"Gudong~" West swallowed hard. Although he had a gun in his hand, he was unsure at all.

No matter who sees the human monsters that are staggering like zombies, piled up hundreds of people at the door, they will be afraid.

Tuba coughed twice, put his hands on his back and stood in front of him and said, "That..."

Before he could finish speaking, the monsters roared in like a tide.

"Roar out!! Don't let them get stuck in the house!!" Facing these monsters, Charles was not afraid at all and directly rushed up, with the other crew members following behind.

"Bump!!" The white bone blasts splashed blood on them.

The other crew members also took out various weapons and began to speak. The silent forest before instantly turned into a solemn battlefield.

Faced with the powerful firepower of Charles and others, these things were killed and injured, and their bodies looked very fragile.

But even though the same people in front fell to the ground, they opened their deformed mouths and rushed up as if they hadn't seen it. There was no fear in their eyes, but only bloodthirsty desire.

Charles rushed out of the house, but was not out of the crisis. These deformed creatures that kept surging on were boundless sea water, and they were a small boat that was shaking in this red sea.

Gunshots, roars, and curses kept ringing.

A sailor who landed on the back walked a few steps, and seven or eight deformed arms grabbed him, rubbed his distorted nails into his flesh, and then split the corpse.

"Buzz buzz buzz~~" Charles raised the chainsaw in his hand and waved it forward with force. The monster in front of him was instantly cleared.

At this moment, a slender palm stretched out from behind, grabbed the mouse on his shoulder and dragged it back.

"Lily!!" Charles bit his teeth and kicked his feet, and rushed into the flesh and blood wall in front of him regardless of everything.

The deformed nails and teeth kept rubbing against Charles' body. Although the clothes were quickly cut, Charles' tough skin resisted these attacks.

Charles jumped quickly, jumped into the crowd, grabbed Lily back and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Sher~" The white arc jumped on Charles' short staff. As he tried his best, the flesh and blood monsters in front of him fell down in an instant.

The dazzling white light completely dominated everything here, and the air was filled with a strong burnt smell.

After Charles stopped completely, the surroundings turned completely black.

Charles fell to the ground with fierce trembling all over his body. He didn't know how many times he had used the short stick, so that his extremely tough body could not bear it.

Fortunately, everything I paid was worth it. Faced with the powerful power of thunder, the flesh and blood monsters finally retreated. They either ran or crawled into the woods, and the forest returned to tranquility again.

Charles stood up with the help of the crew, gasping for breath, looking at the messy battlefield around him.

The other crew members were also looking around, their eyes were filled with shock, and the same question appeared in their minds. "What exactly are these things?"

Before they could figure it out, a headless corpse in front of Charles suddenly stood up.

The wailing graffiti that should have been attached to Charles appeared on it.

The headless corpse pointed at the direction where the flesh and blood monsters just left with only seven fingers.

"Charles, he said 319 was there, and he felt it." Tuba translated.

Charles immediately cheered up. He went all out to come to this ghost place for this thing.

He shook his numb right hand and followed him toward Tuya.

The corpse also followed with extremely twisted movements under the control of Tuya.

However, the sailors who came in with West before looked a little overwhelmed and were about to cry.

After all, the scene just now was so scary. When the flesh and blood monsters stretched out their hands of fear to them, they seemed to be in hell.

Everyone was silent and walked silently in this quiet woods, with the atmosphere very depressing.

"Mr. Charles, do you smell it?" Lily raised her nose and kept sniffing.

The smell of blood and rotten smell became stronger and stronger as they continued to move forward. White cloth strips with strange inscriptions gradually appeared on the trunks around the tree and on the ground.

"This... this is... the prayer of God Ftan..." The silent bandage picked up a strip of cloth, took a look, and threw it on the ground.

"Who is believing in God Fotan? Those things just now?" Charles thought.

After the local white cloth strips completely covered the ground, a round flat bottom as the size of a football field appeared in front of Charles and others.

The important scene at the venue made everyone's faces a little uncomfortable, and some crew members with poor tolerance covered their mouths and forced themselves to not let themselves vomit.

Corpse, countless decaying corpses put a twisted and dirty five-pointed star on the field. This five-pointed star is not symmetrical, and every corner above is shifted to the left.

All kinds of indescribable words are painted with dark blood in places without corpses.

The dead body opened its blood-filled eyes and its mouth was wide open, as if it had suffered great pain before its death, and its messy hair was mixed with bloody mud.

These corpses are all flesh and blood monsters before.

Charles glanced around without anything else, and looked at the headless corpse possessed by graffiti beside him, "Where is 319?"

"Crack" the sound of the branches stomping on them suddenly sounded, and Charles instantly raised his gun and pointed it at the other side.

The motives in the distance were getting bigger and bigger, and the flesh and blood monsters came out again. This time they came out on their tumbling, carrying a wooden shelf on their backs, and on top of the shelf was a man's head as big as a house.

The fully transparent scalp allowed Charles to see the brain inside it and the black maggots that were drilling in and out of it.

All kinds of decay marks on the face made it full of strangeness.

But Charles did not notice the huge head at all, and his attention was immediately attracted by what was around the head.

It was a bronze printer, and intuition told Charles that that was the psychological printer he needed 319!!

"399! It's me! Where did you get your big head? Didn't you just soak in the pool before?" Tuba was about to run over, but Charles immediately grabbed him.

"You said this thing is very kind? The foundation even lets it go shopping?" Charles asked staring at the huge head, not thinking about this thing no matter how you look at it.

"Yes, he's 399." Tuba said firmly.

After saying that, he shouted to the huge head that was walking towards this side: "399, give me a seafood sushi from Canteen No. 3."
Chapter completed!