The crowd was in chaos.
The formation that had originally been established could no longer continue in such a short period.
What was even more unacceptable was that out of the six dead, four were from the Iron Demon Army. Xu Hongzhuang witnessed everything, her pupils turning crimson as she transford directly into a Bloodthirsty Rakshasa.
Each mber of the Iron Demon Army was a seed player cultivated with countless effort. At this mont, four were killed instantly; how could Xu Hongzhuang not be angry?
"Bang!"
The ground beneath Xu Hongzhuang's feet sank three inches, and the next second, she dashed towards the mutant porcupine like a blood phoenix.
High-speed movent!
In her fury, Xu Hongzhuang's speed broke through the limit, circling behind the porcupine. Her long knife slashed through invisible light, instantly striking the opponent.
"Psst!"
Like slicing leeks, the spikes, comparable in texture to steel, were directly cut off in front of Xu Hongzhuang. The scene looked as if the sharp needle of a syringe had been removed, losing all its forr sharpness.
"Die!"
When the porcupine killed its confidant, Xu Hongzhuang's heart was about to explode. Although she knew the mission would have casualties, the sharp contrast between the vibrant life of one mont and the withering of an autumn flower the next caused her anger to burn relentlessly within.
—Great Tornado!
Xu Hongzhuang was completely unleashed; the wrath of a strong woman was sothing not everyone could endure. The porcupine's spikes were severed; it didn't even have a chance to defend, and was hit again with trendous force, being directly thrown and ripping open a huge wound on its abdon, spilling rotten intestines and viscera on the ground.
Xu Hongzhuang's actions were seamless, and the mutant porcupine was completely passive. Though the injury was severe, it wasn't fatal for the zombie, and as long as it hit the ground, it would still have the ability to fight.
But would the Major from the East Bridge, the respected female Martial God, give it such an opportunity?
—Swallow Return!
Xu Hongzhuang raised her arm, her martial spirit boiling, and the illusory blade extended to two ters long, like an enormous divide, slicing directly at the mutant porcupine's neck.
"Psst!"
The porcupine's head and body split in half. A formidable champion under the command, only striking once from start to finish, was directly executed. Was it too weak? No, it was Xu Hongzhuang who was too strong!
Indeed.
An angry woman is not to be provoked.
Though the porcupine was dead, the battle was far from over. The Tyrant carried the body of the Licker in a charge forward, effectively blocking the bullet attacks, and within seconds it would confront the crowd.
The Tyrant was very fierce.
The hand-to-hand combat ability of zombies was naturally enhanced. With its companions being killed in succession, it felt no fear, but its bloodthirstiness increased.
However.
The unexpected was still within his control.
Chen Feng looked at the Undead Mage, mumbling sothing unknown, and the latter nodded, the Soul Fire in its eye sockets blazing, as if filled with wisdom.
"Corpse Explosion Skill!"
The Tyrant, self-assud to block everyone's attacks by carrying the Licker, never imagined that the Licker itself was a ti bomb ready to explode.
The Undead Mage waved its staff, and the Licker willingly offered its body. Its fleshless belly suddenly split open, spilling a heap of colorful rotten intestines, and in an instant, a booming explosion blasted the Licker's entire body into a mass of flesh.
In the explosion of corpse poison, a thick odor of decay and stench lingered in the air. Anything touched by corpse fragnts, whether soil or rock, turned pitch black.
The Tyrant's claws couldn't escape either, being shattered to tatters with three fingers blown off, the remaining two drooping to the side, evidently losing their lethality.
"Roar..."
The Tyrant had no idea what had happened. Charging forward bravely, in the next second, the Licker in its hand exploded, causing serious injury; even an eye was blown out, its cheek becoming a bloody ss, like sothing pulled from an oil pan.
Good opportunity!
Chen Feng took a deep breath, and opened his eyes. His pupils were now blood-red, his body temperature rising instantly, like a volcano about to erupt, even igniting so weeds on the ground. He swung the Flaming Whip, hooking it directly around the Tyrant's head.
"Thud!"
The Tyrant was dragged to the ground, its muscles blistering with nausea-inducing blisters.
—Focused Shooting!
As Chen Feng made his move, the Dark Elf stood up, picking up a thorn branch, and with strong propulsion, shot it violently at the Tyrant.
"Bang!"
The force of the arrow was too fierce; the terrifying weight shook the ground, cracking the concrete floor with lines.
As the smoke dissipated.
An arm suddenly stretched out.
Not dead yet?
Chen Feng was speechless; this Tyrant's vitality was astonishing. Despite enduring a series of attacks, a regular zombie would have long turned into a pile of rotten flesh, yet it held on.
No wonder it's a rare species among zombies.
Seeing this, Chen Feng waved his hand again, attempting to swing the whip for a deadly blow, but the Undead Mage was quicker.
—Command the Undead.
In an instant, silence enveloped the surroundings.
Chen Feng felt an intertwine of conquest and resistance; the Undead Mage was trying to command this formidable zombie.
If it were before, it might have been unlikely, but now the heavily injured Tyrant, its will already chaotic.
After a while, the Undead Mage lowered its staff, and the Tyrant seed more sluggish, standing still without attacking again.
Did it work?
A group of warriors opened their eyes wide, almost dumbfounded.
Even so experienced Iron Demon Guards wore incredulous expressions, muttering, "The Skeleton sir, unexpectedly tad such a powerful monster?"
Unintentionally, everyone looked at the Undead Mage with newfound respect.
Witnessing all this, Chen Feng took a deep breath and shouted at Xu Hongzhuang, "Don't get caught up in battle, let the Tyrant fend off other zombies, everyone else keep pushing forward!"
A rare opportunity.
Xu Hongzhuang wasn't blinded by fury, nodded, took a step, leaving so warriors to aid the Tyrant, while everyone else followed, running towards the distance.
A flat grassland.
No powerful zombies were lurking nearby, then after a few minutes of the group's sprint, a strange figure appeared before them.
It had a body similar to a normal human, but its head was unusually large, with a diater of one ter, like carrying an enormous tumor, always on the verge of bursting.
Chen Feng stopped, a faint smile on his face: "Commander, I've finally found you..."
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