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Chapter 147 The Killer(1/2)

This is a pair of eyes that are more terrifying than the grayish white eyes of the corpse.

It contains flames from hell and blood from purgatory.

It was a crazy and fearless look, but it did not lose its awake self-awareness.

The bet won, didn't you?

The moment the second-level crawler bit hard, Tang Ling's heart suddenly burst out with a hot flame, the familiar sense of heat and the fascinating temperature.

At that moment, Tang Ling did not lose any consciousness. He knew that he had finally opened his trump card and he won.

The muscles began to expand again, and the secondary crawler had touched the bone's teeth and bounced open, and its mouth was also pulled away passively...

However, Tang Ling was still changing, her body was raised, and her conventional combat uniform was broken with a 'sharp'.

In just a moment, the second-level crawler had to give up biting because it did not have the ability of a snake, and could dislocate the jaw to swallow prey. It could no longer bite Tang Ling's shoulder.

It really didn't know what had changed in the food in front of it, but it just felt dangerous from its instinct that filled it and it wanted to escape.

But what happened? The arms that were originally holding it without any threat suddenly became stronger.

This change is extremely fast and it can no longer struggle in an instant.

As a corpse, its lungs no longer have the function of breathing, but the sensation of pressure from the abdominal cavity still makes it feel anxious.

Its feet were off the ground, and it felt a shadow covering itself. It looked up in panic and saw a pair of cold eyes and a huge 'food'.

Yes, very huge.

It is over 3.5 meters tall, with a terrible bust and arm circumference, like a giant.

But his face also made the second-level crawler feel familiar, and he is still the same food.

Just fear, I felt fear from my bones... The second-level crawler began to struggle wildly, which seemed to make Tang Ling feel interesting. He pinched the second-level crawler's neck with one hand and lifted it up like he grabbed a doll.

In the air, the second-level crawler was still struggling desperately, even trying to attack. Its panic roar made the surrounding corpse crowd become more restless.

But Tang Ling was not impatient at all. He looked at the second-level crawler with a scrutiny and wanted to see clearly how different this mutated second-level corpse man is from the human body. Does this mean the potential of the human body? After all, in a strict sense, there is no essential difference between the "material" of the corpse man and the human being.

A corpse man began to approach Tang Ling with courage. The failure of the strong gave it the confidence to snatch food, and it could not restrain its greed for food.

This was like pushing down the first domino, the second, the third, the tenth... as long as the corpse around Tang Ling began to move.

But what does that matter?

Tang Ling tilted his head, moved his neck, looked at the second-level crawler who was still struggling and howling and asked mockingly: "Who made them start attacking? Are you?"

"But do you know an old saying that there must be a cause? If..." As he spoke, Tang Ling suddenly stretched out his right hand and punched through the first 'brave' corpse that was almost unstoppable to humans.

A huge fist came out from the corpse's chest, and a huge palm grabbed a half-black heart.

With a "bang", the heart shattered in Tang Ling's hands. His luck seemed to be bad and there was no crystallization.

This seemed to make Tang Ling a little angry. He reached out and "clicked" and broke one of the second-level crawler's right arm, and then the left arm suffered the same fate.

Even so, Tang Ling was not satisfied. He randomly twisted the second-level crawler's feet together, which looked like a braid at first glance.

"I mean if things start with you, they must end with you. Just so happen... your screams are so bad, I'm annoyed." As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Ling grabbed the second-level crawler's right hand and suddenly let go, and the second-level crawler fell towards the ground.

However, before it landed, its feet twisted into a twist were grabbed by Tang Ling again, like a big stick in Tang Ling's hand.

There was almost no pause, and this "big stick" was raised by Tang Ling, and with a "surging" sound, it swept towards the group of corpses rushing towards him like a fly.

‘Ao’, this was the last scream of the second-level crawler. The next time he collided with the group of corpses, it had broken bones all over his body, and it was as soft as a ball of rotten meat.

"It's not easy to use." Tang Ling curled his lips and strode forward. With the sweep just now, at least twenty corpses were swept away, and seven or eight corpses were smashed.

But he disliked the second-level crawler's body was not "strong" enough, and his feet, twisted into a trick, were too soft, which made him not able to exert his strength to the fullest.

But, it doesn't matter, isn't the interesting battle just beginning?

Tang Ling's hand took out his heart from the unformed body of the second-level crawler. The strong impact made its heart almost rotten, but a crystal that was no less than the third-level mutant mantis existed "shiny" and was not damaged at all.

Another crystal that is close to the good product! This makes Tang Ling feel extremely sunny. If there is no reward for taking risks, it will be too disappointing.

After casually putting away the precious crystal, Tang Ling looked up and his blood-red eyes swept across the warehouse.

The completely dead second-level crawler had no pressure anymore, and the corpse in the entire warehouse was rioted.

Countless pairs of gray-white eyes looked at Tang Ling. Can they snatch delicious food now?

The corpse people were extremely excited and howled and rushed towards Tang Ling. The entire warehouse seemed to have a chain reaction. Looking down from above, the dense corpse people were like a large wave of violent waves, all rushing to the place where Tang Ling was the "base point".

