Whoa......

Large raindrops fell from the sky, hitting the tiles, hitting the ground, shattering the bones, and filling the air with a little mist. Make this night deeper.

Suddenly, a white light bloomed in the sky.

Within a radius of one mile, it was illuminated by white light. Every drop of water reflects a dazzling white light, like pearls, falling from top to bottom.

At one end, the iron gold medal they are like a bamboo.

Broke through two passes in a row, and then dismounted, part of which was rushing towards the main hall of the City God Temple, and part of it was blocking the door.

Although two levels have been broken in a row, however, the number of zombies is really large. They fought all the way, and only then did they kill less than a dozen zombies, and the rest rushed to the City God Temple like crazy, impacting their position.

In the face of the surging zombies, the 30 or so people blocking the door used their own means, or shot them with strong bows and crossbows, or cast a series of spells such as condensing water into ice, condensing water into arrows, setting off huge waves, gathering wind into blades, and manipulating iron locks to block them.

On the other side, Devil Cry also began to act.

As soon as Devil Cry sat on the roof, the raindrops falling on the hat splashed a hazy mist, and the pearl-like droplets fell from the brim of the hat and strung together.

The light lit up, and the heavens and the earth were instantly divided into two halves, half black and half white. At this time, Devil Cry is also split in two by a black and a white.

He raised his hand, lowered the brim of his hat, and with a slight clamp between his legs, the big black horse knew his intentions, shook his fur, shook off some droplets, jumped up and jumped off the roof, and landed lightly, without making a sound, like a ghost.

Because of the white light in the sky, some places naturally see more clearly, while others appear darker.

Devil May Cry and the Great Black Horse walked along the shadows, swallowed by the darkness, occasionally revealing their figures, and also in a flash.

Ahead, a whirlwind appeared, which rolled up the rain and also rolled up two zombies, throwing them out.

One after another, the zombies rushed to the wall, trampling on their companions, trying to climb over, and then being shot down by arrows.

There were shouts of killing and the neighing of war horses from inside the walls.

The big black horse ridden by Devil Cry rushed out silently, and the long knife was finally unsheathed, and the curved blade flashed a cold light, condensing on the sharp tip of the knife.

The big black horse, completely devoid of the sound of horses' hooves, ran like a gust of wind, blowing quickly. Then, the blade of the snow passed through the zombie's body, easily splitting them in two.

In an instant, five or six heads hit the ground. Blood spurted out, mingling with the rain.

The headless corpse fell to the ground, only to be muffled by the sound of the rushing rain.

The combination of Ghost Cry and the big dark horse, in such an environment, is like a flickering soul messenger, quietly hooking away one soul after another. And these zombies who are struggling to storm the wall are unaware.

After another failed attempt to storm the wall, a zombie was shot in the shoulder and fell from the wall.

He barely came close to climbing over the wall.

He broke the shaft of the arrow and got up, but as long as he was not hit in the heart or brain, or if his body was not extensively destroyed, he would not die. And this characteristic also makes the zombies much more heroic than before they were alive.

The zombie ignored the wounds on his body, got up, picked up a weapon in his hand, and was about to continue to rush forward.

Suddenly, he was stunned, why is there so much less in number?

Behind him, there was a slight sound of falling to the ground.

He jerked his head back and saw two heads still rolling in mid-air, and two headless corpses that were about to fall.

Gray pupils, constricted violently. He was about to make a sound when he saw a ride like a grim reaper.

The two sides are more than five steps apart.

It looks far away, but for a big dark horse, a slight vertical leap can be crossed. But even so, he had time to shout.

However, he couldn't shout.

He saw a pair of eyes, and the tiny pupils in those eyes were so black that they seemed to contain something, as if an extremely terrifying monster was about to rush out of them.

Pure evil thoughts rushed out from those narrow eyes, making the poor zombie open his mouth but couldn't make a sound, trying to dodge, but his body was stiff but unable to move. Seeing the ghostly ride approaching, and then the ghost crying posture on horseback leaned down gracefully, and with a slight wave of the long knife in his hand, the head detached from the body, and the whole world began to spin.

Another corpse fell to the ground, another head rolled on the ground, and then came to a halt in the standing water on the side of the road.

After a brief appearance, Devil May Cry and the Great Black Horse disappeared into the darkness again, wandering in the darkness, silently observing, looking for the next prey.

"Ahh

The screams of horror made the zombies who were struggling to kill distracted.

The screams seemed to be coming from behind them.

Looking back, unexpected!

What they saw was not an imaginary corpse, but a corpse in one place.

The corpses were so similar, with no additional injuries on them, that they all lost their heads.

Heads are on the cold ground. The gray pupils are wide open, and the expressions are different, some are full of fanaticism, some are full of horror, and more are still the usual numbness of zombies.

They were resurrected souls from corpses, and they had already died once, and on the surface, they seemed much bolder than before. However, it is because their bodies are less prone to death, so they will behave like this. But in reality, they are more afraid of death than ever.

The corpses of so many companions were placed in front of them like this. Tell them clearly that an unknown existence can easily kill them.

Fear spreads.

At the gate, an iron chain suddenly flew out, entangled several zombies, and the lightning that fell from the sky turned several zombies bound by the chain into charcoal.

Another wave was repulsed, and everyone gasped, rebuilt the defensive line, seized the time to recover from the state, healed the wounded, and rested without injury. I don't know if it's an illusion, but looking at the fading zombies, they feel much more relaxed.

In the main hall, more than a dozen zombies guarding the door, half of them fell in sharp arrows, and half fell in knives, guns and axes.

Iron Gold raised his foot over the threshold, and the bow in his hand creaked as he pulled it. The thick arrow was aimed at the pillar where the paint had fallen, and he said loudly: "Come out, you can't hide." ”

Behind the pillar, Wang Ranzhi pulled out the knife at his waist and rushed out with a roar.

Tie Jinjin shot an arrow, and the thick arrow pierced Wang Ranzhi's head and nailed it to the wall inside.

Blood and brains spurted out from the back of his head a foot away, and Wang Ranzhi's body ran two more steps, shook, and fell to the ground.

The zombies in the hall have been all killed, and on the roof of the hall, the corpses of several zombies rolled down against the tiles and fell into the courtyard. Two figures on the roof gesture downwards to indicate that the zombies on the roof have also been cleared.

All hidden dangers seem to have been eliminated, and the statue of the city god has been saved. Next, just fend off the zombies outside.

However, the wall was pierced by a thick arrow. Then, a crack appeared, which spread upwards and ran through the entire wall.

Tie Jinjin sensed that something was wrong, and he breathed a sigh of relief in the statue, and the bitter monkey also sensed that it was not good. The tall walls began to tilt slightly, the roof began to tremble, and dust continued to fall.

Boom, everyone swallowed and stared nervously at the wall.

Won't it ......