Devil Fruit: Invincible from the Tremor-Tremor Fruit

In the night, this abandoned zombie city seemed to be swallowed by the thick darkness, leaving only the broken walls and ruins glowing grayish-white in the faint moonlight. The deserted streets, the dilapidated buildings stood quietly, and the glass windows were hung with mottled fragments, as if they were the last tears of the city.

Suddenly, the wind began to whistle, carrying dampness and coldness, sweeping across the city. In the dark sky, there was a faint sound of thunder, foreshadowing the coming storm. Raindrops gradually fell, sparse at first, and then gradually dense, hitting the abandoned streets, making a dull echo.

The rain flowed along the broken walls, mixed with the mud on the ground, forming small puddles. In this silent city, only the sound of rain kept echoing, like a lament from nature, singing a dirge for the ruins of this once prosperous city that has now become a zombie city.

Occasionally, a gust of wind blew, driving the tattered papers on the corners of the street to flutter, as if telling the story of the city's past. The traces of zombies are hard to find, but the city in the rain looks even more lonely and desolate. Every drop of rain seems to hit people's hearts, making people feel extremely heavy and sad.

In this rain, the abandoned zombie city seems to be washed away, but the secrets hidden in the shadows and the horrors of the past will never disappear with the rain.

Li Keyi is on the top floor of Yunlong Building, looking at the flashing electric light in the rainy night.

"Boss, those people in the building seem to be almost here!"

Huang Laosi, trembling with fear, lowered his eyes and spoke quickly and quietly. Every breath of the tyrant zombie beside him made him feel like a thorn in his back.

"Really."

Li Keyi suddenly smiled after lighting a cigar.

"Huang Laosi, you have been with me for a few days. You are considered a veteran. In the ancient chaotic times, you can be regarded as a hero. Why are you so scared every time you see these zombies? It's a bit embarrassing. I remember you ran away from prison."

Huang Laosi, with a somewhat stiff expression, didn't understand why the boss asked this. After thinking for a moment, he whispered: "Yes, I was sentenced to thirteen years for burglary. If it weren't for the zombie apocalypse, I might still be in prison."

Li Keyi nodded slightly.

"Okay, you are also a person who has died once. I will give you those defective sickle zombies that have not yet completed their evolution. You go and kill those intruders. Can you do it?"

The moonlight disappeared, and the rain was getting heavier. In the lightning, Li Keyi was like a living evil ghost. The breath made Huang Laosi bite his lips and slowly swallow the blood with the taste of rust.

He knelt on one knee, knowing that if he didn't do it now, the tyrant zombie next to him would tear him to pieces, but he also knew the danger of those defective sickle zombies. He would die if he went, and he would die immediately if he didn't go. After weighing the two, he made up his mind.

"I will definitely lead the team to kill them, I promise."

"I don't need your promise. Rainy nights are suitable for killing. If the sickle zombie outside kills this lightning mutant and you don't complete the task, the tyrant will eat you alive. I want you to complete the task in the time it takes a horse to run to exhaustion."

"Yes, sir!"

His neck contracted and he immediately felt the breath of the tyrant zombie sweeping across his face. The fear that penetrated into his bones was unimaginable to ordinary people.

People are always afraid of human-like creatures. The more similar they are to humans, the more afraid they are. Huang Laosi thought it was just a fantasy concept at first, but now it seems that it is not a strange concept such as pseudo-humans, but that humans have been hunted by other powerful races in their ancient genes.

The fear carefully selected by the ancestors must have its necessity.

Perhaps... the arrival of the zombie world is a new evolution of mankind.

Paving the way for the new zombies with almighty wisdom and strength to become kings.

Quickly leaving the presidential suite, the Tyrant Zombie and Li Keyi were the only ones left in the room.

The night was dark, and the Tyrant Zombie's decayed body exuded a chill in the moonlight. His eyes flashed with a green light, as if two ghost lights were swaying in the dark. When he slowly opened his rotten mouth, revealing his long and sharp teeth, a disgusting stench immediately spread.

His voice was hoarse and low, as if it came from the depths of hell, and every word was full of threats and terror: "Mu Bai... Danger."

The Tyrant Zombie's evaluation was like frost in the cold wind, freezing the surrounding air. His words revealed a deep fear of Mu Bai, as if this man named Mu Bai was hiding some unknown huge threat.

