roccoschili Chapter 892 Getting what you want
Chapter 892 Getting what you want
The bald professor has a huge number of subordinates, plus Beitang Wuxiong, a seventh-level fighter.
When the fight started, both of them were full of confidence.
Unfortunately, the combat power displayed by the flute clone was too exaggerated.
The bald professor's mental attack had little effect on him.
His fifth- and sixth-level subordinate zombies were also killed to pieces by the three-legged blue crow.
Large patches of azure sparks fell, and other low-level zombies could not even take a single step beyond their boundaries.
If you get a little closer, you will be burned to ashes by the sparks.
Beitang Wuxiong exerted his extraordinary martial body to the extreme, and his aura was extremely sharp.
Combined with the karate power-generating techniques he had practiced for many years, his punch even caused ripples in the air.
Unfortunately, the bodies that Wang Mingyang re-condensed for the two clones possessed one quarter of his immortal blood.
Both in strength and defense, it is far superior to Beitang Wuxiong's extraordinary martial body.
Beitang Wuxiong punched out, and the flute-blowing clone punched back fearlessly.
"Crack!"
A crisp breaking sound was heard, and the fist of the flute-playing clone directly hit Beitang Wuxiong's out-of-body energy.
It hit him straight on the fist.
A piece of white bone burst out directly from Beitang Wuxiong's shoulder, and blood splattered everywhere.
Without waiting for him to react, the flute-blowing clone blasted Beitang Wuxiong unconscious with a soul storm.
Then seal the sea of consciousness and the body.
In a flash, the seventh-rank warrior Beitang Wuxiong had turned into a spatial diamond and was stored in the mustard seed space by his flute-blowing clone.
"Huh, I finally got rid of this guy."
The goal was achieved, and the flute-playing clone felt relieved and turned to look at the dumbfounded bald 'professor'.
The Spiritual Corpse King is absolutely a terrifying existence to other people.
It can control a horde of millions of zombies, including a large number of high-level zombies, forming a tide of zombies to attack a shelter.
Given the current situation, few shelters can survive.
Even a shelter guarded by a seventh-level being would be overwhelmed by the endless tide of zombies.
Don't forget that the one leading this zombie tide is the extremely intelligent Spiritual Corpse King.
It is not so easy to withstand a sneak attack from the dark.
If he is given more time, a second or even a third seventh-level corpse king will appear among the corpses under his control.
That would be an absolute disaster.
The fact that Beitang Wuxiong could have an affair with the professor only shows that the professor was promoted not long ago, and his overall strength is not yet strong enough to crush Beitang Wuxiong.
Moreover, even if the professor launched a tide of zombies to besiege Beitang Wuxiong's shelter.
Beitang Takeo can abandon the shelter at any time and take his direct descendants such as Asakura Mori away.
There is no need for him to defend to the death.
What does it have to do with him whether those survivors live or die?
Because of this, the professor, who had always loved research, had to settle for the second best and reached an agreement with Beitang Takeo.
The professor is very interested in the seventh-order enhanced human, and Beitang Takeo needs him to help him recover his missing arm.
The two of them each got what they wanted and have formed an alliance in private.
The flute-playing clone was not too surprised by this. After all, such things were common in previous lives.
Many powerful humans took the initiative to join the Ninth-Level Corpse King.
Corpse Kings above level seven are, in a sense, no different from humans except for their instincts and appearance.
Even more honest than most humans.
From level seven onwards, one needs to comprehend and master the property laws.
The king among zombies has a unique advantage in this regard.
Many humans who are stuck at level seven and unable to advance will choose to rely on more powerful humans, or the Corpse King!
It is actually quite rare for the Bald Professor and Beitang Takeo to get along on an almost equal footing.
"on!"
Seeing the other party's gaze coming over, the bald professor flew back without thinking.
At the same time, control the surrounding high-level zombies to launch a siege.
Several sixth-level assassins emerged from the shadows, waving their sharp claws and killing the flute-blowing clone.
"Do whatever you want!"
The flute-blowing clone raised a trace of disdain at the corner of his mouth, and countless sharp spikes suddenly shot out from the shadows around him, nailing those sixth-level assassins in mid-air.
Although Wang Mingyang doesn't usually like to use dark abilities.
But as the God of Elements, how could his dark abilities be weak?
His eyes drifted towards the bald professor who was running away quickly, and the flute-playing clone snapped his fingers lightly, directly swapping the position of a piece of concrete in front of him with his own.
The bald professor felt the scene in front of him change, and a big hand was pressed on his shoulder.
"You still want to run away from me?"
The flute-playing clone chuckled, and the surging mental power poured directly into the other party's mind, instantly flooding his sea of consciousness.
The scarlet in the professor's eyes gradually disappeared, turning into dead silence.
A glittering seventh-level crystal core broke through his head and flew out.
The flute-playing clone threw the professor's body away without intending to burn it.
If left to those low-level zombies, maybe they can give birth to a few high-level zombies in the future.
This is a non-renewable resource!
Although it is difficult for humans to reproduce nowadays, they can still reproduce after all.
The mutant creatures reproduced rapidly and their population expanded rapidly.
Only zombies cannot reproduce and can only spread by biting humans.
But as the mutants and mutated creatures become more and more powerful, the zombies are not having an easy time.
Overall, the zombie clan is showing a shrinking trend.
After putting away this rare seventh-level spiritual crystal core, the flute-blowing clone spread out his spiritual power.
A few kilometers away, a group of Japanese psychics came quickly.
The big fire here had already attracted the attention of Beitang Takeo's direct subordinates, such as Asakura Mori.
A-level lava summoning is a pretty good supernatural power, and the flute clone has no intention of letting it go.
His figure flashed and appeared above those Japanese psychics, with his palms pressing downwards.
Space compression activates!
Beitang Wuxiong was able to be promoted to the seventh level, but the highest among this group of people was only at the peak of the sixth level.
More than a hundred Japanese psychics had no idea what was happening and were sealed in space diamonds.
By passing this information to the original body, the clone who plays the flute has fulfilled his wish.
"We've got the problem here, now we can collect some crystal cores!"
The flute-blowing clone looked at the group of zombies gathering not far away and grinned.
Having come all the way here, he had no intention of going back.
After all, it is the territory of the Federation. The Chuixiao clone is ready to follow the example of the Nongxue clone and clean up this place.
Allowing those parasites to grow will do China no good at all.
More three-legged blue crows spread out in all directions, sweeping across the entire Anker City like a whirlwind.
The golden dragon soared in the sky, launching a thunder storm to bombard the zombies below.
The huge movement attracted more corpses, and countless crystal cores flashed and gathered in the mustard seed space.
"What a pity. We should have brought that kid Lai Gebao here to clean the floor..."
A smile appeared on the golden dragon's lips, and he recalled a scene from the past.