Faced with this situation, Yang Ling could only shake his head with a wry smile and watch the two helicopters hovering above the zombie swarm. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, the bronze giant standing in the center of the zombie raised his head, and suddenly a long cyan vine stretched out of his mouth, and threw it out hundreds of meters away, entangled one of the helicopters at once, and then smashed it into another plane, with a loud bang, two fires exploded in the air one after another, and the two planes turned into fragments of parts that splashed to the ground, and a stream of fire mixed with smoke burned.

As the scene was sent out again by sticks, ten minutes later, three fighter jets whizzed over the wasteland, but did not make any attacks.

The circumstances of the investigation made it seem that the Peruvian side was aware of the gravity of the situation.

Half an hour later, a large number of military vehicles began to gather around the wasteland, and the nearby residents were dispersed, and an hour later, the cordon of the isolation pile was opened, and an encirclement set up by tens of thousands of military police began to take shape, and a large number of armored vehicles and tanks were in place one after another, surrounding the area where the zombie group was located.

Relative to the Peruvian military police.

The bronze giant and 20,000 zombies did not react, and the people dug trenches in an orderly manner in the encirclement.

Yang Ling and Ding Cong stood outside the circle from a distance and watched.

A few hours flew by.

More than 30,000 troops have been inhabited around the wasteland, with armored vehicles, tanks, helicopters, fighter jets, and warships converging on the southwest coast of Peru to flood the wasteland called Nazca.

From the stereo projection projected by the stick, it can also be seen that the fighter jets of neighboring Chile and Argentina are constantly reconnoitring and patrolling back and forth in the vicinity.

It can be said that the whole of South America is now in fear, as if facing a great enemy.

Coupled with the nuclear bomb that the Americans dropped in the mountains of Colombia a day ago, it has almost made Latin American politicians on the verge of collapse tremble.

Usually, it's okay to jump up and make trouble with the Americans, but once the Americans really want to use the weapon of mass destruction, these countries are instigated.

A nuclear bomb came down, and the Colombian fart didn't let go.

In the center of the huge wasteland, several straight ditches dug out by 20,000 zombies gradually revealed a huge pattern frame, which was the shape of two huge squares staggered together, forming an octagonal pattern, and this pattern was extremely regular, as if measured with an instrument, and there was almost no deviation in each corner.

After the frame was dug up, the zombies began to dig up in the octagonal pattern again, like a group of well-trained construction workers, orderly and without the slightest chaos.

This work lasted for three days, and during those three days, the eyes of the whole world were drawn here.

On the morning of the fourth day, an extremely complex pattern composed of various ditches of different shades appeared in front of several people, square in circle, circle in square, and a large number of zombies began to gather together and leave, but the direction was southeast.

The direction of the zombies must pass through the encirclement of the Peruvian army, as the zombie team advances, the Peruvian army is like a great enemy, one by one holding guns and trembling, watching these blue-gray monsters quickly approach and retreat in panic.

"Dada......"

As a series of gunshots rang out like fried beans, some soldiers couldn't hold back the fear in their hearts and pulled the trigger.

"Puff ......"

The zombie in front of him kept popping up holes, the skin exploded, and streams of blue-gray liquid splashed out, but then countless gray silk threads came out of the zombie densely, and the bullets on the body were ejected and fell to the ground crackling.

"Ah~~"

With a scream, a soldier was entangled in the gray silk threads on the zombie's body, and when he saw these silk threads strangle like steel wires, the soldier immediately turned directly into a pile of minced meat, and blood splashed all over the ground.

And almost at the same time, a series of screams came and went, and the zombies at the forefront had pounced on the Peruvian soldiers, the silk threads flew like long-haired ghosts, and clumps of plasma sprayed up in the entanglement, and the severed limbs and arms flew to the ground, and a radius of hundreds of meters suddenly became a bloody and terrifying scene.

The surrounding army completely collapsed in an instant, hundreds of soldiers screamed and dropped their guns and fled, only hating their parents for missing a few legs, and the scene was a chaotic mess.

And the zombie team is obviously not looking for fault, stepping on the blood and water all over the ground and going straight through the collapsed encirclement.

Yang Ling's face twitched, but he didn't bother to care, he had already sent a warning to the whole of Peru with a stick, telling anyone not to approach the entire wasteland, but no one listened.

He was completely confused now, and he didn't know what the bronze giant had done with arranging these zombies to dig up such a big figure?

And where are these zombies going? Are they going to another place and continue digging trenches to make new shapes?

Also, could it be that the strange shapes on this wasteland were dug up by these zombies, and what does the vanishing Nazca have to do with the bronze giants?

Yang Ling was puzzled, and Ding Cong and the others were also confused, so they could only quietly wait for the next moves of these zombies and bronze giants.

A day later, a team of 20,000 zombies arrived near a massive volcano in Bolivia and dug up at the bottom of the mountain.

Looking at the volcano and the black stones dug up by these zombies in his mind, Yang Ling asked curiously, "What is the name of this volcano?"

"Boss, this volcano is called Utulun Ancient Volcano, I have detected a possible large-scale eruption in the near future, this black stone is called obsidian, which is a unique volcanic rock formed after the rapid cooling of magma. The stick hastened to reply.

Yu Qiang added on the side: "Obsidian is widely used in Buddhism, and it is said that it can purify the negative energy of the body, and has the effect of driving away evil spirits and enhancing vitality!"

"Well, I've also heard that this stone is called a holy relic in the West, it is the best thing for shamans to divination, and legend has it that it is also able to resist the power from the underworld, to purify the evil energy released by evil spirits, and to be able to exorcise the negative effects of spells and witchcraft. Ding Cong also nodded and said, and added, "The Indians especially like this kind of stone!"

Yang Ling couldn't help frowning, he had also heard of obsidian, which was sold everywhere in the antique street, carved into Buddha statues or made into bracelets, and the price was not cheap.

If someone had told him that obsidian had these functions before, he would have scoffed, but now, he had to be careful, although these stones were inconspicuous, they could indeed make him feel a different kind of energy, each piece seemed to have a trace of extremely weak energy aura fluctuations, but if it wasn't for the fact that his divine soul power was particularly powerful, he would almost not feel it at all.