"Goo!"

The hornworms looked up to the sky and roared, like hammering war drums, blowing the horn of attack.

The first wave of demon offensive has arrived!

"Blood...the delicious taste..."

"food……"

"There... there's the smell of meat, there's a lot of... wow, quack, quack!"

On the relatively spacious street, hundreds of walking corpses were covered in night, and they rushed towards the front lines stationed on the street at a frantic pace.

The zombies are very fast, with almost the explosive power of an adult. When they lose their sense of pain and their instincts are awakened, they can exert at least 300% of their destructive power.

"Wow wow..."

The walking corpse that attacked first had rotten most of its body. Under a layer of skin that fell off, there was dirty flesh and blood intertwined with sinews and veins. It was carrying germs, curses, and ominousness from the demonic world. If an ordinary person was lightly scratched, they would be

Infected by the aura of the devil, he became a companion of the walking dead in just a few minutes.

This is a highly contagious race, belonging to the necromancy system, and believes in the Plague Demon.

"Crack!"

The leading and strong zombie slammed into a thick wall, so hard that his head was crushed, and the yellow-white brain stained with blood flowed out, emitting a foul smell.

But the walking zombie acted on instinct, and the smell of flesh and blood from the other side of the wall made him hit the wall hard again. His head was broken and blood flowed, his claws tore apart, and he burst out with a sharp roar.

The temptation of food is far greater than anything else.

"Bang bang bang!"

The next moment, the zombies from behind bumped into each other, knocking the zombies in front of them into blood mist like a sandwich, and then crashed into the wall with unabated momentum, scratching, scratching, gnawing, and roaring, becoming the zombies trying to break through the city wall.

effort.

Corpses rioted and demons danced wildly!

However, this building spanned the street and had an eight-meter-high wall blocking the way. Three conscripted magicians stood on the five-meter-thick earth wall, chanted magic spells, and cast low-level magic, earth wall magic.

Moreover, three large heads of cut pork were placed on the earth wall, which were rich in blood, attracting this group of roaring zombies to come and perform the task of baiting.

On both sides of the street where the zombies were attacking, in the homes of ordinary residents, dozens of professionals were holding crossbows, aiming at the rioting zombies, and were ready.

The door of the residence was blocked, and the residents were picked up by professionals on balconies, rooftops and other high-rise buildings and evacuated to the orderer's defense line, which was considered safe.

"boom!"

The sky was filled with lightning and thunder, and the clouds rendered yellow by the vision were trembling.

The cold night, the twilight night mixed with inexplicable fear, these visions caused a group of families to put aside their past feud and form an alliance.

"Wait, let them consume themselves first!"

Just as the ambush professionals were firing arrows, an executive officer in charge of the street raised his hand. When the zombies were almost consumed and the skeletal corpses piled up under the city wall reached a height of six meters, he lowered his eyes.

A strong zombie jumped on the steps of his companion, climbed to the top of the wall, showed his rotten face, and roared at him, as if he was excited to be close to the food.

But the next moment, a black shoe sole enlarged in front of my eyes...

"Bang!"

The magic energy exploded, and he stepped over with a heavy foot, directly crushing the walking corpse's head.

"attack!"

At the same time, the executive's raised hand waved down, and with the help of the power of magic props, balls of roaring flames rushed out from the window sills, balconies, and roofs on both sides of the street.

The rioting zombies gathered into a blood-black tide, and the festering eyeballs, reflecting the stunning firelight, bloomed in the void!

"boom!"

"boom!!"

The fireball exploded among the dense zombies, and with the flames flashing, the broken limbs and arms that were blown away were scattered everywhere. Immediately afterwards, the first batch of zombies who had just climbed up the wall fell down and were submerged in the sea of ​​fire.

middle.

A single fireball spell can produce the power of a grenade. More than a dozen fireballs are shot out at once, causing unimaginable damage in a dense range.

"Fire the arrow!"

Hammer looked at the zombies submerged in the sea of ​​fire and shouted coldly.

Suddenly, crossbow arrows shot through the air, accurately shooting at the tenacious zombies!

The fire spread all over the walking corpse, making it even more ferocious. However, under the crossbow attack, his head was exploded by a sharp arrow, and his burning body fell down. As the sea of ​​​​fire spread, his dirty and chaotic life finally ended.

Walking corpses, as the name suggests, are corpses that move entirely by instinct. They are dead, so why should they fear death?

Due to the dedication of the major families (converted into military merit), the supplies are extremely abundant. Even if they are distributed to the hands of low-level professionals, they are slightly redundant. However, the invasion of demons is a long-lasting battle. No matter how tenacious a city is in history, it will eventually be defeated.

There are very few survivors who fall under the army of the demon god.

Therefore, saving unnecessary supplies is the wisest choice for visionaries.

"Whoops!"

The flames roared and the corpses died.

With the firelight shining in his eyes, Hammer squinted his eyes slightly and watched a group of zombies fall into a carefully set ambush. He raised his head and looked into the distance, but he didn't feel a single wave of emotion in his heart.

At the other end of the street is the boundary between the eastern neighborhood and the western neighborhood. It was once the dividing line between the gray forces of the weasel and the giant crocodile.

The layout of Titan City is criss-crossed. Driven by the meeting of Ziluoyuan, the major families formed an alliance to form a united front, using Nancheng Manor as the base camp and advancing to the three fronts of northwest and east!

With the boundary wall blocking the outside and the demons invading inside, Titan City's top management has reduced the front line and gathered all the defense forces to recover. So far, the effect is remarkable.

At present, the demons have occupied nearly half of the territory, and the residents who have no time to retreat have no choice but to become slaves and food rations of the demons.

When the Abyss Demons capture a territory, they usually enslave various races, and some directly kill them and make them into meat to feed the demon army.

People who are not from our race must have different minds. According to this thinking, the upper echelons of the demon clan commanded their subordinates and wielded the butcher knife on the slaves. It was right to kill them all. They should keep some of what they could eat to satisfy their taste, and they had to find ways to eat those who couldn't.

In terms of utilization, for example, the bones can be used to summon the dead, the soul can be made into potions, the body can be cut into meat, or a large-scale sacrificial ceremony can be held to satisfy the interests of the devil.

"When I saw these little zombies dancing with enchanting looks, I shot them on the spot!"

"Brothers, shoot! Shoot! Shoot them!"

"I can cum this far, can you?!"

The battlefield, which made all the combatants tense and solemn, suddenly filled the air with a cheerful atmosphere.

Feathered arrows were fired at the zombies in the sea of ​​fire as if in competition, trying to figure out who could shoot the farthest.

Among them, four crossbow arrows nailed the limbs of a walking corpse to the ground, allowing the flames to spread all over the body, burning fiercely in the fire.

On the balcony, a jackal with slightly squinted eyes took back his crossbow and greeted everyone's envious and appreciative gazes with a proud look on his face.

His archery is so accurate, he deserves to be the captain of the jackals.

This alone is enough to win the love of the little fox (the archery hobby cultivated by Cosenberg).
Chapter completed!