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In Mexico, in the caves of the pyramids. 【First release】

Jonathan accidentally fell into a trap deep in the cave and was tightly entangled by countless roots. The skin was also pierced by the root filaments, sucking away the blood and vitality. Not only was he unable to shout at this time, he was even having difficulty breathing. Fortunately, these roots only wanted to trap him, not kill him.

Angelina had already sensed something was wrong when Jonathan shouted. She had been shooting from behind to scatter the zombies that were constantly rising from the ground.

This cover was done very well, attracting all the zombies amidst the "bang bang bang" gunfire.

Unexpectedly, Jonathan found himself in trouble. In the blink of an eye, he was tied up tightly and couldn't move.

Angelina took the pistol back and held it halfway in front of her, without firing a single shot. She was waiting for the zombies to come over, then she would find a way to avoid them and rush to rescue Jonathan.

At this time, the roots and vines in the cave have gathered to the end of the cave, revealing a wall made of stone bricks, on which are carved patterns of primitive tribes worshiping the moon. Angelina didn't have time to take a closer look, she just glanced at it, trying to find the fastest way out.

She has figured out the characteristics of these zombies. There are countless corpses in the cave, but the number of zombies that can wake up and move at the same time is limited, probably only dozens. As long as it is scattered by her bullets, the corpse will never get up again and will be replaced by another one that wakes up and resurrects.

But because there were too many corpses in the cave, even if she used up all the bullets, there was no way to scatter all the corpses.

Fortunately, the zombies move slowly. As long as she leads them to this end and then finds a way to get behind them, she can temporarily buy some time to come out.

Angelina had made up her mind. She first moved left and right to attract the zombies together. She jumped flatly. He flew forward and stepped on the head of a zombie, then used his strength to kick against the wall.

The whole person was like a cannonball, being ejected ten meters away by the force of his legs. Angelina flew over the zombies' heads, leaving behind these monsters that had no intelligence and only moved based on instinct.

Before her feet could hit the ground, Angelina shot her in mid-air. It broke the many root vines that were trying to wrap themselves around. With Jonathan's reminder. She was very wary of such things and was not slowed down by them.

The speed of these roots is a little slower than the speed of zombie movement, but they are everywhere. If you are not careful, you may get entangled tightly.

There was a sound of "Crack!"

As soon as Angelina landed on the ground, she immediately jumped up, jumping left and right on the wall, first to the left wall, and then with the help of her strong bouncing power, she jumped to the right wall. Although those roots have no eyes, they seem to be able to sense the location of living people. They squirmed along Angelina's position before they arrived. Angelina has jumped from that place to another.

Although this cave is not very big, it is also very spacious. Angelina can jump seven or eight meters away, which is enough to show that her physical fitness is far beyond that of ordinary humans.

With just a few jumps, Angelina quickly rushed to Jonathan's side. She glanced at her husband who had been tied up like a big rice dumpling. Then he reached out and pulled out the machete stuck in the wall.

The machete was thrown by Jonathan at the beginning and landed right next to the stone platform.

Angelina swung the machete, drew several horizontal lines on the root vines, and cut off many tough root vines.

When she slashed the knife into the root vine, she knew why Jonathan couldn't break free. These are vines with roots that don’t look very thick. It's actually a bit tougher than a cowhide band, and with its large number, even if a vampire or werewolf falls into this trap, it's probably difficult to break free and escape.

At the first blow, Angelina was still worried about accidentally injuring Jonathan. From the second blow, she had already used 80% of her strength. By the third and fourth blows, Angelina no longer held back. Each cut was done with maximum strength, but it was still only able to cut off two-thirds of the root vines on the outside.

Just when she was about to continue cutting off the remaining third of the root vines, she heard Jonathan yell: "Ah! Blow it up!"

After a loud "boom", the root vines exploded directly from Jonathan's body.

The remaining vines also fell from the air with a "crash", and soon the ground was covered with fragments of root vines!

"Tch! If the tiger doesn't show off its power, do you think I'm a sick cat?"

Jonathan raised his upper body and said something viciously. His clothes were blown to pieces during the explosion just now. Jonathan, without any clothes on, showed off his body like a statue of a Greek god, making even ordinary aerobics athletes feel ashamed.

Angelina smiled and wanted to say something sarcastic, but in the end she asked with concern: "How are you, are you okay?"

