Satan really showed no limits to his creativity.
According to their requirements, he could not run out of zombies from the exit or conjure zombies out of thin air.
He simply used an airdrop to throw zombies one by one from a distance.
I have only seen rain, snow, hail, and meteor showers in my life.
Probably no one on earth has ever seen a zombie rain.
That kind of scene is really no less than in movies and TV shows, when meteorites rain down at the end of the world.
"Whoosh, boom..."
Each zombie in the air could still make the whistling sound of bullets landing, and then fell to the ground.
If it falls on the road, it will be destroyed on the spot.
If it falls on the grass next to it, it will make big craters.
They were thrown with missing arms and legs, but as long as their cerebellum was not damaged, they would crawl towards them with their mutilated bodies after they recovered a little.
The entrance was not far away, and more and more zombies were falling.
Everyone was almost holding their heads and running away in embarrassment.
In order to avoid being hit by zombies, you can only walk in a zigzag shape instead of a straight line.
Satan probably spent a lot of money to stop them from moving forward.
A zombie fell down.
The corpse liquid was so putrid that it was so smelly that people couldn't open their eyes.
Broken arms and legs were broken and bounced on the ground.
The head rolled on the ground, and another one suddenly fell from the other side.
"I finally understand why you didn't tell us just now."
Reger held the cloth bag covering his head, raised his head, and tried his best to avoid the zombies as they watched the falling trajectory.
"That's right" Cheng Qianxun shouted loudly.
She had been acting like a severely hit madman, doing inexplicable things just because she was worried about this happening.
Maybe Satan planned to only have four winners, and once he discovered her plan, he would send a large group of zombies to chase them.
Obviously her judgment should be correct.
It had been calm just now, but now the zombies are coming.
Even if it is an airdrop, we must get it "Run, run, as long as you don't get caught, it doesn't matter how many bites you take."
Rudolph shouted while constantly avoiding the zombies that were smashed down, and tried to move towards the exit that was in front of him.
Zombies began to pile up on the ground, which was much softer than the hard asphalt cement on the road, and the zombie survival rate began to increase.
"We're almost there, hurry up."
Regardless, everyone started to jump over the zombies directly.
The ground is covered with zombie remains.
If you don't step on them, there will be almost no place to stay.
Cheng Qianxun followed closely behind Gordon and Regel.
Don't dare to fall behind.
Gordon and Regal also helped her from time to time, because in just a few seconds, the rotting and smelly severed limbs on the ground, and the various blackening and swelling internal organs leaning out, had all piled up to the calf. . .
The area about ten meters away from the exit has become a pile of corpses.
Think about it as long as you are on a pile of zombies who may still be able to move.
Not to mention crawling over, ordinary people standing in front would be too scared to move, or even faint.
Regardless of nausea, fear, etc., the will to live outweighs everything else.
The devil seemed to have found a way to speed up the accumulation of zombies, and after a while.
The zombies have piled up half a meter high, and the exit is beginning to be blocked.
And those zombies that have not been destroyed are not willing to be outdone.
Some zombies have one arm missing; some even have everything below the waist broken.
It was still dragging its long gray-white intestines, and was crawling towards them while howling and working hard with an extremely professional spirit.
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Rudolph jumped from the pile of zombies first and jumped into the dark exit.
His voice came out with a little echo inside: "Quick.
There are no zombies inside."
He encouraged the remaining people to run as fast as possible.
Gordon jumped in.
He turned around and raised his arms to catch up with Cheng Qianxun who jumped from the rising pile of zombies; while Regel also jumped down at the same time.
"Ouch!"
Behind Regel, a zombie that was pressed among the layers of zombies suddenly moved.
He reached out to grab it, and happened to grab the package that Regel turned around in his hand.
"Come on, come on!"
Rudolf stood on the steps and shouted hurriedly, and then continued to run up.
Reger only hesitated for a moment before Cheng Qianxun rushed over, grabbed the package and pulled it back.
"Let go, this is not fresh meat, what are you holding on to?"
Cheng Qianxun pulled with all his strength, like a tug of war, and started a tug-of-war with the zombies for the package.
Regal and Gordon immediately went to help.
After Cheng Qianxun gave up his hand, he gave up his position, stretched out his foot and kicked the zombie's head hard: "Let go, let go..."
The zombie's fighting power was really strong.
Not to be outdone, he opened his mouth and took a bite. . .
Cheng Qianxun retracted her feet.
At this time, the hiking boots on her feet were already in the mouth of the zombie.
She was stunned for a moment.
"Don't let go yet."
Regel stretched out his strong long legs and kicked the zombie on the head.
Unexpectedly, another zombie moved next to him.
This zombie had no arms, but more of its body was exposed.
It suddenly opened its mouth and bit down on Regel's leg.
"Ah" Regel screamed, gritted his teeth, and retracted his legs with all his strength.
"Crack!"
The zombie's rotten and limp neck was actually torn off by Regel.
Regel finally retracted his legs.
