Something happened. This is not going to be bloody.

When the only absolute forces in the world are zombies and humans.

Incidents of zombies eating people happen from time to time. The idea that those who are not of our kind must have different hearts is not old-fashioned but human nature. Eliminating zombies is something that all humans agree on, including Zhou Leng.

Among the zombies, only Yan Hua has human thoughts and consciousness. Even those zombies with a high level of evolution have the IQ of a two-year-old child. They have completely turned into humanoid beasts.

What scares humans even more is that this team completely obeys one person. Humans fear Yan Hua. No matter whether he has the desire to rule humans or not, humans are afraid that as long as he has such intentions, the peace and life that they have worked so hard to build will turn into scorched earth.

The zombies are controlled by Yan Hua. In order to make the zombie army that completely obeys orders leaderless and defeat them one by one, the first person to be killed is Yan Hua.

As I said, zombies eat humans, but humans don’t eat zombies. No one cares whether the survival of a species is right or wrong.

Zhou Leng and other powerful human beings drank and chatted with Yan Hua and then killed him, so Yan Hua hated the humans who had fought side by side with him, and hated Fang Jiaan, whom he trusted very much, even more. He was reborn after his death and returned to the time when nothing happened yet. This time he chose a different path.

Yan Hua wants to be the king of this world and trample the despicable humans under his feet.

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The zombies rushed towards the city wall under the artillery fire. Sharp thorns grew on the ground. At the same time, vines spread under the thorns and entangled the rotten feet. The psychics on the city wall attacked the paused zombies with precise attacks.

Zombies are also divided into strong and weak ones. The weak zombies are entangled and killed, while the strong zombies have rushed to the city and are ready to enter the city for slaughter.

Zhou Leng and many powerful human beings jumped off the city wall together. They wanted to protect the city wall and save the people behind.

There were dark clouds in the sky blocking the sunlight, and the sunlight seemed to retreat slowly into the distance. The running dust also seemed to be afraid of such a scene and scattered away.

Zhou Leng's supernatural powers were unleashed frequently under the city wall, and the vines were ruthlessly harvesting the heads of zombies. Right above her on the city wall were Ye Chaoqiu shooting out ice cones and Fang Zhen standing by her with a big knife.

Yan Hua really hated Fang Jia'an, so he summoned almost all the powerful high-level zombies over. Those zombies ignored the attacks from others and went straight for Zhou Leng.

Ugly zombies and the smell of rotting blood filled the air, and all I could hear were the smelly roars and the cries of humans killing.

Not sure if it was because of everyone's protection today or the battle at the moment, Zhou Leng felt that the blood in her body was boiling. The extremely fast zombies in her eyes became slow, and the wood and water elements sensed in her mind became more abundant.

Ye Chaoqiu saw that his daughter's side suddenly became hazy, as if a thick fog with extremely low visibility was covering her side. The fog began to slowly spread and drifted away to the surrounding battlefield.

Both humans and zombies have mostly water in their bodies. Since humans were not harmed, zombies did not feel much, so when Yan Hua discovered something was wrong, the zombies had already become haggard and their movements had slowed down. The increasingly thick fog was actually made up of the water in the zombies' bodies.

The dark clouds in the sky dissipated, and the sun shone on the bloody land. At this moment, a drizzle of rain slowly fell on the blood, and the mist had dissipated.

The dead and injured humans were carried or embraced back to the city by their teammates, while the zombies whose water had been sucked out and their heads had been chopped off were left in the mud mixed with blood.

Yan Hua looked at Zhou Leng with a solemn expression. That was a use of supernatural powers he had never seen before. He always found out that Fang Jiaan was a stranger when he thought he knew him well enough.

Victory was like a shot of adrenaline, and the people on the city wall smiled briefly. Unfortunately, there were too many zombies, and their smiles did not last long before they were thrown into a new round of battle.

Yan Hua felt that Fang Jia'an was not a bottomless pit. He had tens of thousands of zombies under his command, and he would wear down Fang Jia'an, the ungrateful villain, even if he had to.

The continuously attacking zombies, the constant artillery bombardment, the falling corpses, the numb and sore muscles and the almost dried up superpowers.

Yan Hua sneered as he looked at the pale and shaky Fang Jiaan. He was at his peak and had been fighting with Fang Jiaan for most of the day, so he felt that he had a sure win.

The zombies began to besiege the people around Zhou Leng, including Ye Chaoqiu and his wife who were still holding on on the city wall and were frequently attacked by supernatural powers.

Yan Hua found a good opportunity. He followed the army's attack like the zombies and slowly approached Fang Jiaan.

Zhou Leng was waiting, waiting for the opponent's fatal blow.

Ten minutes later, a hand pierced through Zhou Leng's chest and a bright red heart was taken out.

The bloody chest and the girl's lifeless eyes made Yan Hua unable to conceal his pride any longer. He crushed the heart in his hand, letting the still warm blood stain his palm red. He even bent down to lick the fishy blood.

"An An!"

There were heart-wrenching cries from the city wall, which were the terrified roars of Ye Chaoqiu and Fang Zhen.

"Hahaha, Fang Jia'an, now that you have died in my hands, I will let you feel this kind of pain. Look at your relatives wailing, your friends crying, and just watch, you humans will slowly become my slaves and my playthings! Hahaha... I will chew your crystal core."

The man threw away the broken heart. When he was about to grab Fang Jiaan's body, several high-level psychics attacked him. He retreated quickly, shouting loudly.

"I am the king of the new world. You are just waiting to crawl and wail at my feet! You ungrateful and despicable human beings."

Yan Hua quickly retreated into the zombie group. The zombies that attacked fiercely surrounded him and pushed him back like a tide.

Wang Zheng's speed was almost invisible to the naked eye. He rushed towards the direction where Yan Hua left with a sharp dagger in his hand.

Yan Hua snorted coldly and said: "Just you!"

Wang Zheng did not stop. He was determined to die. He watched Fang Jia'an die in front of him but was powerless to do anything. He was heartbroken and all he wanted was revenge and killing the devil with a smile on his face and blood on his hands.

Wang Zheng's dagger was kicked away by Yan Hua, and his rock-like palm reached out to Wang Zheng's chest again, and then his face suddenly froze and his movements paused.

No one saw how a thin wooden branch pierced into the back of Yan Hua's head, his crystal core was shattered, his head was pierced, and the winding branch passed through his hard forehead and then into Wang Zheng's hand.

"go back."

Wang Zheng heard Zhou Leng's voice in his mind. His pupils dilated and he clenched the branch in his hand and quickly backed away. He landed on the city wall and looked at Ye Chaoqiu who had fainted and Fang Zhen who was crying while holding the corpse, and said:

"An An is still alive."

Vines grew from the dead branches and wrapped around Fang Zhen's hands. His daughter's voice rang in his mind:

"Dad, I'm not dead yet. My soul has entered the branches left by the old willow tree. Take me home and plant me in the soil. Watch me take root and sprout."

Fang Zhen looked at the branch in Wang Zheng's hand in confusion, seemingly unable to react. After a long while, he said in a hoarse voice, "Let's go home."

Yan Hua died, and the zombies lost control. Some scattered in confusion, while others continued to attack following the smell of blood.

"All-out counterattack!"

The order echoed throughout the base.

When humans began to fight back, the only ones who entered the city were Fang Zhen carrying Ye Chaoqiu on his back and Wang Zheng holding a branch. They walked in the opposite direction of those excited humans.

There is death every day, and anyone may die. Apart from relatives and friends who grieve, everyone else can only express sympathy and sigh.