pappabearbooks Chapter 749
Chapter 749
"It can last, the strength of our shield can withstand the attacks of the ninth level!"
Ye Qingwei said coldly, and once again mobilized the Dead Realm Cannon of the Death Palace to fire a round of salvos.
Hundreds of death cannons attacked together, and instantly punched a big hole in the black cloud of zombies in the distance, but then the black cloud was blocked again.
"Xiaowan, calculate how long it will be before these zombies break through the stone city?"
"Okay, wait a minute. Breakthrough?" Xiaowan's eyes flashed some data. Her calculation ability is very strong, but she was stunned at this moment, "Why is it a breakthrough? According to the current situation, these zombies can't break through Shicheng at all. Unless it hits us until we run out of ammunition and food."
"However, it is absolutely impossible to run out of ammunition and food. There is a death zone behind us, and the resources are almost endless. There is also a huge energy quarry under the stone city. It is impossible to run out of ammunition and food." Xiao Wan comforted with a smile. After a moment, he started to calculate.
"In an hour, Shicheng will be breached." The power of law subsided from Xiaowan's body. If you just look at the endless black cloud of zombies in front of you, Shicheng will not be breached.
Not to mention anything else, the iron barrier of the stone city alone is enough to withstand the eighth-level attack. Even if these zombies climbed on top of the stone city, they would not break through the stone city.
What's more, Stone City also has weapons such as nuclear bombs and lightning storm cannons, and the Palace of Death is in the sky, so it will not be breached at all.
"Let's not get lucky. These zombies are just a handful of the Zombie Plane. They are nothing in the huge Zombie Plane." Ye Qingwei said lightly.
"These zombies should be coming towards us. After all, there is no one in Shicheng, not even the Red Police soldiers. They are all level six robots." Mo Li said, then looked at Ye Qingwei, "When will Brother Jiang come back? ?”
When Jiang Yang was mentioned, everyone present was shocked. With so many level [-] zombies, can Jiang Yang stand up to them?
"The hands-off shopkeeper will be back soon, let us all go to the predetermined positions first, and we will set sail immediately!"
Ye Qingwei gave the order, and Mo Li and the others immediately began to execute it, and at this moment, all the combatants in the rest of the Death Palace were in position.
"These zombies are all level eight, can we beat them?"
"Nonsense, you have to fight if you can't fight!"
"Don't be kidding, the ghost gun developed by brother Li Shun, it is still very difficult to kill the eighth level."
"Then these things can't be beaten, what are you afraid of?"
"With such a number, have we always been here?"
"Where do we go?"
Everyone looked at the dense black cloud of zombies. At present, most people on the earth have been transferred to the death penalty area, and Shuguang can be regarded as the last human force on the earth.
Knowing this moment, everyone feels a kind of loneliness, a kind of loneliness.
"Have you watched the chat in the big area recently? There are fewer and fewer people talking in it."
"Don't mention it, we are all in the death zone, we are the last batch."
"There are still more than 100 people in large districts who have not had time to transfer, what will happen to them?"
As soon as these words came out, a large group of people fell into silence, and they could completely imagine the fate of those people in the large area.
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District 133.
This is a large area ruled by Misars, but at the moment all Misars are fleeing frantically.
"Commander, what about these earthlings?"
"Hey, what should we do, we can't even take care of ourselves now, do you still have the heart to take care of these people?"
A seventh-level Missar shouted angrily, and was immediately snatched away by an eighth-level zombie.
"Everyone, quickly enter the treasure land. The appearance of the zombie plane has exceeded our expectations. Pay attention to me!" a Misar level [-] roared, and a huge scratch appeared on his body the next moment, followed by The whole person was split in half by a level eight zombie.
A fifth-level survivor stumbled into a ruin, looking at the messy scene outside with fear in his eyes.
"Brother, come in, don't make a sound!"
A middle-aged man suddenly pulled the fifth level, the latter trembled, and then quickly hid in the ruins.
"These are all eighth grades?"
"This is the eighth-level zombie? This zombie plane is too scary!"
The fifth-level professional had lingering fears, and looked at the middle-aged man beside him. He was a sixth-level, the peak of the sixth level, and already had some brilliance of laws on him. Seeing this, the eyes of the fifth-level professional showed a gleam of hope.
Level [-] professionals who can access some brilliance of the law are not generally strong. If it is normal, this level [-] may be able to crush him with one hand.
"What are you looking at? If the zombies come, don't count on me!" The sixth-level man who was stared at complained, pointing to the Misar outside, "Those seventh-level zombies can't resist these eighth-level zombies. class!"
These words, like a basin of cold water, woke up the fifth-level professional, and his heart revealed a chill, tremblingly said, "Are we just waiting to die here?"
"If that doesn't work, is there any other way? I can live for a while, right? These zombies won't attack us until the Misar people here are dead." The sixth level seemed to believe that he was dead, and at this moment his face With a calm look, he took a big breath of the air with some stench.
"Don't shake, take a breath, you won't be able to live in a while." Level [-] patted Level [-] on the shoulder, and the latter also began to pant heavily. While panting, Level [-] also saw the rest of the ruins There are also some professionals hiding underground.
"They're all hiding under the ruins? Why don't these zombies attack us?"
"These are level [-] zombies, not the stupid zombies of the past. Level [-] zombies know how to look for people with high flesh and blood content, leaving the level [-] Missars alone to eat us? Isn't this a waste of time?"
The sixth-level professional looked very disdainful. He poked his head out to look at the Misars, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes, "Aren't these Misars very disappointed?"
"Before, I was still chasing me and making me look like a dog. Why don't you bark now?"
A wave of madness appeared on Level [-]'s face, and immediately flew out, hugged a Level [-] who was about to escape, and dragged him down abruptly, and a Level [-] zombie pierced through their chests at the same time.
"Aren't you Misar very powerful? Why are you acting like a dog now?"
The sixth-level professional hugged the seventh-level Misar, with a look of relief on his face. In the large area notified by the Misar, high-level professionals will also receive some special care.
In this large area, these Missars built a place called the Colosseum.