Infinite devouring evolution of the last days

Chapter 69 Rotten Plague ([-])

"My name is Fuwen." The mutant named Fuwen looked at Zhao Yong and said, "I used to be the commander of the First Legion!"

"What?!" Zhao Yong cried out. This news was undoubtedly shocking to Zhao Yong!

Although Zhao Yong had long been mentally prepared for the dangers of the Gu Refining Land, he had even mentally simulated how to fight when encountering a large number of sixth-order mutants.

But what I never expected was that I could meet the former commander of the First Legion in this ghost place!

Seeing Zhao Yong's surprised expression, Fuwen laughed. The pieces of rotten flesh fell to the ground as his muscles twitched, and tiny white worms slowly crawled out from inside.

"Your boy was also brought in by Mameng, right?" Fu Wen looked at Zhao Yong and said.

"I applied myself." Zhao Yong looked at Fuwen warily and replied.

"Oh?" Fu Wen was very surprised by Zhao Yong's answer, as if he didn't expect that someone would take the initiative to enter the Gu refining land.

After a brief surprise, it laughed happily, "You actually took the initiative to apply to enter such a ghost place! Not bad, not bad! You are worthy of being a general of the First Army!"

Because Rotten Plague laughed so violently, a large amount of maggots spurted out from the hole in his stomach and splashed on the ground.

This scene made Zhao Yong's stomach feel like a tumbling river, and he felt like he could spit out everything from last week.

Suppressing his nausea, Zhao Yong said to Fu Wen, "You were tricked by Ma Meng?"

It seemed that Fu Wen hadn't talked to anyone for a long time, and he put down his guard and sat down on the ground.

"At that time, Mammon was just a general under my command, but I was seriously injured during a mission.

Mammon took advantage of my weakness and used the secret technique of their demon clan to take over half of my abilities for themselves. "

"I fell from the eighth-level top-rank to the fifth-level mutant, and was deprived of the position of legion commander. But because he absorbed my power.

He jumped from the lower level of the seventh level to the upper level of the eighth level, almost reaching the ninth level, and became the current strongest legion commander in Yan City. "

"I want to seek revenge from him, but as a fifth-level opponent, I was knocked out by him and thrown here, leaving me to destroy myself."

"However, through continuous beheading and eating, I have now recovered a lot of strength. Although I haven't reached the eighth level, I have also recovered to the seventh level."

Zhao Yong was surprised after hearing this. He didn't expect Mammon to be so treacherous!

"Tell me your story." Fu Wen played with the bricks on the ground with his giant hands, "I haven't talked for a long time."

Zhao Yong told Fu Wen about Ma Meng sending him to Hanmen City and about entering the Gu refining land.

"The legion commander of Hanmen City, Kuangmo, has fought against him before. He is indeed a difficult opponent." Fuwen said thoughtfully, "After all, it has two lives."

"Two lives?" Zhao Yong frowned, "What do you mean?"

Rufeng stood up from the ground, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"You don't need to know this anymore, because you will become my bait now and die here!"

Although Zhao Yong and Fu Wen were separated by hundreds of meters, it only took a moment for Fu Wen to reach Zhao Yong.

Zhao Yong swung the snake knife, drew a graceful arc in the air, concentrated all his strength on his arm, and slashed at Fuwen's body.

The blade cut through the air in an instant, making a "shuoshing" sound, and then hit the rotten body covered with fat heavily.

Although a not deep and not shallow wound was left on Rotten's body, it was because its fat was too thick.

It wasn't hurt at all, just yellowish oil oozing out from the wound.

"The strength is not bad!" Fu Wen raised the scimitar on his left arm and slashed towards Zhao Yong's head.

Zhao Yong squatted down hastily, dodging this slash.But the fierce breath released from the scimitar formed a wind blade, piercing through the air and cutting off a steel bar erected behind Zhao Yong.

Before Zhao Yong could react, a thick thigh kicked him in the face.

Zhao Yong hurriedly curled up his body and used the blade as a shield to resist the attack.

The huge impact lifted Zhao Yong into the air, spun several times in the air, and fell heavily to the ground.

Zhao Yong felt a sweetness in his throat and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Grandma's." Zhao Yong got up from the ground, looked at the putrefaction that was slowly approaching him, and cursed, "Is the seventh-level mid-tier really that powerful?"

After the transformation, Zhao Yong was only a seventh-rank low-rank existence, and the current Zhao Yong is estimated to be a sixth-rank middle-rank.

"Don't struggle, human!" Fu Wen said as he walked, "I haven't tasted fresh human meat for a long time, let me eat it with gratitude!"

"Get off your grandma's legs!" Zhao Yong stood up and scolded sternly, "You have such a broken belly, won't it leak out even if you eat it?"

Fuwen seemed to hate others calling him "broken belly", so he suddenly became furious and rushed over like crazy.

Zhao Yong knew that it was no match for it in human form, so he threw the snake knife aside and prepared to transform into the silver lion mode.

A large amount of white light concentrated on Zhao Yong's body and began to expand slowly.The white light continued to grow larger, and finally shaped into the outline of a giant lion.

The light began to fade slowly, and a giant lion with a silvery white body and blood-red eyes appeared in the Gu refining place.

"Oh?" Fu Wen stood on the spot, looked up at Zhao Yong who had already transformed, "No wonder you dared to enter the Gu refining place, so you are from the Demon Lion Clan!"

"The Demon Lion Clan?" Zhao Yong was puzzled, and asked Fu Wen: "What is the Demon Lion Clan?"

Fu Wen smiled and said, "The Demon Lion Clan, one of the three races that destroyed the world, doesn't even know about it. You really are a young child."

After all, Fu Wen ignored the size difference between the two and rushed forward without fear.

Zhao Yong stretched out his claws, and slapped Fu Wen fiercely, but the seemingly clumsy Fu Wen unexpectedly dodged to the side, and even avoided Zhao Yong's attack.

Zhao Yong's lion claw hit the ground, causing the whole earth to tremble.

A boulder the size of a millstone floated in the air, and then fell like raindrops, hitting Rotten's body.

Fuwen didn't care about this kind of damage. It ran to Zhao Yong's hind paw and slashed down fiercely with the scimitar on his left arm.

The sharp blade swiped across Zhao Yong's hind paw, and the thick fur was cut open in an instant, and blood spurted out like a fountain.

Zhao Yong hurriedly jumped to the side, looked at Fu Wen vigilantly, endured the severe pain in his hind paws and rushed forward again.

During this culling, Zhao Yong paid special attention to the retreat route of the rotten plague. No matter which way it ran, Zhao Yong could react and knock it down with one claw.

But to Zhao Yong's surprise, the rot plague didn't dodge this time, and Zhao Yong's claws fell straight on its body, completely crushing it under his feet.

The sharp lion's claws embedded in Rotten's body, piercing it thoroughly like a skewer.

"Have you forgotten?" Fuwen, who was supposed to be dead, suddenly raised his head and smiled at Zhao Yong and said, "I am a zombie!"

(End of this chapter)