I am the zombie king of the apocalypse

This fifty-meter-high zombie-proof wall sounds terrifying, but those fifth-level zombies can barely jump forward with only a little effort. For sixth-level zombies, it is even easier.

Thinking about it, Song Muyuan did not let the zombies continue to make meaningless sacrifices. An invisible wave spread. All the zombies were stunned for a second, and then retreated back. The soldiers on the corpse wall were stunned when they saw it. , and then looked at each other with his companion.

The supreme commander's eyes turned cold when he saw it, and Song Muyuan's appearance quickly flashed in his mind!

He was absolutely sure that this was another trick of that guy, but he really couldn't figure out how the other party could control the zombies like those zombies who evolved through spiritual routes.

His brows wrinkled and relaxed, relaxed and wrinkled again. He didn't know why, but when he was thinking about what method Song Muyuan used to control this huge tide of corpses, he seemed to be thinking of something in his mind, but nothing came to mind, that is, at this moment. , he suddenly felt that something was very strange, and he didn't know where it came from.

After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't find the root cause. After more than ten seconds, this feeling gradually made him feel uneasy, as if if he couldn't figure it out anymore, something would happen!

"What is going on? Why do I always feel uneasy?" Looking around, the hands of the top commander began to tremble. This feeling was very unpleasant, as if I was in a certain classroom, and then another student The "sizzling" sound made by scratching the blackboard with one's own nails makes people feel numb both in their hearts and bodies.

A light flashed in his head. The light was very fast. As the supreme commander, his eyes lit up slightly, but it quickly dimmed again. It was too fast and he couldn't catch it even if he wanted to.

Maybe he didn't remember the source of this feeling for a long time. He felt that he had to do something. Maybe this was the right thing to do. So, he asked a soldier beside him: "Drive away those people who are taught by crazy people." No?"

"Report, we just moved here and we have already driven people away."

"Nothing unexpected?" the supreme commander narrowed his eyes and asked again.

The soldier in front of him did not answer immediately. Looking at the face of his commander in front of him, he only felt confused. His words would sound strange to anyone else.

After being stunned for a while, the soldier replied: "There was a little friction, but no one was killed."

"Okay." The commander nodded, casually waving his hand to send the soldier away, and then looked towards the first zombie wall, where there were many corpses of zombies, and other zombies hid behind the zombie wall. From behind, all that can be seen is the endless tide of corpses in front of the first corpse-proof wall.

However, just as the supreme commander made this move, he suddenly heard several strange noises from behind. He was not the only one to hear it, but the surrounding soldiers also heard these sounds, which seemed to be screams.

Many people looked back and saw large swaths of people falling from the corpse-proof wall above on the Sky Continent suspended high in the sky. These people screamed in mid-air, and then fell heavily to the ground, falling from three hundred people. Falling from a height of several meters in the air, even a fourth-level new human being would be seriously injured.

I can't count how many people there are, but these unlucky guys are like dumplings, looking at the soldiers, including a group of soldiers, frowning.

Naturally, they saw clearly that these were members of the Corpse God Cult.

"The ones above are the defense forces."

"Did they go a little too far?"

This scene made some soldiers have anger in their eyes, and some were still praying in their hearts. These people who were pushed down from the Sky Continent did not have their relatives. After all, the families of many soldiers here believed in the so-called Corpse God.

Compared to how the defense forces on Sky Continent dealt with the Corpse God Cult, their methods could not be more gentle.

If a zombie, a pair of zombies or even a group of zombies emerge from the first anti-zombie wall, they will be killed by the soldiers in a short time. For a while, except for the rotten body parts of the zombies exposed from time to time, the gate is actually empty. No zombie dared to come in rashly.

Because of this, the soldiers felt a little uneasy. They couldn't see what the zombies were doing because of the zombie wall.

But this is good, the soldiers feel a little relaxed, resisting the zombie tide that has reached four million, which itself is a highly concentrated and tiring job, it can be a little more recuperative, and the supreme commander can also be free. When he came down, he walked down the corpse-proof wall. On the street below, only eight of the strong foreigners who went out to kill Song Muyuan were left alive. Their clothes were corroded by the black storm sprayed by the corpse dragon. It was in disgrace, and the skin was also festering, hanging down piece by piece, revealing bright red muscle fibers, and blood was constantly seeping out of it, dripping along the low-lying areas of the skin and onto the ground.

At this time, they were sitting together in embarrassment, like injured carnivores in nature, silently licking their wounds in a corner.

When the supreme commander passed by them, his eyes never glanced at them. To him, these were losers!

Nineteen sixth-level zombies went to kill a weakling with a top-notch fifth-level combat power. Even if they didn't complete the goal, they even managed to break it by more than half. What's this but a loser?

However, this incident also gave him a warning. The corpse dragon was not that easy to deal with. Not to mention its huge body, it was also flexible, which was not easy to deal with in the first place.

He came to the medical clinic that had been set up in advance and walked in. Inside, there were many people walking back and forth, including doctors in white coats and soldiers in exoskeleton suits. The rest were just the ones he had met with a group of six Fifteen sixth-level strong men fighting against the first-level zombies.

"Are you okay?"

The supreme commander walked up to one of them and asked with concern. His cold and gloomy expression instantly disappeared and became so amiable.

The strong man he cared about smiled and said, "It's okay. These injuries are nothing. They should be healed in half an hour."

Following this man's voice, other injured sixth-level experts also echoed: "Brother Hang, we're fine, it's just a small injury."

The supreme commander nodded and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He scanned the surrounding area and found that except for a few strong men who had been severely injured by some of the sixth-level zombies before, the rest were all slightly injured. However, every one of them had minor injuries. The injuries suffered by the people were all the same, and like the strong foreigners outside, they were all corroded to pieces by the black storm spitted out by the corpse dragon.

So if you look at it here, these people are covered in blood.