Devil Fruit: Invincible from the Tremor-Tremor Fruit

The zombie chimpanzee is dead.

Mu Bai picked up the crystal core in the other's body.

The third-level crystal core shines with a unique brilliance.

After putting it away, Mu Bai stood up and slowly raised his hand.

"The first location is over. The next step is to go to the location mentioned by You Lin (the drinking man)."

Everyone's heart sank. Although they looked happy, they felt their scalps tingling when they thought about having to face those terrifying mutant zombies later.

You Lin, holding a beer bottle, nodded and said, "Mu Bai, you are right to do this. Even if there are casualties, you must continue to clear out the powerful zombies in various locations."

He knew very well that some powerful mutant zombies would continue to evolve in a short period of time. Their strength would change drastically in a few days. They must be killed before they evolve, otherwise the whole city will be completely ruled by zombies in the future.

"Let's continue to set off." Facing the early morning, Mu Bai said thoughtfully.

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Against the backdrop of the zombie apocalypse, a convoy of trucks slowly drove into an abandoned mall near a hospital. This mall was once a bustling shopping paradise before the disaster, but now it is only dilapidated and silent. The drivers of the convoy drove the trucks carefully, avoiding the various waste and damaged vehicles scattered at the entrance of the mall.

As the trucks drove in, the dim interior of the mall was illuminated by the strong light of the headlights, revealing empty corridors and messy shops. There was a dull and desolate atmosphere in the air, and occasionally a subtle stench could be smelled, as if reminding people of the disaster that had happened here.

The members of the convoy got off the car one after another. They moved quickly and orderly. In this world full of unknown dangers, any negligence could lead to irreversible consequences. They chose a relatively spacious open space and began to build a temporary rest area.

Some people were responsible for unloading the supplies from the car, setting up simple tents and stoves, and preparing dinner; others were responsible for vigilance. They held weapons and looked around every corner vigilantly to prevent sudden attacks from zombies or other unknown creatures.

In the night, the fire at the door of the hospital flickered, like a lonely bright light, which was particularly eye-catching in the darkness of the end of the world. This weak fire seemed to have some kind of magic, attracting the scattered zombies around. They dragged their heavy and dilapidated bodies, slowly gathered towards the fire from all directions, and let out a low and hoarse roar.

Inside the hospital, a group of students and workers stared nervously at the movement outside the door. They held the crossbows tightly in their hands, which was one of the only effective weapons they had left in this world where zombies were rampant. Everyone's face was full of determination and determination. They knew that retreating at this moment would mean death.

As the zombies got closer and closer, the atmosphere became more and more tense. Suddenly, a student pulled the bowstring, and an arrow whizzed out with a fierce momentum, accurately hitting the head of a zombie. The zombie's movement stopped abruptly and fell heavily to the ground.

This attack seemed to blow the horn of battle, and other students and workers also opened their bows and shot arrows. Arrows rained down on the zombies, and every hit was accompanied by the fall of the zombies and the cheers of the workers. However, the number of zombies is still increasing, and they seem to be tireless, pouring into the hospital entrance.

Lin Wanru said to the students helplessly: "Okay, these zombies are blocked by the fence and can't come in for the time being, and you don't have to shoot at close range. If mutant zombies come, you will be miserable. Now send some students to collect medicines, which is the top priority."

Hearing Lin Wanru's words, many students nodded repeatedly. After all, they are teachers. Many students listen to Lin Wanru, the art teacher, especially Xu Zheng and other superpowers.

Hawkeye, who was sitting at the entrance of the hospital, was dozing off with Black Blade Night in his arms without saying a word.

After sensing the breath of the mutant zombie, he immediately turned around, his eyes piercing through the darkness a hundred meters away, and saw a huge figure slowly emerging.

It was a power giant zombie, its body was tall and twisted, its muscles were as hard as steel, and every step it took shook the earth.

Hearing the roar, the people in the nearby truck convoy retreated in fear.

Mihawk did not hesitate at all, he knew that the terrible power of this zombie could not be resisted by numbers alone.

He immediately turned over and jumped off the ruins, his movements were swift and decisive.

Hawkeye Mihawk, this brave and warlike warrior, holding the legendary Black Blade Night, rushed towards the approaching power giant zombie with a fearless attitude. His eyes were firm and cold, like a falcon in the dark night, staring at the prey, ready to give a fatal blow.

