Chapter-34

This living corpse, which does not appear to have consumed any food for several days, does not appear to care about the group of people standing under the hot sun, eating the corpse quickly while screaming cheerfully as if it were a delicious steak.

"What the hell, none of you have any long-range weapons with you?"

Everyone in the crowd became immediately aware as soon as someone in the crowd brought it to everyone's attention. Although these zombies have a very powerful attack, they are only able to strike when they are in close proximity to their target.

As a result, individuals who possessed weapons began to draw them one after the other. Some individuals drew home-made bows and arrows, while others drew straightforward bows and crossbones. Some individuals even drew gun-type weapons, although the noise produced by the firearms was relatively loud. Because it could result in a flood of living dead deep in the street, for the time being, it is not being used.

Uh ~

I only heard a muffled sound, and I have no idea who took the initiative to pull the bowstring; however, an arrow immediately flew out of the bow!

An arrow made of sharp metal pierced the air with a screeching sound and shot at the pathetic corpse that was lying next to the corpse!

The problem is that this archer has a really low hit rate, which, when combined with the poor quality of the homemade bows and arrows, results in the arrows being shot back and forth on the ground ten metres away from the target.

"You stupid! Let me come!"

At this precise moment, a slender man grabbed the bow and arrow and pulled the string all the way to the fullest extent. Instantaneously, his eyes became sharp, and his pupil showed a faint cross-hair.

Additionally, this is a mutant of the first order! And an Doomsday hunter with greatly improved vision!

Huh!!

However, the first arrow he shot missed the living body and was shot about eight metres away from it, which caused a hissing sound to come from the direction it came from.

He didn't give a damn; instead, he snorted, readjusted the bowstring's tension, and aimed his arrow once more in the direction of the target.

Uh ~

Huh!

This time, the arrows of the eschatology hunter were re aimed, and they fell precisely into the hand that was holding the fresh meat.!!

As soon as the living corpse was hit by the strong arrow, a stream of green blood erupted from the middle of his forehead. Subsequently, his body abruptly leaned back, and he fell to the ground in a motionless state...

Was it finally decided that the first living corpse would...

Huh!

I didn't, and all of a sudden it started sitting up, opened its filthy mouth full of germs, and let out a scream that made everyone jump!

The last piece of the arrow's tail is still shaking back and forth in the middle of the creature's forehead!

As soon as everyone heard this shaking scream, engraved in their bones, they couldn't help but get goosebumps, and by nature, some people even started to flinch. This scream was engraved in their bones.

Alex, who was hiding in the crowd to watch the movie, overheard this voice, which not only made a wave in his chest but also caused a wave in his heart.

I have come dangerously close to losing my life at the hands of this humanoid monster more than once, and the viciousness with which it has attacked me has made Alex stand out in my memory.

The living corpses that were disrupted while they were eating became aware of the "live" crowd in front of them, and they immediately began to eject, racing to the front with more limbs than their own team!

Even when he is running, you can see Bai Sen's leg bone protruding through the skin to reveal itself. This is despite the fact that the thigh has been twisted around in a complete circle. This has had no effect whatsoever on the movement of the thigh.

It rushed toward the crowd with this strange and rapid limb-down posture, acting like an aggravated beast as it did so.

This unreliable temporary team has already started to break up at this point in time. There will be a great number of bare-handed exiles who unconsciously flee. Even if they are successful in getting tickets, they still won't be able to enjoy their lives.

"Run a hair! Why is it that so many of us still have phobias about dead people? To hell with it!"

Although he was the weakest doomsday fighter on the team, he was still given some responsibility. His powerful voice caused some brave exiles to react, and they quickly raised the weapon in their hand and began shooting wildly at the zombie.

There are a lot of weapons, and there are some people who always hit the target with dog shite, despite the fact that the accuracy of these people is a little bit concerning.

When this ferocious corpse was about halfway away from the crowd, arrows were all over his body, and the speed at which he moved slowed down significantly. I feel obligated to point out that there are still some individuals who possess strength.

Huh! !! !! !!

Finally, thanks to the accurate headshot of the Doomsday hunter, the succession of arrows flipped the other half of the living body's skull directly, exposing the vile, dark green tissue of the brain!

"The battle is over."

The veteran archer let out one final chuckle before drawing back his bowstring and firing his arrow.

Bang ~

The final arrow, which made a distinct sound as it passed through the bare and exposed brain of the living body, accurately shot through the brain and dislodged a grey spar inside. After it was knocked to the ground, it rolled several times before coming to rest. Amidst the thick pools of blood that were green in colour.

I misplaced this stone while I was still alive and fighting fiercely, which resulted in the abnormal zombies collapsing to the ground almost immediately. In addition to the minor convulsions that were brought on by nerve reflexes, the red-rimmed pupils gradually lost their colour...

This zombie has been put to rest.

The crowd also became quiet at the same time, each person engaged in their own careful thinking as they stared at the ground with an eager look at the "ticket" lying in a pool of blood and heading for a new life.

One ticket is all that is required for participation in a grey spar; however, this temporary team consists of twenty or thirty players.

At this precise instant, the air around the grandmother was becoming more confined. Everyone desired it, but everyone was aware of the potential repercussions of taking this action.

If the time is allowed to drag on for a significant amount of additional time, the potent odour of volatilization that emanates from the pavement will entice a large number of corpse waves that are located further down the street. Don't even entertain the idea of getting one.

"It's the trap that boss has set for you! The honour of receiving this one should therefore go to boss!"

The stalwart fighter of eschatology suddenly stood up after he finished speaking, he was prepared to walk over and take the "Pandora" stone from the table.

"Why do I have to take care of you? The arrows that were shot into the living body were also my responsibility."

"Just! And mine!"

Uh ...

Regardless of the time period or location, as long as there is oppression, there will be resistance. This is true regardless of who is responsible for funding this temporary team.

After overhearing the loud reprimanding going on behind him, the elderly warrior abruptly turned around, extended his wide and rough palm, and grabbed one of the rowdiest vagrants!

Holding the head of the opponent with one hand was comparable to holding a coconut at that point. Before the exile could respond, he clenched his other hand into a fist as big as a casserole and slammed it into the exile's face!

The final day's warrior came dangerously close to sinking his fists into the face of this exile...

The sudden occurrence once again caused everyone to remain silent, and no one dared to be the first bird to speak.

"This matha fucker!! A group of people who actually take themselves seriously as characters? Who the heck could it be?"

The elderly warrior clenched his fist fiercely and then grinned while licking the blood that was on his fist and the appearance of plasma brain. This caused everyone around him to become even more terrified.

Then, the last-day warrior who used blood to subdue the crowd hummed, carried the corpse on his back, and walked toward the grey spar in front of him. This action may have been taken to prevent someone from shooting a chilly arrow at him from behind.

As for watching the vivacious Alex at the very end at the very end, at this time, the pupils suddenly contracted, and the pores of the pores suddenly slenderized with cold hairs!

This is the potentially lethal induction of the Doomsday-Virus, and it has been triggered!