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Chapter 22 Zombie Dog

Because he was unfamiliar with the place, Joan of Arc wandered around the shopping mall for a few times before discovering an alternative road.

The road is separated by a cordon, and a sign "Not staff member is allowed to enter" is hung on the wall next to it.

According to Joan of Arc's experience in shopping malls in his previous life, this place was either a fire escape or a place for goods to be stored.

Joan of Arc raised his hand, used the tip of the battle flag to cut the cordon in front of him, and stepped directly into it, ignoring the warning sign.

Staff? Do you still need to use the things inside for these zombies?

Following this corridor, Joan of Arc walked in diameter. The more he went in, the dimmer the light became, but Joan of Arc had no effect with the power of a hero.

And near the corner, Joan of Arc heard a strange sound.

“Uh…”

The low and hoarse voice made Joan of Del immediately realize that it was a zombie.

"There are actually fish that slipped through the net. What a pity. Why didn't you follow the large army going to heaven? You know that even angels are very busy." Hearing this roar, Joan of Arc was sighing. Then he raised the battle flag, held the wall and poked his head carefully, observing the aisle at the corner.

At any time, Joan of Arc did not intend to face too many zombies in a narrow space. For such things that would be infected and killed by injuries, Joan of Arc said she was still very caring about her life.

However, after observing for a while, Joan of Arc was very confused because she did not see any zombies at all.

"Strange, did I hear it wrong?"

Joan of Arc slowly lowered the battle flag and leaned against the cold wall. Then he laughed at himself. She felt that she was suspicious again. Perhaps in this depressing environment, even if she... could not help but reveal a flaw in her heart.

Maybe it is time to relax and explore unknown maps, this state is a taboo.

Joan of Arc closed his eyes lightly and readjusted the disturbed breathing rhythm.

The corridor was quieter...

Suddenly, Joan of Arc opened her eyes and frowned. She didn't find anything before without any preparation. However, after re-adjusting her condition, Joan of Arc, whose alertness increased, finally found something wrong.

"Gurgling..." The sound of liquid flowing.

"Rush..." the sound of clothes rubbing.

Hearing these strange sounds, she knew that she had heard the roar just now.

Joan of Arc's eyes narrowed and his legs bent slightly, obviously intending to avoid the battle and be prepared to evacuate at any time.

This kind of sound will not appear when zombies move. Could it be because of the foundation value of that person?

How this is really the case? Maybe something she expected may happen.

The voice became more and more advanced, and Joan of Arc grabbed the battle flag in his hand and was completely ready to retreat.

As for attacking, she didn't even know what the other party was. If an opponent she couldn't solve at this time appeared, she might fall here.

Everything has to leave a way out, and she only needs one time in life, and she needs great care.

finally……

"Roar!" With a roar that kept echoing in the corridor, Joan of Arc jumped for a distance in an instant, and a powerful claw passed by where Joan of Arc was before.

That's...

Zombie dog!

In front of Joan of Arc was an unrecognizable dog with a blood-stained collar around its neck. It was obvious that this dog was a domestic dog that was domesticated before, but now...

"I have been dealing with infected humans before, and I almost forgot that even animals will be infected."

Looking at the hideous dog in front of him, Joan of Arc had no intention of escaping. Although her agility level was e, the zombie dog eroded by the virus had a temporary burst of no slower than Joan of Arc, and it was even more than that. In front of him, escaping was useless.

I can only fight!

Fortunately, although the zombie dog is extremely fast, it is also extremely fragile. If it were an ordinary person, it might be easily abused and killed by this zombie dog, but Joan of Arc is not an ordinary person!

‘System, magic power enhancement!’

【Magic level improvement!】

【Deduct 1000 points】

【Current Magic Level: d】

【Magic limit increased to 1000】

A series of messages came, but Joan of Arc ignored them. At this moment, she was confronting the zombie dog.

The zombie dog seems to still retain the habit of living things. If Joan of Arc runs away when he meets, it will inevitably pursue it, but Joan of Arc chooses to confront it.

Of course, this atmosphere did not last long. Zombie dogs are ultimately a species eroded by viruses, and their already low-key thinking no longer exists.

"Roar! Roar!" The zombie dog yelled a few times, then rushed towards Joan of Arc. As it approached, it jumped quickly.

However, Joan of Arc was not in a hurry. He first activated his spiritual equipment to prevent being infected, and then raised his hand to block the zombie dog's position.

"I originally planned to rely on skills to deal with you, but who knew that you were so brainless. Sure enough... IQ is a flaw."

The moment Joan of Arc raised his hand, the zombie dog had already pounced on him, biting Joan of Arc's arm directly, trying to bite Joan of Arc's arm off.

However, it was a dangerous scene, Joan of Arc unexpectedly wanted to laugh.

The zombie dog bit Joan of Arc's spiritual equipment, and the concept of spiritual equipment does not need to be explained. There is no attack at the same level, breaking the spiritual equipment? A joke!

Due to the reason Joan of Arc just strengthened, Joan of Arc's magic power at this time is no longer necessary.

【Magic power: (908/1000)】

The upper limit of one hundred to one thousand, and the sudden extra magic limit causes the vacant part to be naturally filled by the system, which means that the magic power suddenly increases by 900.

It is precisely because of this that Joan of Arc chose to deal with zombie dogs in this way.

Looking at the zombie dog that was biting to death, Joan of Arc sighed helplessly, and then the other hand holding the weapon suddenly turned around and stabbed the zombie dog's belly.

"A good ruler, just play as a lancer..." Joan of Arc couldn't help but say.

The moment he stabbed him, Joan of Arc removed his spiritual equipment. The zombie dog that he had been bitten to the death suddenly became empty, and then was stabbed to the wall by a sudden battle flag.

"Roar!Roar!Roar!" The zombie dog is still fierce. Even though he is nailed to the wall by Joan of Arc, he still keeps yelling at her.

"goodbye……"

Joan of Arc slowly pulled out the battle flag, and the zombie dog without support was immediately planted on the ground. Before he could get up, he was stabbed by Joan of Arc again.

But this time... it's the head.

【Kill zombie dogs, 10 points】

"It's actually worth ten zombies, and it seems that it's not a loss to be injured."

Injured? That's right, Joan of Arc's behavior just now did not mean that there was no loss. Although the proper consumption of magic is not a big loss to Joan of Arc today, but... Joan of Arc also found that her blood volume also dropped a few points.

Redirecting back to the previous information record, Joan of Arc saw a prompt of a decrease in blood volume.

[Received virus (school island) pollution, blood volume decreased by 3 points]

Viral pollution...it's the zombie dog, too. The function of spiritual equipment is to reduce damage and prevent certain levels of buffs, rather than to be truly harmless.

In the previous battle, they were also encountered by zombies. Perhaps because their virus effects were too low, they were not reflected.

Of course, this also reminded Joan of Arc that she should be careful of the situation when she should be careful, otherwise she might have to kill herself that day.

"Wool! Wool!"

Suddenly, deep in the corridor, a barking came again.

Is there any more?!
Chapter completed!
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