portrait was a little confused. He seemed to have forgotten something, but he wanted to catch it but had no clue.

He forgot what he was doing, he forgot his identity, he forgot his memories of the past.

Just as he was about to lose his personality, a beautiful figure appeared in the mind of the portrait.

A sweet-looking girl is smiling at him.

"Who is she? What is she talking to me?" The portrait was a little confused and frowned.

Suddenly, the girl's figure began to become blurred, and was gradually swallowed by the darkness of the underworld like light.

The portrait knew that he seemed to have lost something important, and he fell to his fine world in a little frustrated.

He grabbed his hair hard, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and murmured to himself: "What did I lose?"

"Who is she? Who is she?"

But no one gave the portrait an answer, and what responded to him was the dark and deep eternity, and he gradually lost in his own world.

"You can't fall down yet, portrait, you have more important things to do."

"Yes, he can't, he can't..."

Two vague sounds were remembered in his ears, and the portrait seemed to have caught something. When he looked up again, the past was remembered in its mind like watching a movie.

"How can I? How can I forget you? Ziran?"

The portrait wiped away the tears, and at the moment when he gradually regained consciousness, the darkness entrenched beside him seemed to be dispelled by light and retreated to the distance.

And only one second passed outside...

When the zombie ghoul bit the portrait with his teeth, he showed an expectant expression, thinking that another puppet of his own is about to be released.

But its gaze gradually changed from expectation to doubt, and finally turned into anger.

Yes, the portrait that made it feel numb gradually woke up, and his eyes were no longer confused, but became deeper.

At this moment, the portrait felt his body full of strength. Although he kept feeling the severe pain from his body, his condition was unexpectedly better than before.

"Is this the second awakening?"

The portrait lowered his head and clenched his fist. At this moment, he turned into the form of a dragon swordsman, and put on a red cloak similar to a blurred object to help him isolate the investigation of the Lord God.

The portrait took out a double-edged giant sword from the storage ring. After staring at the giant sword for a few seconds, it seemed like an enchantment, and a red flame appeared on it.

"It's time to end, so you can stop here."

The portrait looked up at the zombie ghoul, took a distance from it, and slashed at the head in an instant.

Under the shadow of swords, the portrait slashed at the other side dozens of times at different angles. When he collected the sword, the zombie ghoul had turned into fragments and scattered on the ground.

At the same time, the Lord's reminder came from the portrait's mind.

"You successfully killed the zombie Ghost Brand, and received five thousand reward points, an A-level side plot."

"Let's go, it's time to leave."

The portrait turned around and looked at everyone, reminding him.

"Okay," After hearing his words, everyone recovered from a shocked look on their faces.

At the same time, everyone learned from the Lord God that they had received reward points and side plots of varying amounts.

Soon, several dazzling light columns appeared from the sky and hit them.
Chapter completed!