People In Marvel, System Attackers

Chapter 73: A Slightly Tasteful Chapter

It’s not that the drama is bad, nor is it black Shakespeare.

Some people like skinny, shouldn’t they not allow others to like fat, tanks…cough cough, stop!

In short, turnips and vegetables have their own love. Look at your elegant art, I am doing my soap operas, no one can hinder anyone, just feel good about it.

Well, this is not the point… The point is that there are people in the theater that should have been empty, a few actors on the stage, and a sparse audience sitting in the auditorium. Both the actor and the audience kept one movement, motionless.

Only a few lights were on in the huge theater, and the surrounding shadows, plus the motionless people, made the scene very strange.

A strong rancid smell penetrated Mike’s nose.

When was the last time you smelled this smell?

The grave was dug up in the cemetery, and the corpse was caught on that commission.

Mike frowned, covered his nose, and took two steps back subconsciously, while those who were motionless twisted their necks stiffly, their eyes always following Mike.

“It’s safe to enter the earth… Are you the coffin board can’t hold it down?” The lights were a little dim, but Mike had good eyesight. These people, to be precise, Deadman-some have just died, all covered in blue, white and purple, and some have been dead for a period of time, white maggots burrowing through the hollow eye sockets… there is a feeling of biohazard.

Another killer?

However, seeing, hearing and sex did not perceive other living people.

But Mike did not relax his vigilance. After all, seeing and hearing color is not everything, and I just missed Ruben.

“Wow!”

Twenty zombies suddenly roared and rushed towards Mike in an extremely awkward posture. He was so frightened that he took out two guns from the space, and if the guns were disconnected, one shot overturned a skull.

“Didn’t it mean that the weakness of the zombie is the head?” Mike saw that there was a zombie, and the upper part of the upper jaw was gone, and he still rushed over.

“Mom messing with Fak!”

When the magazine is punched, Mike directly throws away the pistol and takes out two more from the space-one of the invisible benefits of space. As long as the stored gun is equipped with a magazine, there is no need to worry about changing the magazine.

The system space does not provide combat effectiveness, but it can improve combat effectiveness. It just depends on how you develop it yourself. Just like there are no garbage devil fruits in One Piece, only garbage users.

Mike shot and walked, keeping his distance all the time. This time he did not aim at his head, but at his knees.

“Whether you are Regenerative Healing Factor or not, your legs are gone, let’s see how you run!”

Soon, after Mike emptied four more magazines, the zombies lost their calves, still clinging to the hands and thighs, and crawled towards Mike. It’s just that the speed is faster than before!

Therefore, it is important not to panic in the face of the enemy. If you can’t die, you can chop off his hands and feet. This is especially suitable when you run into a vampire without a silver weapon.

After Mike waited for a zombie to approach, he found something squirming in his abdominal cavity, and a section of purple-black vine suddenly ejected toward Mike’s face.

“The corpse vine?”

Staying vigilant, Mike dodged sideways and took out the small flamethrower for barbecue from the space-don’t ask why the precious system space always stocks barbecue equipment. Does the world of food understand?

The purple-black vines that looked wet were unexpectedly flammable. The wisteria slapped the ground like crazy, trying to extinguish the flames, but soon stopped moving and burned quietly until it turned into ashes.

There is a smell of burning methane in the air.

“Like animals more than plants, the weakness is that they are extremely afraid of fire.” Mike looked at the other zombies.

After he took out the flamethrower, these zombies began to turn around and crawl in the opposite direction.

“Hehehe, don’t run, didn’t you just chase very well? Continue.” Mike held the flamethrower in his hand, smiled like a villain, and chased the zombies.

The empty theater is full of perverted atmosphere.

One thing Mike didn’t expect was that the enemy was very close to him, in a large potted plant in the theater.

Potted plants?

The killer was nicknamed “necromancer”. Winston provided only the name necromancer and a vague photo of his back. It was very mysterious. It was said that he was proficient in witchcraft and black magic, and was one of the strongest candidates for the mainland hotel killer.

Necromancer, named Disco Triboca, claims to be the “God of Darkness”.

Disco Triboca is a descendant of the Maya and lives in modern society just like ordinary people. During a trip, he came to Chichen Itza to make a pilgrimage to the Kukulkan Pyramids. On the top altar, Disco Triboca accidentally touched the mechanism and entered a secret room full of sci-fi style.

In the secret room, Disco Triboca found a peculiar vine plant, which danced like a tentacle monster, photophobic, carnivorous, especially human and wise. When the curious Disco Tripoca was approaching, he was parasitized by vines and became a parasitic relationship.

The vines in the dead body are the branches of the body, and the body can “resurrect” and manipulate the body through the branches.

Disco Triboca became a killer, satisfying the vine appetite while satisfying his own material desires by the way.

At the moment, Disco Triboca is more like an active plant than a human being, so Mike’s domineering experience failed to perceive his existence.

The ramets were continuously burned to death by Mike, and the vines became anxious every time they died. The body is like a queen, and the branch is like a worker ant, responsible for finding food for the queen.

Disco Tripoca’s body gradually became out of control.

When most people see zombies, whether they have been beaten or not, they are frightened at first, their strength and IQ plummet, and some even forget to escape or resist, just screaming and waiting for death.

It’s so cool to be as calm as Mike, and then chasing, is it really… It is highly recommended to see a psychiatrist.

According to Disco Triboka’s idea, since the goal is not good, At the moment should continue with Voldemort, and then look for opportunities.

Obviously Vines had different ideas. In this parasitic relationship, Disco Triboca belonged to the subordinate position and had to obey.

With a sigh, Disco Triboca jumped out of the pot.

“Tentacles?!” Mike was startled, and DiscoTripoca’s vines danced wildly, which looked terrifying at first glance.

Look again… also very scary.

Disco Triboca stared at Mike and sneered: “Don’t you think I can only rely on these zombies to fight.”

“Who are you?”

“Disc Tripoca.”

“???”

“Necromancer always knows.”

“Oh.” Mike suddenly, there is too little information about necromancer, it is difficult to associate the tentacle monster in front of him with necromancer.

As he spoke, the vines entangled in Disco Tripoca, forming a pair of vine armor.

“These cane armors are very tough, indestructible, your gun can’t break the defense at all, it depends on what you do!” Disco Triboca held a long whip made of vines in both hands, with countless spikes on it. With a whip, it’s absolutely skinny.

Mike said inexplicably: “Are you afraid of fire, you have a flamethrower, why use a gun?”

Disco Tripoca: “…”

He waved two long whips and attacked Mike.

While dodging, Mike used a flamethrower to attack the whip.

boom!

The vine whip became a fire whip.

The body is as flammable as expected.

However, Disco Tripoca did not immediately drop the fire whip, but continued to attack until the flames were about to spread.

DiscoTripoca dropped the whip, and the vine squirmed and weaved two new ones.

“Make as many whips as you want, but how much fuel is left for the flamethrower, hahaha!” DiscoTripoca smiled triumphantly, not as cool as the killer in the movie.

“Nothing.” Mike shook the bottle and dropped the flamethrower.