"Dead or alive?"
With a faint smile on his face, Zero dragged her huge axe and slowly walked towards the frightened crowd.
"I, I, I…"
The leader of this small base with less than 200 people sounded a little flustered.
Puff!
The axe blade that had been lifted up fell directly!
The base leader broke out in a cold sweat.
The sharp blade of the axe grazed the tip of his nose, and he could even smell the pungent smell of blood.
"Ah, I missed. Guess if you'll be so lucky next time.”
Zero narrowed her eyes and the smile on her face became even more cruel.
In the eyes of the crowd, this smiling fellow was as terrifying as a devil.
As soon as he finished speaking, Zero raised the axe in his hand again.
"I choose to live!"
It was as if he had used up all his strength.
The base leader shouted with cold sweat, afraid that this guy couldn't hear him.
Whoosh!
The blade of the axe stopped less than ten centimeters in front of him. Zero held the two-meter-long axe in one hand.
His gentle face was filled with killing intent.
"Next time, you have to answer me quickly, or else... People will die."
"I, understand!"
The man fell to the ground and panted heavily. The thrill of escaping death made his adrenaline surge.
His heart was beating so fast that it didn't seem to belong to him.
"Pack up your people and things and gather at the tallest hotel. You still have…Three hours."
Zero said calmly, turning around and walking out of the small base.
He jumped onto the shoulder of the Undead Heavy Armor Soldier at the door and looked at the map in his hand.
On the map, there were many large and small circles. Each circle represented a gathering place of more than a hundred people.
His job today was to clean up all these gathering places.
He was not worried that the group of people behind him would run away.
In this place where zombies were everywhere, even if they ran, where could they run to?
The zombie tide was about to arrive. He was saving these people.
Words can't persuade this damned ghost.
"Next!"
Ten minutes later, Zero walked out of a base with her bloodstained axe.
His face was splashed red.
His peaceful face was filled with a murderous aura.
This base was the lair of a cult organization called the Salvation Society.
A few MLM agents had roped in a group of survivors and brainwashed them into believers.
Zero only had one attitude towards such a stubborn person.
Kill!
138 cultists and cult masters were all killed.
"Let's go, next!"
Zero held the map as if it was just a list of people who had been killed.
What he wanted to do was to kill all the people on the list who deserved to die.
On this day, no one could forget the fear of being dominated by that man.
The man who claimed to be the number one demonic spirit under Lord Han Mu.
Zero's demonic spirit.
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[Slaughter Halo (Advanced Talent): Intermediate-Level 4]
[Effect: When all melee friendly units attack, they will cause a damage splash effect, causing 40% of their attack power (base 20, each level 5 to a maximum of 50) as additional damage to enemies within 4 x 4 meters.]
How can we stop fighting and stop killing with killing?
[Talent Upgrade Requirement: 80,000]
"80,000 experience points. I don't think I can gather enough.”
Looking at the Slaughter Halo that had just leveled up to Level 4, Han Mu could not help but click his tongue.
This talent was simply born to deal with group wars.
Four meters of attack range, 40% damage output.
With the melee undead's damage output, they could kill a group of zombies in two or three slashes.
The human wave tactic could be said to be ineffective against him.
Looking at the remaining 20,000 experience points, Han Mu immediately upgraded the Aura of Truth to Level 3.
The detection range reached 30,000 meters, and the image displayed was clearer.
"If I continue to press this button, it won't turn into a full-picture video, right?”
Han Mu shook his head.
"The residential area has been cleaned up. Next is the food processing plant.”
Han Mu looked at the map coldly.
After killing two teams of elite Hellhounds, he didn't care if they were zombies or something else.
They had to pay the price in blood.
He was a good person, but he was a little vengeful.
You killed 20 of my Hellhounds, so I'll simply kill you for 200,000.
The extra money was considered interest.
"Undead army, it's time to gather!"
With a thought, countless undead soldiers who were clearing the zombies several miles away slowly raised their heads.
Like ants, they returned to the ant nest.
"This bastard, what tricks is he playing again?”
Kim Ji-yan, who was leading the security team of the base to clear out the zombies and train his courage, watched as the undead soldiers swarmed towards the hotel.
A question mark flashed across his mind.
"Everyone, gather up and go back first."
After gathering the security team, Kim Ji-yan was stunned by the scene in front of him when he returned to the hotel.
Hundreds of undead soldiers were in formation, and more than 400 Hellhounds were breathing heavily.
The terrifying aura of death permeated the air, and the entire hotel seemed to be shrouded in darkness.
A single undead soldier might be shocking, but it was definitely not as powerful as the scene in front of them.
Han Mu did not stop the survivors from going out. After all, staying in a cramped space every day would make normal people crazy.
Therefore, there were many survivors around the hotel who were relaxing on the cleaned streets.
Fear, reverence, and a hint of peace.
"This bastard still likes to show off.”
Kim Ji Yan curled her lips.
When she thought about how these terrifying fellows all belonged to that man, an inexplicable sense of pride surged into her heart.
A group of women who heard the commotion ran over, their eyes flickering with a strange light.
In the apocalypse, a strong man was the most attractive to women.
Nothing could give them a greater sense of security than this scene.
There was no one who did not feel shocked when they saw this scene.
"My man must be the strongest man in the world.”
The policewoman's eyes flashed with a fanatical light, and she was even more determined that her judgment and choice were right.
This kind of woman who loved and hated was the most decisive. As long as she admitted and liked someone, she would not consider the consequences.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have handed over everything to a man she had just met for less than a day.
What a pure love brain.
"It's still a little lacking."
As the master of the undead army, Han Mu's eyes were not very satisfied.
The current undead army was at most a prototype for him.
No, it was not even a prototype.
There were no more than 10,000 undead. Was that still an undead army?
Compared to a real sea of undead, this level of undead army was still far from enough.
There were at least 10,000 of them. If there were more than 10 troops, there must be a few high-level undead troops.
Only then would the Undead Calamity truly take shape.
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