Similarly, Tang Ling was extremely excited. What a pleasure to fight with such a body under a clear consciousness?

His clenched fists made a crackling sound, and then he rushed towards the corpse tide without fear.

This is hatred! This is venting! This is the powerlessness, pain, sadness, and madness that night.

There is no need to worry about skills, no consideration of pain, only kill, kill, and kill without restraint!

This is not a battle at all, but an overwhelming massacre. The appearance of this body, even if it maintains its most sober consciousness, cannot suppress the boundless fighting spirit.

Tang Ling was like the sharpest dagger, stabbing into the wave of corpses. He was invincible and had an amazing speed. Wherever he passed, black blood splashed everywhere, and in just one minute it tore a huge hole in the huge wave.

A group of corpses fell down and piled up at Tang Ling's feet. There was no time to count the hearts and their hearts were broken one after another. The gray and white inferior crystals were put away by Tang Ling.

This is a bloody road, and another group of dead corpses fell on the corpses of corpses that were slaughtered before. This warehouse has completely turned into a bloody warehouse and a corpse cemetery.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

Tang Ling was like a god of killing that could not fall, and he rushed back and forth three times in the wave.

The originally dense corpse men became sparse, and the corpse men who had no ability to think and could give almost everything for food finally began to feel instinctive fear.

Just like fearing the strong among them, fearing that deep crack...

Gradually, corpses began to withdraw from the bloody warehouse No. 19. Slowly, corpses began to become messy, and the choice between food and fear made them messy.

Tang Ling's body was covered in blood, and drips of black blood gathered into black blood flows, rolling down from his body.

He came to the office again, and this time, he finally stopped killing and kicked open the door of the office with a "surging" sound.

Surprisingly, no corpse dared to follow in. Are these beast-like guys also afraid of being killed?

A trace of mockery flashed in Tang Ling's eyes, but a feeling of weakness came from her body.

This time, Tang Ling was completely awake. As if he had some sense, he suddenly realized that the weakness would soon expand and then turn into a "weak bomb" that exploded in his body.

At that time, he will definitely have no more fighting power. If he doesn't seize the time to escape from danger, he will truly face a situation that will never be restored.

Therefore, Tang Ling restrained his crazy and strong fighting spirit and broke away from the battle in time.

As soon as he entered the office, he jumped up and jumped onto the previous windowsill.

With the bright searchlights on the entire battlefield, Tang Ling could still see the footprints left by his friends before, a light mountaineering rope swaying slightly in the window with the night breeze.

"These guys." A trace of warmth flashed in Tang Ling's heart. They did not take away the rope he left before.

Even if it is so easy to take it away, you can pull up the C-level alloy knife that fixes the rope with just a little force, and you won't waste any time.

As a soldier and a new crescent warrior who is a "poor" should not give up a C-level alloy sword.

But they gave up just because these guys always have hope of living, right?

Even if you can't do anything, leaving a little convenience for yourself is the only comfort.

Tang Ling is very rational, but occasionally very emotional. He cannot stop these friendships from taking root in his heart, and with beautiful temptations, he will sink himself.

So, what if we walk together warmly for a period of time?

Tang Ling couldn't help but smile, but did not move the light climbing rope. Instead, he jumped and grabbed the eaves, then swung his body and turned over, and fell onto the roof.

But he didn't dare to stand up at all, but lay down on the roof.

When I looked up, I didn’t expect that in just ten minutes, the entire warehouse area had become a real battlefield.

Hope Barrier fired artillery, and from time to time the shells with fire and howling sounds would pass through the air and blow up to the place where the Corpse King is located in the warehouse area.

The newly-dumped warriors carried hot weapons, and the mortal bullets that they cherished on weekdays began to vent, tilting at the entrance of the warehouse area.

Because there, a large number of crazy beasts and mutant insects had gathered there, and they were almost rushing here one after another.

The fight between cold weapons is still the main color, but this only happens between the Corpse King, the elites around the Corpse King and the Purple Moon Warriors.

Inside the warehouse area, no ordinary warriors can intervene. I don’t know when nearly thirty purple moon warriors came here. Tang Ling even saw Anthony holding the night lightning through the searchlight.

Did all the Ziyue soldiers go out? Obviously not! At least Tang Ling didn’t see Feilong.

The situation seems a bit messy, why is the second-level moat not activated?

And what happened to these endless corpses, crazy beasts and mutant insects? Tang Ling didn't think there would be so many corpses hidden in the warehouse area, and the intelligence organizations that usually hoped for barriers were not a waste of time.

He didn't think that there must be some reason why these crazy beasts and mutant insects would collectively choose to go crazy this night?

As soon as these thoughts emerged, Tang Ling's face became very ugly involuntarily. Although he did not want to touch the hatred he suppressed deep in his heart, he still thought of the man in silver-haired and black robe.

The man who stood among the corpse, playing strange tunes and controlling everything.

"Is it him?" Tang Ling almost squeezed out these three words from the gap between his teeth, but his sense of weakness expanded rapidly as he expected.

This weakness comes not only from the weakness of the body, but from the weakness that drowns out everything, Tang Ling's spirit, Tang Ling's thinking, and even his willpower...

It's impossible to resist at all!
To be continued...
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