Infinite devouring evolution of the last days

Chapter 73 The Mad Wolf

When he lost consciousness, Zhao Yong dreamed a lot, dreaming about the world before the end, dreaming about getting married and having children, dreaming about getting old slowly.

This used to be an ordinary life for everyone, but after the end of the world, it all became a luxury.

In the end, Zhao Yong was awakened by the noise, screams, and the clash of swords.

Zhao Yong slightly opened his eyes, but his blurred vision made him unable to see clearly, only a vague figure with his back turned to him not far away.

Zhao Yong closed his eyes and squeezed vigorously, squeezing out the blood and debris, and finally saw this person clearly.

Mao wolf.

To be precise, Mao Lang, who had been strengthened by Gu King, was facing Zhao Yong with his back, and the muscle lines on his back were clearly visible.

A short-sleeved T-shirt with big holes and small holes attacked by many mutants, just like being picked out of a garbage dump.

Bright red blood flowed from Mao Lang's body, and a small puddle of blood had already appeared where he was standing.

This situation reminded Zhao Yong of the famous general Dian Wei. In order to protect Cao Cao, he single-handedly stopped Zhang Xiu's rebels at the Yuanmen.

Zhao Yong's back now seems somewhat similar to Dian Wei's.

All around Mao Lang were the corpses of mutants, and the Mad Demon's twin axes were dripping with blood, as if they had been soaked in a pool of blood just now.

"Could it be that Mao Lang is protecting himself?!"

"No!" Zhao Yong suddenly thought, "Isn't Maolang confused by the Gu King? Shouldn't he attack indiscriminately? How can he protect himself?"

Zhao Yong struggled and climbed up to the snake knife, held the knife in his hand, touched the tip of the knife to the ground, and stood up tremblingly.

At this time, the Mao wolf was confronting several sixth-level mutants. Although the maddened Mao wolf had outstanding abilities, it was even comparable to the seventh-level low-level mutants.

However, due to the many wounds on his body and the fact that he had been fighting for a long time, Mao Lang was on the verge of fainting at this time.

Using a knife as a staff, Zhao Yong slowly walked in the direction of Mao Lang.

Zhao Yong has made up his mind, no matter whether Mao Lang still has reason or not, he cannot abandon Mao Lang.

If he was killed by Mao Lang with an ax after walking over, Zhao Yong would be willing.

As Zhao Yong got closer and closer to Mao Lang, Mao Lang also noticed an abnormal sound behind him.

Mao Lang turned his head suddenly, his face was covered with black blood, some of which had dried into blood scabs, tightly stuck to Mao Lang's fat face.

As the mao wolf panted strongly, the blood scabs that had dried up were peeled off layer by layer like bricks on a wall that had been around for a long time, and fell to the ground.

Mao Lang bared his teeth and grinned. His teeth had become longer and sharper, like a frightened beast.

He is full of hatred for everything in the world, and the killing intent released from his blood-red eyes seems to be able to destroy everything around him.

"This Gu king is really terrifying." Zhao Yong was shocked and sad when he saw Mao Lang's appearance.

He didn't know what to do to bring Mao Lang back to normal.

Zhao Yong moved towards Mao Lang cautiously, for fear of disturbing him.

But at this moment, those sixth-order mutants seemed to sense a flaw, and they attacked Mao Lang from different directions at the same time.

"careful!"

Seeing the actions of those mutants, Zhao Yong couldn't help yelling at Mao Lang.

However, Zhao Yong was still too worried.

Mao Lang turned around extremely quickly, raised the double axes in his hands, and dropped them.

The heads of the two sixth-level mutants were cut off like leeks, and everything happened extremely quickly without any unnecessary movements.

After this set, Zhao Yong opened his mouth, widened his eyes, and looked at Mao Lang in disbelief.

Zhao Yong dared to guarantee that if it was him, even after transforming into a silver lion, he might not be able to retreat unscathed from this set of attacks by the mao wolf.

After dealing with the nearby sixth-order mutants, the rest of the mutants were so frightened that they took a few steps back, not daring to step forward easily.

At this time, Mao Lang turned to Zhao Yong again, still full of hatred and tyranny.

Zhao Yong couldn't be sure of Mao Lang's current state for a while. Wouldn't it be miserable if he stepped forward rashly and was really chopped into meat sauce.

Moreover, because Zhao Yong has the equipment effect of the indestructible amulet, his physical strength also recovers extremely quickly, and he can recover to its full strength in less than an hour.

So no matter what, as long as it survives this hour, it will be difficult for this place of refining Gu to encounter opponents after one hour.

"Mao Lang?" Zhao Yong must first confirm Mao Lang's state, if Mao Lang is really irrational, then he will have a hard time this hour.

"Mao Lang?" Zhao Yong softly called Mao Lang's name again.

Although only a little bit, Zhao Yong still noticed it.When Zhao Yong called Mao Lang's name, Mao Lang's body trembled slightly.

"There's a way!" Zhao Yong was secretly happy. It seemed that Mao Lang was also fighting against the Gu King in his heart.

"Mao Lang! Wake up!" Zhao Yong raised his voice again, calling Mao Lang's name eagerly.

At this moment, Mao Lang's body trembled again, which seemed to be a little bigger than before.

So Zhao Yong kept calling Mao Lang's name, and Mao Lang's heart began to wake up slowly, and he fought fiercely with Gu King.

Mao Lang's body began to convulse like an electric shock, and the Mad Demon Double Ax was thrown to the ground.

Holding his head with both hands, with a painful expression on his face, the saliva from his mouth also flowed out, dissolving the blood scab on his face, and dripping on the ground.

Zhao Yong saw Mao Lang's painful expression, but he didn't know what to do, so he could only stand silently on the side.

If it is a real enemy, Zhao Yong can still help, but the nothingness like Gu King can only be solved by Mao Lang himself.

After tossing like this for more than half an hour, a black mist burst out from Mao Lang's body.

After flying to another place, the mao wolf who was convulsing on the ground recovered.

"My head hurts." Mao Lang shouted holding his head.

At this time, Zhao Yong confirmed that Mao Lang had recovered his sanity, so he hurried up and helped him up from the ground.

"How do you feel?" Zhao Yong looked around for Mao Lang's injuries, and to be honest, he was not optimistic.

There were several wounds that were bleeding from a never-ending spring.

Fortunately, Zhao Yong asked Su Rong to help him find some bandages, gauze, and simple medicines before entering the Gu refining place, just in case.

Although Yan City has become ruins under the ravages of mutants, you only need to search for the location of the pharmacy.

It's easy to find, no mutants are going to fight for it.

Zhao Yong combined bandages, gauze, and medicine, and wrapped them around Mao Lang's most seriously injured wounds. Although the blood still stained the bandages blood red, the bleeding was fortunately stopped.

(End of this chapter)