Finally, amidst the screeching insults, the central building in the survivor base was flipped open by a powerful force. Realizing what was happening, they quickly covered their ears, and as expected, in the next second after the central building was flipped open, a piercing sound arose, sending sonic waves in all directions!
Eeee!
The horrifying sonic waves whipped up a violent wind, and the silver-armored zombies running at the forefront were blown away in an instant, like dust in the sky, the scene shockingly awe-inspiring, even the thick black mists continuously emanating from their bodies were sowhat dispersed by the sound waves!
"Miserable successor! Co! Let see what you are capable of!"
The silver-armored zombie, half human torso and half tentacled flesh, roared furiously in the direction of the sound. The boundless violence in its blood-red eyes accompanied by the silver-armored zombies’ inherent madness and destructive urges!
It moved its steel-like pair of legs, running towards the source of the sound!
The sound waves not only dispersed the dense black fog on the ground but also swept the clouds above, creating a perfect circle.
The sharp, piercing noises escalated, layered yet incessant, its decibels so high that not only the humans, but also the naturally ferocious faces of many silver-armored zombies beca even more twisted, as they writhed on the ground, wildly swinging their sharp claws.
However, even so, there were four or five powerful silver-armored zombies that, braving the relentless sound waves, continued to advance, their roars expressing their ferocity, recklessly approaching the source of the sound!
The emitters of the sound seed to realize their dire situation and hastily ceased the sonic assault, their colossal bodies flickering through the sky before crashing heavily to the ground!
"Blasphemous heretics, all you do is seen by my lord!"
As the psychic ssage entered the brains of the silver-armored zombies, a Level 8 Demon Sound zombie appeared before them, towering over six ters tall, its back covered with strands of black keratin, naturally dangling down, seemingly hair-like at a glance, sharing the sa traits with other Demon Sound zombies, with its elongated arms and bulging forearms wrapped in many dark purple muscle tendrils.
From its lower jaw to its neck, it was covered with innurable pus-filled boils the size of eggs, its feet were huge, and several fierce bone spurs broke through the skin, growing from its soles; the countless barbs on its thighs made one shudder at the sight!
This Level 8 Demon Sound zombie was well-known to many; it was one of the followers of the Lan Ou Corpse King!
Code na: Malice!
At this mont, its eyes were almost shooting fire, possessing intelligence no less than a normal human at this level. Perhaps real humans did not understand what "miserable successor" ant, but to it, and to other Demon Sound zombies, the words were an explicit insult directed at them!
How could it not be furious!
"Heretics! Heretics! You will pay a painful price for your words and actions!"
"Miserable successor! Pathetic successor! Hehehe~ Hahaha!"
The dark silver-hued, half-human half-corpse silver-armored zombie not only repeated those words, its voice becoming more and more hoarse, but it indulged in it tirelessly, with tentacles that grew out of its body and flailed in the air, seemingly expressing the elation in its heart.
Similarly, its actions were like tossing barrel after barrel of gasoline onto a blazing fire, making the flas burn ever more fiercely!
As ti passed, the Level 8 Demon Sound zombie could no longer tolerate the situation. If a cornered rabbit will bite, what about a Level 8 zombie—a creature that bites without needing to be cornered?
Its entire body’s muscles began to tense up, and then with a "boom," it stepped forward with its massive foot. The ground moaned and cracked inch by inch; a slight earthquake served as the last straw for the cal’s back—as the buildings that were still struggling to stand could no longer bear the burden and collapsed with a thunderous crash, dust billowed everywhere!
It began to run, carrying the zombies’ inherent bloodlust and madness, seemingly reverting to its instinctual state before reaching Level 4, where it was a low-level zombie!
The other Demon Sound zombies following behind also unleashed roars, and the silver-armored zombies joined the fray. A dense fog at that instant turned even thicker as they howled skyward, baring their hideous fangs, and charged towards the opposite horde of similarly relentless zombies!
"Hehe~"
At that mont, the four Level 8 silver-armored zombies also erupted, with the surrounding black fog condensing upon their will, turning into beams filled with the aura of annihilation, striking towards the incoming Level 8 Demon Sound zombies!
While screaming in a way that could shatter one’s guts, they charged with full force, colliding with that half-human, half-corpse creature!
To it, this zombie deserved to die the most!
The collision between the two Level 8 zombies was brutal; each aid to tear large chunks of flesh from the other with every bite. The decaying flesh, like sand, was tossed into the air before falling to the ground like pouring rain!
Unlike battles between new humans, combat between high-level zombies was exceptionally crude, each movent filled with extre violence and bloodshed.
However, this battle was never fair to begin with. How could it possibly face off against the attacks from four equally-ranked silver-armored zombies alone?
Soon, as a black light column, thicker than any seen before, smashed down, the black carapace on the back of the Level 8 Demon Sound zombie shattered into pieces, with blackish-red viscous blood spurting out, along with many large clotted shapes.
This heavy blow made it falter, and its massive body wobbled before collapsing into the rubble with a "bang."
As its pale eyes saw the approaching high-level silver-armored zombies, it could only continue to roar in anger. It seed unable to move as if locked in place, feeling an eerie rot in the area struck by the black light column as if sothing was devouring what it once possessed.
"My lord is watching you! My lord is watching you! You shall be rembered! Slaughtered! And you shall pay a painful price!"
Its electric thought continuously echoed in the brains of the high-level silver-armored zombies, stuttering as it went.
"Food... all food... you should not... have stopped... sharing... is... you shouldn’t have... my lord is watching... you..."
Before it could completely send out its thoughts, a silver foot stomped heavily towards its head!
Boom!
The ground once again cracked densely, and dirt filled the crevices. Amidst the dense black fog, a pair of crimson eyes stared back at the pale eyes.
"Enter our lord’s realm, and you shall be expelled! Incompetent successor!"
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