Chapter 59: Do You Call This a Zombie?

Ugly zombies in different forms.

The undead in the general sense of the concept are basically piles of rotting flesh, and the difference between them and ordinary flesh is that they are alive.

Mutilated corpses, half-rotten muscles, terrifying defenses that are so strong that there is no place to reason, and the infectious power of transforming the same kind are all standard abilities for creatures such as zombies.

Although it is not that there are ordinary living dead people who do not have any ability, the kind that basically belongs to the kind of people who are ashamed of their kind, and have to use numbers to scare people.

Before vampires were also classified as undead, there was almost no glamorous image in this category of things, and they took the route of disgusting people, and there was no suspense.

If Huang Taiyi stood here at this moment, he would definitely be surprised by the zombies in front of him.

Is there something wrong with your style?

"Goo...... Ho ho ho ......"

The zombies that rushed to the front raised their heads, and they crawled on the ground at great speed, and once they raised their heads or stood upright, it was a sign that they were in a state of battle.

In the joints of its neck, there was a stiff sound of metal grinding.

Because it is not fully lubricated, the parts of the gears are already very sluggish, and the movement alone is quite laborious, and it can even be said that there is wear.

Yes, gears.

The body of the zombie is still a human.

People with limbs, heads, and even intact facial features show no signs of decay at all, and there is still a trace of clothing on their bodies.

However, a huge gear was embedded in the back of its neck, and the rotation of the gear replaced the function that its neck bone was supposed to play, and it could rotate and change direction, but it was much more sluggish.

Some zombies have their jaws replaced by steel bones and sharp teeth, which can gnaw off a tree with a thick bowl mouth in one bite.

Some zombies, one arm, or one leg, may have two, or even all four limbs replaced by metal prosthetics of unknown technology. It's okay that all four limbs have been replaced, and those zombies that only part of their limbs have turned into metal, because the human body parts can't keep up with the speed of the metal parts, so they move strangely.

There are also zombies that have no eyeballs, and their empty eye sockets are condensed with blue or red light, which can spew out a light that can kill people with just one glare.

In addition, there are also huge corpses that are terrifying and ugly to the point of indescribable, that is, the zombies are connected by horizontal and vertical machinery to form irregular objects, the general image is a lump of iron rubbing a man, this kind of thing is very existential, rolling around in the zombie group, sometimes rolling bigger and bigger.

There is no carrion, no suspicious viruses, and the so-called "undead" refers to these monsters that are a mixture of human and mechanical beings.

Since ancient times, the "zombies" of this world have been such a concept.

It is the part of the human body that infects them that they call "mechanical".

If the Emperor had known about this, perhaps he would have had a completely different opinion of Thehiphon and Mezzilla, but he did not know, and no one told him, and everyone assumed that he already knew this common sense.

Many times reality is always full of malice towards people, and people's imagination is not so authoritative at the same time, and the gap between ideals and reality often spans the entire dimension.

If the zombies that fill the earth are the sea of death, Eric is the majestic cliff that stands on the shore.

How brave can a man be?

Truly brave people look as if they are creatures of another species, whatever they are, they are absolutely different from ordinary humans.

On the battlefield, those who rush to the front die the fastest.

Humans understand this, of course, but that doesn't mean that everyone on the battlefield will turn around and run backwards, circle the Earth and backstab the enemy.

Charging itself is a kind of glory, a privilege that belongs to the fierce, and death is really nothing compared to it.

Zombies also know how to charge very bravely, but they have no brains, there are actually not many creatures without brains, and there are many people who look like dogs in humans but have solid brains, which are not much different from zombies without brains.

Hate life, devour life, zombies are charging for such a simple purpose.

Before the zombies at the front could get close to Eric, they were trampled into scrap iron and rotten meat by the zombies that pressed up from behind.

This kind of thing happened everywhere, and after the zombies gathered from all directions, it formed a circular gap centered on Eric.

It may sound bizarre that there is a gap in the dense tide of corpses that can't penetrate the water, but it is actually not very unreasonable.

The trampled zombies were stacked on top of more zombies that rushed up from behind, piling up higher and higher, piling up several meters in the blink of an eye, and the zombies who caught up after them would naturally be affected, and they would continue to pile up like this, until they couldn't bear it and collapsed completely.

The zombies with hateful appearances and different appearances can only let out meaningless howls from their mouths, which are more terrifying than the sounds of any kind of beasts, but the sound of the bodies of the more unfortunate zombies who are crushed at the bottom is far denser than their howls, and they have a sense of existence.

Eric's massive body contained terrifying power, and he held a huge battle axe in both hands, like a statue of the god of war, motionless, letting the zombies around him howl.

There is no immortal on earth, and there is no eternal prosperity in the world.

What kind of high-rise building will always fall one day, and the European emperor who has drawn out the SSR every time should finally have a black face and no goods to return to the pit.

What's more, it is a hill trampled by a group of zombies thirsty for flesh and blood.

After only five or six seconds, the circular "hill" that had been superimposed to a height of more than ten meters finally collapsed.

The zombies with teeth and claws stepped on the fragments of their own kind, and swarmed towards Eric, and a few zombies who were trampled but barely reserved in their upper bodies also crawled on the ground with great difficulty, and before they could climb a few steps, they were completely overwhelmed by more corpses.

This is the ugly creature of zombies, and before they can taste the flesh and blood of the living, they begin to reduce their personnel.

In terms of the number of uncountable numbers, it is uncertain whether it is counted as attrition.

Some zombies jumped higher than other similar people with the help of mechanical prosthetics on their legs, while others ran faster than their peers, and in an instant, hundreds of zombies jumped high and wanted to pounce from the air, while others scrambled to stretch out their claws.

The sun was obscured.

The density of the zombies that jumped into the air had turned into an opaque shroud, holding Eric firmly in the center.

Suddenly, a hint of wind blew.

Or that it was not a trace of wind, neither wind nor "a trace of it".

However, it did last only for a short time, as if it were fake.

In the next moment, an invisible storm suddenly erupted on the flat ground that spread wildly in all directions, and the zombies that rushed over were all shattered by the shock.

Old man Eric, still holding a giant axe, stood in place.

Within a radius of nearly 100 meters, not even a single piece of zombie residue remained.

"Come on! It's too early for Lao Tzu to go to Valhalla! Waste! ”

The old man smiled slightly, and then, his beard and eyebrows suddenly stood up like steel needles, and his face, which had become hideous because of the explosion of fighting spirit, did not show the slightest aging at all, and was simply a male lion in the prime of life.