Rebirth after the apocalypse: I create a new world with space!

There are also fire-type mutant zombies that spew raging flames from their mouths. The flames seem to come from the wrath of hell, heading straight for the city walls.

The heat wave rolled in, making people feel as if they were in a furnace, and they were filled with fear.

The flames licked the city walls, making crackling sounds, as if declaring their power to the people on the walls.

The wood-type mutant zombies were not to be outdone. They summoned thick vines and attacked the city walls like giant pythons.

The vines swayed with great force, and each impact caused the city wall to shake.

These vines seemed to have life, constantly twisting, looking for weak points in the city wall.

The earth-type mutant zombies are even more terrifying. They lift up huge stones and smash them into the city walls like meteorites.

The stones fell with a whistling sound, as if they were going to smash a hole in the city wall.

Under this fierce attack, cracks appeared on the city wall, which made people worried.

On the city wall.

Shouts and roars intertwined together, and the air seemed to be frozen by this tragic battle.

People's faces were filled with fatigue and determination. They knew that the battle at this moment was related to the life and death of the entire base.

Outside the city wall, the zombie army surged in like a black tide, and it seemed endless at a glance.

Those pairs of empty eyes exude the breath of death; the twisted limbs seem to be telling the horror of doomsday.

They attacked the city wall frantically, and each impact caused the wall to tremble slightly, as if it might collapse at any time.

The guards and the psychics fought side by side, with the fire of unyielding burning in their eyes.

The psychics used all kinds of magical abilities, and fire, ice, and lightning wreaked havoc among the zombie horde, trying to stop the advance of the zombie army.

The guards held their weapons tightly and bravely fought against the zombies climbing up the city walls.

Their movements were skillful and decisive, and every swing was carried out with the determination to kill.

However, the number of zombies was simply too great.

Despite the strenuous resistance of the guards and psychics, the zombie horde continued to approach the city walls.

Some zombies, relying on their numerical advantage, climbed up the city wall and engaged in close combat with the people on it.

In this fierce battle, some people were unfortunately scratched or bitten by zombies.

Those who were scratched and bitten were instantly filled with fear and despair.

Their eyes were filled with helplessness, as if they saw themselves turning into that horrible monster.

After learning their fate, some people stood there in a daze, forgetting what to do for a moment.

Some people dragged their injured bodies and continued to fight to the death with the zombies that hurt them.

They were filled with anger and unwillingness and were unwilling to give up so easily.

They knew that they didn't have much time left, but they wanted to use these last moments to contribute to the survival of the base.

What's worse, some people didn't want to turn into monsters, so with complicated emotions in their eyes, they grabbed the zombies in front of them and jumped off the wall, falling into the pile of zombies.

They ended their lives in a decisive way. Their courage and spirit of sacrifice moved everyone present.

As more and more zombies rushed up the city wall, the dark mass seemed to swallow up the entire city wall.

The people on the city wall felt unprecedented pressure, and their defense line gradually collapsed under the impact of the zombies.

Everyone's heart was filled with despair and fear, but for the survival of the base, they did not give up.

They knew that as long as they had breath left, they would fight to the end.

At this moment of life and death, the leader of the base, Zhao Gang, stood up.

His eyes were firm and resolute, and he shouted loudly:

"Families of the Hope Base, we cannot give up! Behind us are our loved ones, companions, and our hope! As long as one of us is still alive, we will fight to the end!"

Zhao Gang's words were like a powerful force that injected into everyone's heart.

People cheered themselves up again, holding their weapons tightly in their hands, ready for the final battle.

Wu Qingcang and his group, as the main force attacking the zombie tide, are now in a tough battle.

Each of them is extremely powerful. They have struggled hard in this doomsday world full of despair and darkness, and have gone through countless life and death tests. The mutated zombies of the past were no match for them.

However, the situation today is completely different. They are in an unprecedented predicament.

This time the tide of zombies rolled in like a raging black wave, and almost all of them were mutated zombies with special powers.

These mutated zombies, like demons crawling out from the depths of hell, are more ferocious and brutal than ordinary zombies, and more difficult to deal with.

Even though Wu Qingcang and his men were extremely powerful, they were still unable to cope with the mutated zombies that were pouring in like a tide.

The number of enemies was so great that it seemed endless.

They had just knocked down a group of zombies, and in the blink of an eye, more zombies came like a tide.

That dark mass filled people's hearts with despair.

Wu Qingcang's eyes were determined as he controlled his earth-related abilities. With a sudden wave of his hands, a wall of earth rose from the ground in an instant, blocking a group of oncoming zombies.

However, a cunning zombie pounced on him from the side.

Wu Qingcang reacted quickly, dodging to the side and at the same time flipping his palm, condensing the earth-based ability into a sharp blade, and slashed at the zombie fiercely.

The zombie was cut in half in an instant, and black blood spurted out.

Wu Qingcang's forehead was covered with sweat, and his eyes revealed fatigue and anxiety.

He said loudly: "This is not a solution. Our superpowers are almost exhausted."

Not far away, Ajian had a solemn look on his face. He shot the icy arrows in his hand one after another, hitting the zombies' vital points as accurately as meteors.

Each sharp arrow carries a bone-chilling chill, freezing the zombies instantly.

But the number of zombies was too large, and although Ajian's attack was fierce, it was just a drop in the bucket.

After hearing Wu Qingcang's words, Ajian responded:

"Yeah, there are too many zombies. We can't kill them all."

Aya controlled the water-related power, and as she waved her hands, a turbulent stream of water appeared out of nowhere, washing a group of zombies off the city wall.

Her face was pale, and it was obvious that the long period of consumption of her supernatural powers had exhausted her.

"We must find a way to replenish our superpowers, otherwise we will all die of exhaustion." Aya said loudly.

Just when they were feeling desperate, a figure came rushing towards them from a distance unknown to them.

The figure was as fast as the wind and instantly appeared at the outermost edge of the zombie army.

Li Luo finally arrived.

She was dressed in black, with her long hair fluttering in the wind, like a goddess descending in the dark night.

Her eyes revealed determination and resoluteness, as if no force could stop her.