Survival Room: Terror Resurrection

Gradually the sound faded away.

The palace returned to silence again.

Only then did Zhang Hao look up.

The originally neat and magnificent palace has now become a mess.

Zheng Chengfeng put away the quaint mirror in his hand, and the circulating light curtain surrounding several people gradually converged, and finally disappeared slowly.

But before they could relax, the ground of the palace suddenly trembled slightly.

This tremor was extremely regular, as if the sound of heavy footsteps came from a distance.

Immediately afterwards, a huge figure gradually came out from the darkness deep in the palace, followed by dozens of small things.

The visual gap in this scene is extremely shocking, it looks like the Hulk is followed by the seven dwarfs.

Zhang Hao slowly held his breath.

The moment the figure appeared, he understood what was going to happen.

The general has awakened...

Next, if you want to enter the second floor, you will inevitably have to fight hard.

Just as he was thinking, he ignored the people who were in a state of stunned thinking of the appearance of the figure, and quickly pulled Bai Jingjing up and ran towards the corner of the palace.

After Bai Jingjing appeared from the sound wave, her pair of small mouths never closed.

His eyes were filled with unconcealable astonishment.

At this moment, he finally came back to his senses, followed Zhang Hao to look over, and asked, "What are those things?"

Zhang Hao gritted his teeth, his face was as cold as ice that had lasted for thousands of years.

Said in a deep voice: "The general of the ghost king!"

"Ghost King General? Isn't that a legendary monster? Why did it appear in the secret room?"

"I don't know, but I'm sure, it's it! Don't ask, what's going to happen next will be very tragic. Let's hide in a safe place to be a oriole, and let these survivors be cicadas Bar……"

Bai Jingjing looked towards the group of survivors.

It was like looking at a group of steaming corpses.

"The legendary ghost king and general, is that really something humans can deal with?"

She secretly asked herself in her heart.

At this moment, Zheng Chengfeng had also come to his senses.

Staring fixedly at the huge ghost that was slowly walking towards him and the others, a huge sense of oppression and suffocation suddenly rushed into his heart, almost strangling his neck.

His forehead was covered with dense cold sweat.

But as the leader of the survivors, he still pretended to be tough at this time. He took out a sickle-like thing from the warehouse with his backhand, turned his head and said to the members of the survivors: "The opponent is very strong, everyone must be careful, prepare Do it!"

The crowd behind him shouted loudly: "Yes!"

For the survivors!
Zheng Chengfeng opened his throat and shouted loudly.

"For the survivors!"

The noisy voices of the members enveloped the entire palace again, echoing like thunder.

Zhang Hao looked a little funny from the sidelines.

Are these people brainwashed?

Day by day, I act like a fool.

Zhang Hao can say with certainty that in this secret room, the so-called organization is just a name.

They fantasize that they can hug each other to keep warm, but in fact, everyone in the organization is just cannon fodder for others. All the sense of collective honor and loyalty are in the end just props for you to keep others alive.

Although it is not ruled out that there are some people who sincerely want to live with everyone, but in the end they will find that in the face of life and death, in front of the seemingly endless and powerful and terrifying ghosts in the secret room.

The desire to live overcomes all.

A kind person's palm will be stained with the blood of others, and an honest person will become unscrupulous.

Conspiracy and conspiracy, intrigue will be deeply rooted in everyone's heart.

At that time, disbanding may be the best choice.

It's better than all the dead bodies together.

So Zhang Hao never found an ally other than Bai Jingjing.

Even Bai Jingjing was boycotted by the players at that time, and she chose to join forces with her only when she had to, and she still tried to test Bai Jingjing again and again afterwards.

Zhang Hao didn't feel that he was stingy and immeasurable. This was how he was cautious about his own life.

I just watched this group of survivors take out weapons and various props from the warehouse one by one, and their wolf-like eyes were fixed on the huge monster.

It seems that these people's equipment is quite rich.

At this time, the huge monster also slowly walked under the light and shadow.

A young face that should have been very handsome was revealed.

But that face that could have been described as pure and beautiful, even gentle and harmless to humans and animals, is now covered with countless scars, one after another, crisscrossing his face, stitched together with densely packed silk threads stand up.

It looks like a doll that has been stitched countless times.

The young man lowered his head, looking at the people in front of him like a god looking down on all living beings.

There is no trace of emotion in the eyes, and there is no focus in the empty pupils. The only difference from the doll is that his eyes can move, while the doll cannot.

First the face, then the neck, the upper body, and finally the whole body finally appeared in front of everyone bit by bit.

But in terms of appearance, apart from being three to four meters tall and that hideous face, it looked no different from a normal college student.

Wearing a mottled and shabby Qingshan ancient suit with fluttering sleeves and a corrugated hat, he has the demeanor of a scholar.

At least this outfit, if Zhang Hao bumped into him on the road that day, he would probably only think that the person in front of him is just a second-year middle school student who likes cosplay.

It is completely impossible to imagine that this is one of the ancestors of the four legendary zombies who regarded human life as nothing and set off a bloodbath, the vampire zombie and general.

Behind the general, the seven dwarfs also showed their true colors.

Those were seven children dressed in sackcloth, and it seemed that the oldest would not be more than four years old.

Compared with the generals, their appearance is very different.

The exposed skin of these seven children was as pale as paper, the veins on their necks and faces were protruding, and the blue blood vessels were clearly visible.

The sharp fangs of an adult's little finger were exposed at the corner of the mouth.

With a crazy expression full of bloodthirsty desire on his face, seeing the people in front of him is like a hungry wolf seeing a delicious sheep. Forcibly suppress the desire to pounce.

Zheng Chengfeng noticed the fangs of the children, frowned, and said, "Zombie?"

Then he seemed to think of something.

Seeing Zheng Chengfeng's expression, a backbone at the side leaned into his ear with some puzzlement and asked, "What's the matter, boss? It's just a few zombies, and we've killed quite a few. Give the order, boss! As long as you give an order Come on, brothers, immediately hack these guys to death!"