PDLP Chapter 226 The Abandoned Cannon Fodder Beauty in the Apocalypse (15)
Chapter 226 The Abandoned Cannon Fodder Beauty in the Apocalypse (15)
Shen Chumo didn't explain anything, but said gently, "Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to him."
For some reason, Wu Chong felt truly at ease after hearing this.
After speaking, Shen Chumo summoned a talisman and fixed her gaze on the level four zombie.
Immediately afterwards, a bolt of lightning suddenly appeared on the head of the level four zombie and struck him down hard.
The thunder struck without warning, accompanied by a deafening roar, illuminating the entire space in a stark white light, as if daylight had suddenly descended.
The level four zombie seemed to sense the deadly threat above its head. For the first time, a trace of panic flashed in its crimson eyes. It tried to raise its steel arms to block the lightning, but the lightning was too fast and struck down fiercely in the blink of an eye.
With a deafening roar, the lightning struck the zombies, creating a blinding flash of light that spread outwards like a surging tide. Everyone had to close their eyes and shield their eyes from the blinding light with their arms.
As the light faded slightly, everyone opened their eyes and saw that the once indestructible steel body of the Level 4 zombie now bore several deep charred marks.
Wisps of black smoke rose from it, emitting a burnt stench.
The zombie was forced to its knees by the blow, its body trembling slightly. Clearly, the power of the heavenly lightning had dealt it a significant blow.
The steel-like superpower seemed to have weakened slightly under the powerful divine might; some of the steel outer layer began to peel off, revealing the bluish-purple, putrid flesh of the zombie underneath.
Everyone was startled by the sudden appearance of lightning. Whose superpower was this?
This is... too strong.
Lin Haoran himself also possessed lightning-based superpowers, and he was even more horrified by this heavenly lightning. He knew very well that if it were him, the lightning he unleashed would probably not even have one-tenth, no, one-twentieth, of the power of this heavenly lightning.
Inside the monitoring room, all the screens in front of me had turned into static.
The screens that were originally flashing bloody battlefield scenes and showing the life-and-death struggle between people and zombies instantly lost their images, leaving only a mess of black and white noise, constantly flashing and jumping, emitting a slight "buzzing" electrical sound.
The man stared in disbelief at the scene before him. His hands flew across the control panel, his fingers frantically tapping on various buttons, trying to restart the system and restore the monitoring footage. He kept muttering, "Impossible, how could this be..."
His subordinates kept trying, but to no avail. This attack actually damaged the entire monitoring system of the storage facility.
He roared angrily, his shouts echoing in the small monitoring room, making the walls tremble slightly.
He slammed his fist on the control panel with a loud "bang," leaving a shallow dent in the hard surface.
His hand instantly swelled and turned red, but he seemed oblivious to the pain. Veins bulged on his forehead, his face flushed red, and his distorted features were filled with rage and resentment.
"A bunch of trash!"
A Yuan stood blankly behind him, like a soulless puppet, but when he looked at the snow screen in front of him, a strange light flashed in his eyes.
The light suddenly appeared deep in his eyes, initially as faint as a firefly, but in an instant it became bright and hot, as if something that had been dormant for a long time had been suddenly awakened at this moment, and his originally dull face also showed some vivid expression.
In that instant, it was as if he had regained his soul, and his entire demeanor underwent a subtle change, as if he had broken free from chaos and confusion and rediscovered his self-awareness.
...
Shen Chumo narrowed her eyes slightly. This level four zombie was indeed powerful, several times stronger than a level three zombie. It was still alive after being hit by the Heavenly Thunder Talisman.
If an ordinary zombie had been struck by the Heavenly Thunder Talisman, it would probably have been reduced to dust by now.
This Heavenly Thunder Talisman is one of the most powerful talismans in terms of attack power; even she herself doesn't have many Heavenly Thunder Talismans.
Because drawing a Heavenly Thunder Talisman not only requires a massive amount of spiritual power, but also has a very high failure rate.
Even in the cultivation world, this Heavenly Thunder Talisman would be something everyone would want.
However, although this level four zombie is still alive, it is severely injured and its threat level has been greatly reduced.
Shen Chumo walked over, and the level four zombie seemed to sense the danger of the woman in front of it and tried to get up and run away.
But Shen Chumo was faster; with a single, precise, and swift kick, she struck the zombie in the chest.
This kick contained immense force, accompanied by a whistling sound, and landed on the zombie in the blink of an eye.
With a muffled thud, the zombie's body was kicked away like a broken sandbag, arcing through the air before crashing heavily onto a wall several meters away, instantly cracking the wall into a spiderweb-like pattern.
The level four zombie fell to the ground, looking particularly pitiful.
It lay on the ground, its body convulsing, trying to get up again, but it struggled in vain, having little strength left to resist.
Shen Chumo deftly plunged the knife into its head. The red light in the fourth-level zombie's eyes vanished, clearly indicating that it was completely dead.
A level four zombie, just like that, died?
Everyone unconsciously swallowed, looking at the woman who was wrapped up tightly. Just who was she?
As the level-four zombie died, the person in the monitoring room seemed to sense something; he took a few steps back.
He exclaimed in disbelief, "How could these bastards possibly kill Number Two!"
His voice became somewhat shrill due to extreme shock.
"Something must have gone wrong." He frowned, a hint of panic in his eyes.
He turned around, grasped A Yuan's hand, and said excitedly, "A Yuan, quick, take me back to the lab."
A Yuan watched him quietly without making a move. His eyes were deep and calm, like a still lake, making it impossible to fathom his thoughts at that moment.
The man shouted angrily, "Ah Yuan, aren't you listening to your brother anymore?!"
elder brother....
Upon hearing this word, A Yuan finally reacted and obeyed him, leading him out of the monitoring room.
After he left, the number of zombies on Shen Chumo's side gradually decreased.
With everyone working together, they finally wiped out all the zombies in the area.
Red and green blood were splattered all over the ground, presenting an eerie and glaring color.
Everyone looked extremely tired and collapsed to the ground.
Although the zombies were all killed, nearly half of their people also died.
If Shen Chumo hadn't killed the level four zombie, according to the original story, only a few key members of the main characters would have survived.
As they gazed upon the corpses of their friends or relatives, the entire space was enveloped in an atmosphere of grief, so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.