"His eyes are like a knife." The Tyrant Zombie continued, every word seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of his throat, "Every step he takes is calculated to perfection.. He is not like us, he... has a plan and premeditation. "

The Tyrant Zombie's words revealed a rare caution and fear, which showed that Mu Bai was not only a powerful opponent, but also an existence that could shake the order of the zombie world.

His words shocked Li Keyi!

"Who is Mu Bai?"

"The man who is fighting fiercely with the sickle zombie below."

"How do you know his name? "

Li Keyi frowned slightly. Although he and the Tyrant Zombie were in a cooperative relationship and he was covering for this intelligent zombie, this guy obviously had a lot of secrets that he didn't know. This guy had been able to spit out musical notes a few days ago, and now he could speak almost fluently.

This shows the danger of this intelligent zombie.

The Tyrant Zombie did not answer this question, he looked up at the sky.

"The sickle zombie will not fail, even if Mu Bai can advance to the third-level ability user in a very short time. After all, this sickle zombie itself is one of the mother experiments of the virus. "

On a rainy night, the streets were filled with a cold and damp atmosphere. Under the dim street lights, a figure suddenly appeared. It was the sickle zombie. His body was no longer simply rotten, but revealed a strange twist and violence.

With his roar, the sound exploded like thunder in the narrow street, shaking every drop of rain, making them seem to tremble. Then, a horrifying scene happened.

The sickle zombie's body began to twist violently, his clothes were torn, and deep cracks appeared on his skin. From the cracks, sickle-shaped arms grew out, and they were glowing. The metallic cold light and the sharp blade flashed coldly in the rain.

These newly grown arms seemed to have their own consciousness, waving in the air, and every swing was accompanied by the sound of wind and splashing water. The rain hit the sickle, making a crisp sound, interweaving with the zombies' roar, forming a terrifying and weird symphony.

The sickle zombie seemed to have turned into a demon from hell at this moment, his body merged with those sickle arms, exuding an unparalleled terrifying aura.

Every inch of space on the street was filled with his threat, making people feel a deep despair and powerlessness.

"Three heads and six arms? "

Mu Bai, with narrowed eyes, remained unmoved. The long sword in his hand, which was gathered by the power of the Thunder Fruit, contained a terrifying pressure like a divine punishment.

In the horror scene of the sickle zombies roaring and their bodies changing, a window in the residential building next door quietly opened a crack. A survivor, holding a mobile phone, carefully poked his head out. Seeing the sickle zombies on the street, he was afraid, but more curious and surprised.

He quickly turned on the camera function of his mobile phone, wanting to record this incredible scene. At the moment the flash came on, the strong light cut through the dark rain curtain, like a A sudden lightning.

This light obviously stimulated the sickle zombie. His six sickle-shaped arms began to wave wildly, and each swing was accompanied by a sharp sound of wind, as if venting his rage and dissatisfaction. In the rain, the sickle cut through the air, leaving a series of silver tracks, which made people shudder.

The survivor was startled by this sudden reaction and almost dropped his phone. He quickly turned off the flash, but it was too late. The sickle zombie seemed to have locked his position and began to move slowly towards the residential building.

The survivor's heart tightened, and he immediately closed the window and leaned against the The wall, the heartbeat accelerated.

The survivor in the room huddled in the corner nervously, his hands tightly covering his mouth, fearing that his breathing would attract unnecessary attention. However, at this moment, a series of rapid and heavy knocks on the door suddenly sounded, each knock seemed to knock on his heart, making him feel palpitations.

Before the survivor could react, there was a deafening noise - the window glass was instantly shattered, countless glass fragments splashed, breaking the silence of the night. A cold wind and rain suddenly poured into the house, mixed with a strong stench and the smell of death. Breath.

The sickle zombie broke in through the window, and its huge body looked particularly terrifying in the dim room. His six sickle arms waved wantonly, and every swing seemed to be able to cut everything easily. The survivor widened his eyes in horror, watching this monster from hell approaching him step by step.

The zombie's roar echoed in the room, causing pain in the survivor's eardrums. He tried to retreat and find a way to escape, but there was a cold wall behind him, and he could not retreat.

The sickle zombie finally walked in front of the survivor, he leaned over, and his rotten face showedA hideous smile. The survivor closed his eyes in despair, waiting for death to come. However, at this moment, the sickle zombie suddenly stopped moving, as if admiring the final struggle of the prey.

This brief pause made the fear in the survivor's heart reach its peak.