Zongman: Beginning with the Killer Queen

Chariots surged through the tide of corpses.

Although it was only modified from a temporary carriage, as a war weapon with a long history, this chariot still showed its dominance.

The minced meat and limbs in the ground cannot affect its progress at all. At an increasingly faster speed, even the hard skull will be crushed under the impact of the chariot.

But Liu was not in the mood to pay attention to the results of the chariot. From time to time, she glanced at Roland, who was standing boldly on horseback, mercilessly waving the holy sword in his hand like a meat grinder. He always had a nice smile. The hero couldn't help but show some vicious anger at this moment.

No matter what kind of zombies act as obstacles, before they actually touch the tank, they will be cut into several pieces by the sword light and dashed away, leaving no evidence of their existence except for some stumps and spilled blood.

With such a strong person taking the initiative to open the way, they were running on the sidewalk leading to the guild at a speed far exceeding normal.

Although there was some hesitation at first, it was just a little compassion born from the peaceful environment for too long.

In Roland's cold declaration that the living are more important than the dead, Lyu quickly learned to obey. After all, before joining the Mistress of Fertility, she also had a period of time when I was the night and I was revenge.

What's more, violence is always the most convincing.

In front of the power shown by Roland when he opened the way, everyone in the tavern didn't even dare to show off, just facing ordinary people. But facing many adventurers who are not afraid of death, once they are surrounded, if they don't immediately If they break out, they can only wait to die.

But in front of Roland, these people were like meat on the chopping block. Apart from massacre, Lyu couldn't find any words to describe this scene.

After every flash of sword light, a mixture of red and white liquid would splash out, adding a new dimension to this hellish scene.

The further they advanced, the heavier Lyu felt in her heart.

Orario's main street has the highest defense level, especially during the festival. But now, most of those guards are nowhere to be seen. Only some broken armors and powerful zombies mixed in the corpses prove that they once existed.

From the alley adjacent to the main street, Lyu could still faintly hear the echo of screams.

Pain, fear, hoarseness.

And the sound comes from far more than one direction. In this purgatory-like place, when just living is being tortured, the sounds that can be made are all the same regardless of race and identity.

Except for Roland, who had been mentally prepared for a similar scene, everyone in the tavern was a little surprised. As adventurers, they had retired, and they had not been caught for committing any serious crimes. Seeing this scene, they couldn't help but Probably unimpressed.

At this time, Xi'er, on the other hand, still remained strangely calm. She looked at Roland's back and did not appear to be frightened at all by the bloody scene around her. Instead, she smiled excitedly.

There was no more suitable scene than this. In this environment surrounded by the living dead, every time Roland swung his sword, the malice in his heart kept steaming, just like a sparkling hope.

After a few minutes like this, the screams around them became less and less, except for the occasional roars and tearing sounds caused by the collision of limbs, accompanied by fierce fighting and desperate wailing.

The originally peaceful Orario seemed to have turned into a purgatory on earth in less than a few minutes.

No, not as if.

Roland raised his head and looked at the dark smoke rising in the distance, like an announcement before execution.

The real hell has come, and even the tragedy that happened in Orario, the center of the world, is just an insignificant part of this disaster.

The whole world will fall into madness and despair.

This is the biggest and most evil desperate incident in human history.

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"What happened to Orario?"

After passing the largest tide of corpses and the pressure around her began to lessen, Lyu asked. Her eyes were lowered, faintly uneasy, but she still maintained the calmness of a warrior.

"Jun Luo Lan, you seem to know some inside information..."

"I do know some truth."

Roland nodded curtly.

"But first, I have to correct you. It's not just Orario, I'm afraid the whole world is like this."

"To put it simply, the monsters deep in the dungeon have mutated. They are deliberately spreading this virus in the hope of destroying the world. Before I came to Orario, this virus had already begun to spread quietly, and the monsters This is also the reason for the sudden change. Today’s meeting of gods is to discuss when to launch the Great Expedition to completely resolve this threat.”

"After all, there is no way to contain it. There are countless people in Orario who are lurked by the virus. The attack by those monsters should be just a trigger. The virus in the attacked people is activated and then destroys their consciousness. , Judging from the observation just now, these guys seem to have the same brain circuit as the dungeon monsters. Although they can use weapons and attack people when they see them, they will not rush up if they don't attract their attention."

Roland said as if joking.

"From this point of view, if this disaster can be solved, the great achievements obtained will be enough to upgrade it to several levels."

Lyu fell into silence. Even Mia's mother, who was the backbone of the tavern, fell silent. There was only death-like silence.

Lyu, who had always been calm and steady, was trembling a little in the face of this bloody reality.

"Then isn't the world over?"

When Warcraft was raging and people could only rely on heroes to survive, there must have never been such a desperate situation. Close companions suddenly turned into monsters that had to be killed. Innocent ordinary people were also mobile sources of infection, and there was no room for mercy. , there is not even time to mourn.

"In the ordinary world, it's probably about the same, but if you want to destroy this world, it won't be enough."

Roland is not so pessimistic. Although the horror of this zombie crisis is not inferior to that of Lost Christmas, there is still a clear difference in the nature of the two.

If the Virus Queen is really determined, anyone infected with the Apocalypse virus will directly turn into purple crystals, so there is no need to rely on zombies to activate the hidden virus.

