Attack is successful, the name is [traversing]

An underground garage in the east of Qihaha City:

The smell of dust fills every corner, the dark space is quiet and oppressive, the occasional breathing sound is deliberately suppressed, it seems like an auditory hallucination, the man leans against the wall blankly, his protruding eyeballs are facing the direction of the door, each of them Knowing that the door is filled with corpses in various forms of death, what is even more incredible is that these corpses did not go where they were supposed to go, but instead took great pleasure in fighting for space with the living.

The man's teeth chattered intermittently, and the smell and rancid smell were squeezed in through the crack of the door by the wind. They had no water or food for two days. Even if they didn't go out and be bitten to death by those things outside, they would starve to death here. I heard that as long as they die, they will turn into those things outside, just like the woman who went out to collect supplies with them at that time.He didn't know how many times he thought of that woman. They wanted to live, but he was very guilty. Guilt and fear tore him, and her young child, had he been freed from this damn world? Go to another place where there is no misery.

Occasionally, one or two curses sounded in the small space, all of them were powerless. The man stared at the iron door, as if a hole could be melted there, the breathing and cursing sounds in his ears seemed to be separated into another world, hunger, exhaustion, panic Filling every corner of his body, he felt that his soul was getting lighter and his body was getting heavier, but he didn't notice that there was a strange arc in the corner of his mouth, and there was a giggling sound from his mouth, no one cared.

If there is a prelude to death, it must be like this...

Boom!But the presence of the god of death should not be surrounded by light, just like hope, it should be cold, but stable, and calm like going home... The man blinked his eyelids dully, and the chaos in his ears Dispelled by a hoarse roar:

"Hey hey! Hurry up and lift your flimsy hands and feet, we have to rush out before we are surrounded outside again!" Someone knocked hard on the iron door, and there was a loud bang bang bang bang, the man was a little silly, he didn't Knowing that the hallucinations before dying are so full of vitality.

"Hey, kid! You're so stupid, why are you still sitting here?" A pair of green eyes appeared in the eyelids, and the faint concern and mixed comfort and mocking smile made those eyes glow.

The man murmured: god...

The head was slapped hard, and the green-eyed god spat harshly:

"Little milk baby, there is no God, follow the team members, don't expect miracles, just try to use your breastfeeding strength to escape for your life!"

Dust narrowed his eyes, and he staggered along with the survivors, who were half pushed and half kicked out of the underground garage. The ground was still a mess, ruins and rubble, only sunlight, no miracles.

He was stuffed into the car in a daze, the sound of the roaring engine made him faintly regain his sanity, his lips trembled:

"Someone...come to rescue us?"

The driver stared intently at the front, hummed casually, and the few people in the car reacted with him, their faces full of disbelief, and then the ecstasy of the rest of their lives.They were all mere common people, and they spent all their energy on running for their lives. They couldn't even get a car. At first they were about twenty people, and then they decreased little by little. Death took all their courage and dared not save their companions. , dare not take up arms - no one will come to save them, as if they never thought of saving others.

"Follow Lord Que's car! Follow closely!" The car's radio suddenly heard a man's roar. The driver squinted his eyes at the military vehicle in front of him, and shouted back:

"Damn it, I need you to remind me, keep up!"

All the cars were driving very fast, the first car was the largest, and it was unstoppable all the way, running over all the corpses blocking the road, the scenery outside the window flashed like lightning, the survivors didn't know who the "Que Lord" was in their heads, they were driven at high speed Shaking their heads, when they got out of the car on weak feet, someone immediately brought them water and cakes, and then they saw clearly the man who got off the front jeep.

He has a stern complexion, bright eyes and star eyebrows, and his plump lips are tightly pursed. He glances around sharply, and then looks at the survivors sitting around. The man has a pair of green eyes, which seem to have a touch of gold in the sun. , he raised the corner of his mouth, his sharp expression softened a lot, he said:

"Hurry up and eat, we only stay for half an hour, and then rush to the safe zone."

People instinctively obeyed, stuffing the dry noodles into their mouths in a hurry, pouring water, stuffing the cakes... Then some people can still think with dull brain nerves, as if they have seen these green eyes before.

Refueling and watering, the convoy is on the road again, the trip is generally silent, but compared to crouching in the basement, this silence is equivalent to the voice of heaven.Finally approaching the outer edge of the safe zone, the responders reached the city wall, the supernatural being swung out of the window, and then the dazzling energy trajectory was thrown out, barely blocking the corpses outside the city wall.

Living people, there are many living people in front of them, all unfamiliar faces—the survivors finally had the sense of reality of returning to the world, and someone cursed in a crying voice:

"Damn, we're still alive!"

"Hey, you can live longer!" The driver in the front seat didn't laugh at them, just grinning arrogantly.