He stared at the zombie head on his calf, which was biting tightly and making a grunting sound.
"Ouch, ah..."
In the wall-like pile of zombies, two more zombies seemed to be able to move, and began to howl, preparing to adjust their positions. . .
"Quickly, grab your head back.
Where's the gun?
Shoot!"
Cheng Qianxun shouted anxiously.
"Gordon, your gun," Regal shouted.
In order to reduce the weight, he threw away all the spears; in order to avoid the sudden rain of zombies, the gun in his hand disappeared.
Maybe he pulled it outside when he jumped down from the entrance.
After all, he still had a bag with his head in his hand.
Gordon quickly removed his hand and drew his pistol from behind his waist.
There was a crisp gunshot, and the head of the zombie that was holding on to the cloth was blown open.
It was Rudolf who was standing behind and fired the gun.
He had gone up and disappeared, but then turned back.
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"Quick, move quickly," Rudolph shouted while shooting at the head of the zombie who was waking up, and stepped back.
Not daring to stay, everyone immediately turned around and ran up the steps.
A reddish light appeared above the front, and everyone continued running without daring to stop, while the howling sounds behind them, like ghosts and beasts, gradually faded away.
When climbing the last ladder.
In front of him was a platform of unknown size, with Satanmamon sitting on a throne about ten meters away, surrounded by jewels and gold; and the heavily made-up man wearing the clothes of a palace steward was standing five meters away with a scepter.
"Congratulations to all distinguished guests, you are all winners."
The manager stretched out his hand, bent down and rotated his wrist in an exaggerated salute.
I thought he was hypocritical at first, but now he seems even more annoying.
"She's a survivor, right?"
Cheng Qianxun said angrily, standing with one bare foot on the soft and thick red carpet.
"I was bitten in the end."
Regel gritted his teeth angrily.
The zombie head on his calf was still biting and making a purring sound like a mad dog.
"Oh, I'm extremely sorry.
I will help you recover immediately."
The manager smiled so much that the powder on his face fell off.
He raised his scepter and waved it in an exaggerated and elegant manner.
Wounds on everyone.
Including the head biting on Regel's calf, they all disappeared.
The manager was so enthusiastic and flattering that he raised his hands and said with a beaming smile: "Dear guests, please start enjoying yourself.
Whether it is bathing or dining, we..."
"Wait a minute."
Cheng Qianxun sneered: "You seem to have forgotten something.
We still have one more person."
Rudolf couldn't help but laugh: "It seems that someone else is here too."
"Human, who is this person?"
The manager stared with dark eyeliner in his eyes.
"Stop pretending."
Gordon frowned: "Recover Sneijder."
"Sneed", the manager tried hard to remember, and seemed to remember: "That's the head."
"Yes, head."
Reger raised his hand: "What did you do with what I just held in my hand?"
"Don't be ridiculous."
The steward lightly covered his mouth with his fingers and chuckled: "He is already dead.
How can he be resurrected with just one head?"
"It's not resurrection, it's recovery."
Cheng Qianxun had already made plans and couldn't let Sneijder die like this.
As long as there is a glimmer of hope, bring him back.
She said very seriously: "Is he dead?
His cerebellum is still alive?"
"Little, little brain."
The fake smile on the manager's face disappeared, and he actually started to stutter.
He turned a little annoyed and said: "I once said that recovery is possible.
But it must be alive and the heart is beating.
His heart is not beating."
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"Then get his head and body back first.
I'll prove that he's still alive," Cheng Qianxun demanded.
The steward turned around.
He looked at Mammon, as if asking for advice.
Mammon, who was completely covered in black, was always sitting on the throne, supporting her chin with the back of her hand, watching with interest.
He raised his hand and said two words briefly: "Give it to her" The steward waved his scepter helplessly, and a putrid smelling, headless corpse appeared on the ground in front of everyone.
Judging from the clothes and hiking boots, they belonged to Sneijder.
The head was also taken out of the shirt and placed on the carpet on its back.
The gauze bandage around the mouth was also removed.
Sneijder is still quite handsome, but now I see that his entire face is gray-white, with black blood starting to leak out of his veins, and the bitten part on his cheek has been gouged out, and he looks completely different, which really makes people feel uncomfortable. .
His eyes were cloudy at first, and when he saw a living person in front of him, he bared his teeth and started howling.
"Did you see that?"
Cheng Qianxun held on even though she felt guilty.
She pointed at the head that howled like a beast and began to discuss: "Does this count as death?
According to current human understanding, not only the heart must stop beating, but also the brain must stop beating."
Complete death.
If the brain dies, the heart can only maintain vital signs through artificial means, otherwise the brain will die quickly.
If the heart stops beating but the brain is still alive, the heart may still beat again.
So Sneijder did not die.
The standard of death you originally said was wrong."
Seeing that the manager's eyes were rolling, maybe he was coming up with some idea, Cheng Qianxun simply went rogue and said, "Of course you must have a heartbeat."
After that, she walked to the headless corpse
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