As she said that, she went forward and cleared away some of the roots and vines that were still entangled with Jonathan. These things had lost their vitality, just like ordinary plant roots.

"It's okay," Jonathan said as he pulled out the roots that pierced his arms, hugged the clay pot tightly and walked out, "The yin here is too strong and it's not advisable to stay for a long time. We'd better go out quickly. As long as we see the sun, this The things inside need to be restrained, so they can’t cause mischief casually.”

The two of them were walking side by side, and the zombies in the cave had already walked through the entrance of the cave. However, they are no match for Jonathan and Angelina, and cannot even stop them for a moment.

With just a few moves, one or more zombies will be scattered and fall to the ground.

Jonathan held the clay pot in one hand and the whip in the other. With a few random swings, he knocked down the approaching zombies. Angelina, who was following him, didn't even have many chances to take action.

Climbing out of the cave along the rope, I almost couldn't open my eyes when the sunlight outside hit me. As soon as they adjusted to the light, they knew something was going to be bad.

Under the pyramid, there are many indigenous people wearing animal skins, white bone necklaces around their necks, and wooden sticks in their ears. When the leading aboriginals saw the two climbing out of the cave, they immediately shouted excitedly. The rest of the natives also danced on the spot, shouting hey, hey, hey.

"What are they doing? Why don't they come up?" Angelina looked at the funny actions of these indigenous people and asked a little strangely.

"This is a war dance, a dance that their tribe dances before war. This is a holy land. They dare not rush directly. Only after obtaining God's forgiveness can they..."

Just as he was talking, the natives of the tribe had finished their war dance and were walking up step by step with weapons in hand. As the natives walked, they shouted, making frightening shouts in a rhythmic manner.

"Tch! It's really troublesome." Jonathan picked up the whip and flicked it in the air, making the air crackle.

"Give me the clay pot, and you go and get rid of them!" Angelina took back the pistol and took the clay pot.

Facing zombies or other non-human creatures, they may be able to kill without hesitation, but when facing these living people, Jonathan and Angelina have to show mercy.

Jonathan rushed down from above, the whip in his hand danced into a ball, and with a few crackles, he knocked away the rushing indigenous warriors. Because of the strength he controls very well, every time he whips up, he can roll up the weapon in the opponent's hand, and then make those people roll down the stairs.

The number of indigenous warriors is very large, and it is roughly estimated that there should be hundreds of them. However, the ladder of the pyramid could only accommodate five or six people walking up side by side at the same time. If the indigenous warriors behind were armed with melee weapons such as spears and sticks, they could only stare.

Some of the natives were armed with bows, arrows, blowing needles, and the like. They also participated in the battle, but neither bows, arrows, or blowing needles could reach within three meters of Jonathan.

His whip technique is superb, both offensive and defensive. The whip is constantly spinning in front of him, making large circles and small circles one after another. Not to mention small objects such as bows and arrows and blowing needles, even hard weapons such as spears cannot penetrate the defensive range of the whip.

Once he touches the edge of the whip, he is immediately knocked away by a huge force. The scene is like Jonathan holding a long brown dragon. When the blocker enters a certain range, he will immediately release the weapon from his hand, and then he will spin involuntarily. Then roll down the stairs.

Based on the experience and knowledge of these indigenous people, I have never encountered such a sharp person. They started shouting and shouting, the people in the middle pushed the people in front to push forward, and the people in the back pushed the people in the middle to push forward. After a while, these more than a hundred indigenous people were like bowling balls, rolling down the steps of the pyramid.

"Crack!"

Jonathan swung the whip in his hand with a final sound that broke through the air. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net Then he looked at the indigenous warrior in front of him who had fallen at the bottom of the pyramid, and slowly put away the whip.

After all, those indigenous warriors were not as weak as modern ordinary people. They rolled down from such a high place and only sprained their hands and feet. They couldn't stand up for a while, and they lay on the ground one by one, shouting "Ouch, Ouch, Ouch".

By this time, all the natives present knew that the two Western white men and women in front of them were not something ordinary people could handle.

What's more important is that a whip could beat the entire tribe's elite warriors to a pulp, and they didn't even touch the clothes they were dealing with.

One of the natives suddenly pointed at the clay pot in Angelina's hand and started talking loudly. It means that the clay pot is the heart of the god of death. Ordinary people may die just by looking at it, let alone touching it with their hands.

Now, someone dared to hold it in his arms and it was safe and sound. This was even more surprising than the appearance of the God of Death.

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