The jeep at the front suddenly turned a corner, circled to the end of the convoy, and knocked out a zombie that was chasing after it. Gu Lique's voice came from a long distance:

"You guys go first, I'll be the last one!"

The drivers of several cars stepped on the accelerator tacitly.When he saw that the cars had all entered the city wall, Gu Lique stepped on the brakes, pushed open the car door, kicked a zombie flying, and clapped his hands. He frowned and stared at the group of corpses that surrounded him without going any further.

The feeling of that day... He squinted his eyes and tried to recall, stuck out his tongue and licked his dry lips, his brows were wrinkled - as if he was letting something out... He muttered to himself.

He raised his head and stared at the zombie closest to him, and stared at his dead eyeballs. The pupils in those eyes seemed to be stiff. Looking at those dull eyes, Gu Lique's eyes suddenly widened, and the next moment Shu closed his eyes, his eardrums thumped, and then his brain hurt. He opened his eyes suddenly, gritted his teeth and shouted:

"Get out!"

The zombies moved slowly, but after hearing his words, they actually backed away slowly... one, two, three...

Gu Lique was dizzy, but there was a joyful smile on his lips, it was really possible!

If he practiced harder, would he be able to control an army of zombies in the future? This thought made him relax, and then the disgusting dizziness hit his head. He hurriedly grabbed the car door, took a deep breath, and smiled wryly With one sound, I silently warned myself in my heart: practice more, practice more...

"Master Que!" Someone bravely turned back to pick him up, and was stunned when he saw this scene.

Gu Lique's heart sank, he rubbed his dizzy head, and tried to find an excuse with his dull brain, but before he could think of anything, he heard the excited voice of the person in front of him:

"Could it be that you are a person with psychic abilities?" He looked overjoyed, as if he was the one with psychic abilities.

Gu Lique twitched the corners of his mouth, nodded, and heaved a sigh of relief. He couldn't say that he didn't have a language barrier with these things... In fact, it's also a kind of psychic power, but I haven't heard of it these days. When people with abilities other than the five elements appeared, he reluctantly became a pioneer.

"Hey! Hurry up and tell Second Young Master Qi, by the way, they are experimenting in the back square!" The man grinned foolishly, his voice full of pride.

"What experiment?" Gu Lique felt dizzy and asked, blinking his eyes.

"It's the flame weapon experiment, Er Shao is really amazing." The man sighed.

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No one doubted Qi Yantang's ability. Even the supernatural being who knew the difficulties during this process only expressed admiration after Qi Yantang really completed the separation of the water vapor.

Although the back square is called a square, but compared to the front square, it can only be described as desolate and desolate. Now it is full of people, and the crowd surrounds Qi Yantang, staring at the water mist flowing in front of his straight back, holding his breath. , although there are many people, there is no sound at all.

The flow speed of the mist suddenly accelerated, and everyone stared round, fearing that they would miss the slightest bit, Qi Yantang's voice was cold and hard, and he drank:

"Stand back a little more!"

Then he held his fingers empty, the air at his fingertips was distorted, and a wave of air hit the mist in front of him, but there was no sound... Qi Yantang closed his eyes, the lines between his eyebrows seemed to be chiseled by a knife, and his face became whiter and paler. .....The sound of air currents and air currents rubbing against each other was unbelievably clear in his ears. He opened his eyes suddenly. Everyone felt that the air had become dry at this moment, and those standing a little closer to Qi Yantang felt that their breathing became more With great effort, he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Now!" His fingers twitched, and he frowned sharply.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Chu Jingye threw out a fire talisman, and a blue flame suddenly ignited in front of him...

The color of the flame is very cold, surrounded by distorted lines of air, it burns more and more vigorously, and moves silently to the center of the open space, the flame body twists softly, it seems to be a bit enchanting and glamorous... ...Qi Yantang quickly lowered his gaze to Huo Long who seemed to be full of stagnation, he swallowed his saliva, and threw out the dead chicken carcass he had prepared...

The tongue of fire licks the chicken feathers, and quickly licks the fat layer, followed by the bones... Faster than the fire melting ice, a whole chicken evaporates and disappears before people's eyes.

With a splash, the water vapor in front of his eyes diffused, Qi Yantang stabilized his swaying body, swallowed the fishy sweetness in his throat, squinted his eyes, and straightened his body, as if he was invincible.For a moment, the square could only hear the sound of swallowing saliva one after another, the mist dispersed, a hollow appeared in the ground in front of it, and then... nothing.

Qi Yantang hooked his lips, turned around and looked at the crowd, and said in a deep voice:

"Success."

The crowd cheered suddenly, and the roar was earth-shattering—that blue line has since become a silhouette that many people will never forget. Those who survived told their children and grandchildren that if they want to have a color, this is the color.