Black Blade Night flickered in the moonlightThe dark light seemed to contain endless power. Mihawk gripped the hilt tightly, feeling the coldness and sharpness of the blade. His heartbeat was synchronized with the vibration of the blade, as if he had merged with this legendary blade.

At the moment of approaching the power giant zombie, Mihawk suddenly jumped up, and with the help of the momentum, he slashed out with a "Night Break". The black knife night drew a perfect arc, like a meteor in the night sky, bright and dazzling. This attack condensed all of Mihawk's strength and will, as if to cut off all obstacles.

Although the power giant zombie was extremely powerful, at this moment, its movements seemed so clumsy. The blade of the black knife night easily cut through its skin and penetrated into its bones. With a deafening roar, the power giant zombie was split into two, and its huge body fell to the ground with a bang, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Mihawk landed steadily, with a hint of disdain and ridicule in his eyes. He gently wiped the blood on the black knife, as if this battle was just a piece of cake for him.

Hawkeye Mihawk had just defeated the power giant zombie, and before he had time to rest, he was surrounded by the zombies swarming nearby. These zombies roared, stretched out their rotten arms, eager to tear the prey in front of them. However, facing this terrifying siege, Mihawk seemed unusually calm, and his eyes revealed determination and courage.

He held the black knife and slowly scanned the surroundings, as if looking for the best breakthrough. Suddenly, he moved, shuttling through the zombies at an incredible speed, and the black knife in his hand turned into black lightning, slashing around in an arc trajectory.

Every time the knife flashed, a zombie fell, and their heads were neatly cut and rolled to the ground. The arc-shaped knife energy formed an airtight defense line around Mihawk. Although the zombies were surging, they could not break through the barrier formed by the knife light.

Mihawk's figure loomed in the zombies. He was like an elegant dancer, performing a battle of life and death on the bloody stage. The black knife flew in his hands, and every slash was precise and powerful, as if interpreting a cruel art.

As time went by, the number of zombies was gradually decreasing, but Mihawk's breath remained steady. He was like an isolated island, standing firm in the ocean of zombies, writing his own legend with the black knife. When the last zombie fell, Mihawk put away the black knife.

He looked into the hospital with sharp eyes and noticed something.

"Huh? Are there any survivors?"

In the hospital, the survivors hid in the broken walls and dark corners. They were originally shrouded in fear and despair, living under the shadow of the end of the world. However, when they witnessed the battle between Hawkeye Mihawk and the zombies, they showed unspeakable shock in their eyes.

They saw that Mihawk was like a god of war, charging and killing in the zombie group, the black knife in his hand flashing cold light, and every swing was accompanied by the fall of zombies. His figure moved quickly on the battlefield, flexible and agile, as if unhindered by anything. The roars and sounds of the zombies falling to the ground intertwined, forming a thrilling symphony.

The survivors widened their eyes, they couldn't believe that this was a real scene. Mihawk's powerful strength shocked them, and every time he slashed, it seemed to tell them that there was still hope in this world.

"It's incredible, he repelled so many zombies alone!" someone exclaimed.

"He is really a hero, we are saved!" another person shouted excitedly.

The voices of these survivors scared many students who came to search for medicine.

Doflamingo saw this and hurried over to check. If possible, it would be no problem for the convoy to absorb more than a hundred survivors.

While the hospital was bustling, the other people stationed in the mall were cooking. Across the fire, Mu Bai walked into a room in the mall.

Mu Bai sat quietly in the corner of the room, holding the shining third-level crystal core tightly in his hands. There was a firm light in his eyes, as if he wanted to completely absorb the power of this crystal core into his body.

"I don't know how far the crystal core of the third-level mutant animal can take me..."

He slowly closed his eyes and began to concentrate on feeling the powerful energy contained in the crystal core. The energy was like a trickle, flowing slowly into his meridians through his palm, warm and majestic.

As time went by, Mu Bai felt that his body seemed to be ignited by this energy, and every cell was cheering and greedily absorbing this rare nourishment. His strength was nourished by this energy, bit by bit.

His breath began toChanges began to occur. His originally steady breathing became deep and powerful, and each breath seemed to absorb more vitality.

His skin also began to glow with a faint luster, which was a sign that his internal energy was full and about to burst out of his body.