But on the way here, Roland still saw many hidden carriers of the Apocalypse virus who only showed symptoms after being attacked. Before that, they had nothing wrong with them.

It can be seen from this that the reason why Orario is so miserable now is entirely because the number of adventurers here far exceeds that of this world. When it is spread to ordinary people, the efficiency is extremely high because of the difference in intensity. In conjunction with those turbulent monsters, it attracts The attention of most high-level adventurers made the situation irreversible.

Countries other than Orario will definitely be at a loss at first, but if the source of transmission is just ordinary people and a few adventurers, after the initial wave of infection begins to stabilize and the official agencies reorganize the forces, By cooperating with organized adventurers to form an army, this disaster will be suppressed quickly.

On the contrary, because Orario's combat power is relatively high, subsequent suppression is a little more troublesome.

But if you really make up your mind, it's just a matter that can be decided in a divine meeting.

The current seemingly ferocious zombie tide is mostly composed of low-level adventurers and ordinary residents. Even if there are thousands of them, it is not difficult for level 6 adventurers to annihilate them.

"Roland is right, Lyu, don't get in trouble. After discovering the clues, it is difficult for senior adventurers to get into trouble."

Mia's mother also nodded and agreed with Roland's statement.

"However, the premise that nothing happens is that... the gods are still alive."

For Roland's theory, it doesn't matter whether there is a god or not, but other adventurers will never have such a relaxed attitude.

Favor is divine magic from the gods. Once the main god dies, the ability bonuses brought by continuous upgrading will be directly sealed. Although you can find other main gods to change your religion and unblock it later, in this dangerous situation, adventurers are more likely to lose their ability points. I can't survive this time.

Many years ago, Orario's dark faction caused a lot of turmoil through tactics specifically targeting gods.

Therefore, before establishing a stronghold and maintaining order, ensuring the safety of the gods who are meeting in the guild is the first priority.

"Then, that's the end of the explanation," Roland gradually slowed down the carriage, "Now, it's time to get down to business."

He jumped off the horse, held Esther in his hand, and stared sharply at the guild steps in front of him.

Even during the festival, this true center of Orario was still crowded.

What appeared in everyone's sight was a cluster of monsters infected by the Apocalypse virus.

Most of them are neatly dressed and holding weapons tightly in their hands. Many of them are advanced adventurers. In the situation where they cannot let go and directly destroy the buildings in front of them, the narrow interior of the guild is simply an unknown place. A hunting ground, if you are not careful, you may fall into it.

"let me help you."

Miya's mother also jumped out of the car. Even though she wasn't wearing any formal equipment, her aura couldn't be underestimated.

"It's not necessary. Just guard the door for me. I don't want to have this funny situation where I have to fight my way out after fighting in."

Although his tone was not serious, he still stopped Mia's mother in her tracks.

In the battle just now, Roland has fully proved himself.

Whether it was his wisdom when facing a crisis, his ability to break out of a tight siege, or his calmness in the face of danger, Mia's mother knew that he was by no means a rookie adventurer, but one who had already begun to shine. ,hero.

Roland just walked into the guild hall alone.

"Roar---!!!"

Smelling the breath of the survivors, these human-looking monsters roared like wild beasts from their throats, instantly causing a commotion.

This is the joy of seeing prey, this is the cry to call for companions, this is the monster's hatred for humans.

In an instant, Roland raised his sword, but the monster whose mind had lost its intelligence had no fear. He rushed towards Roland. Behind him, there were countless jumping and overlapping shadows.

Although they have lost their minds and become thinking like monsters, these guys will not attack the same kind. Therefore, although they are not difficult to deal with individually, compared to the individual strength, the number like locusts is their real trouble. The place.

They can make countless mistakes, but as long as the enemy makes one mistake, the virus will take advantage of the situation and transform it.

But to Roland, these guys in front of him are just moving pieces of meat.

In his eyes, there is no difference between the states of life and death.

"Pfft——!"

Accompanied by a tearing sound like tearing silk, bright red blood and powerful limbs flew into the air at the same time. The sword light was so fast that it seemed to stop time, leaving the surroundings littered with corpses without damaging the building.

Roland's indifferent and cold eyes swept over the zombies in front of him, his lips pursed slightly, and he was strolling around like a king inspecting his lower courtyard, but his voice was as loud as a bell.

"It's too slow, you guys just cry for my strength."

Without any pause, he suddenly lifted Esther up, and with his streamlined force technique, completely wiped out the zombies in front of him. Then he tilted the tip of the sword slightly, shaking off the accumulated blood on it.

But the zombies without fear still swarmed up without knowing it. Although they couldn't even pose a threat, they still showed their tenacity as much as possible.

The more Roland advanced, the more turbulent the tide of corpses around him became. Amidst the sweet sound of flesh and blood being torn apart, and the flesh and blood thrown high into the sky, he looked at the bloody and cruel scene in front of him and felt the painful wails of the souls around him.

The malignant side of his body is calling out. After coming to this world, how long has it been since he had a chance to vent his emotions?

These creatures who should respect him whether they are alive or dead dare to be so arrogant, so he should also give him a fair verdict in return.

"Since you can't even cry or fear, then let death decide everything."

Then, the evil dragon opened his mouth.

The sword light, like clear snow, washed everything around Roland along with the flames.

"Come! Come! Come! Despicable things, inferior creatures! All die under my burning divine power!"