Adorable Attack: Zombie Journey in the Last Days

From the sporadic corpses at the beginning to the piled up piles of white meat at the end, the effect of looking down from the air is even more frightening.

It is also because the salty sea water makes those buzzing mosquitoes and flies turn into black gauze on the sea surface, and the rotten smell becomes less pungent in front of the salty sea water.

In contrast, there is no place to stay on the coastline at all.The corpses left on the beach and reefs due to the high tide have been filled with larvae of mosquitoes and flies. Even when gliding in the air tens of meters above the ground, the wriggling white soft worms can be clearly seen.

It is only at this time that Moze will show disgust for his enhanced vision... What is wrong with seeing, why are these disgusting Bala bugs seeing so clearly!

Sliding directly past the luxurious sea view house on the shore, which symbolizes wealth and status, the strong stench in the air made Moze not even intend to admire those villas that seemed to know that the purchase price was extremely expensive.

After pedaling a few times on a tall building, Moze followed the gap between the buildings, crossed the building that looked like a strange building, and raised his height in the air.

This feeling of overlooking the land and flying freely, even if the air around is hot and dull, is enough to make people feel refreshed.

"At ten o'clock on the left side, an unknown number of human beings were found gathered with simple weapons. We have been discovered, please instruct." Chen Simeng, who shared the memory of the pilot with Moze, felt that this feeling was similar to low-altitude flying. It was replaced with a more professional-sounding term, but the boy who had not received training did not have that professional aura anyway.

Although, for Moze, the slightest visual sense of military operations is enough for him to enjoy himself for a long time.

"Ignore, our goal is Rome, everything else... Wait! Come down! I feel like we have something to do!" The eyesight that had been spurned just now noticed the strangeness among the group of people... There were three The children were tied up and carried on their shoulders, their expressions were humiliated and fearful, and no matter how they thought about it, they had no relationship or friendly relationship with those adult men who only wore rags.

Not to mention the law in peacetime, even in war, children will be lenient from time to time.Moze, who is still considered a normal person, how could he not feel compassion for the three poor children who were crying when he was capable.

Moreover, it's not too bad this time.

"Master, do you need to absorb it?" Chen Simeng rushed to Mo Ze's side, and asked as he descended towards the crowd.

"Absorb me, my ability to accept is better than yours, and I still have the source. You will be maliciously influenced again at that time, I will not kiss you again."

Chen Simeng pursed her lips, and unhappily pressed her sideways onto Mo Ze's body, making the two of them fall faster, and the group of survivors who didn't know where to go also accelerated their pace amidst the howling wind above their heads.

They have never seen flying humanoid creatures, but they have seen too many ferocious biochemical monsters. Naturally, all incomprehensible phenomena will be attributed to terrifying creatures infected with viruses.

"Gabalati is dead!"

"There is a lot of land! There is a lot of land! Die and die!"

"Rouen! Rouen!"

The chaotic shouts were carried into the ears along the wind, and Moze, who was suspicious of his own planet, curled his lips... Why can't he understand anything when he goes abroad?Is good English the most widely spoken language in the world?What the hell are these salted fish?

"Master, they are afraid of us, but they still haven't let go of the three tied children. Why? If they were captives, they shouldn't care so much, and they are only children." Chen Simeng embraced Moze's waist reached out and grabbed a string of signs full of strange symbols that flew by, and stopped the two of them above the survivor team. With the whine of metal, the signs that hadn't been maintained for an unknown period of time , also crashed to the ground along with the finely falling rust.

The loud noise behind made the crowd confused. The few survivors who were carrying children panicked and grabbed two strong men with assault rifles, pointing at Mo Ze and Chen Simeng who crawled out from behind the broken signboard, chattering speaking an unknown language.

"Hello? English? Please?" A half-student in the third grade of junior high school, if he doesn't have this level of English proficiency, the teachers in charge of the exam will have to kill themselves.

The panicked crowd was not much quieter because of Mo Ze's clear standard English, but looked at the two unharmed and neatly dressed teenagers even more confusedly.

Maybe it's the tacit understanding between the children, or the sensitive perception of malice, the three teenagers who have been crying loudly since just now are also sniffling quietly at this moment, and they are on the shoulders of the man who is carrying them. , looking at Mo Ze and Chen Simeng with prayers.

"Cough? What's...?" Clearing his throat, he was about to ask his own questions in English, the world's language, when he saw a man wearing a red scarf and several gold rings on his wrists walking out of the chaotic crowd. The old man, whose status should be very high among the survivors, looks to be in his 50s. After his chapped lips squirmed for a while, the curry-flavored English, which was dubbed online, also came out of his mouth: "We I really don’t know which god I offended, these two virgin boys and one virgin girl were used for sacrifice, please bless us and don’t blame us.”

As he spoke, he signaled the three men to put the boy and girl on their shoulders in front of Mo Ze. What was even more ridiculous was that the three men respectfully bowed to Mo Ze with clasped hands.

Probably because of being able to fly, and wearing high-quality clothing that is completely undamaged, not to mention the ability to climb up from collapsing buildings without a scratch.At first glance, it was an old man who had never seen an evolutionary body or a prototype body. Mo Ze raised an eyebrow at Chen Simeng who didn't know why, and said with a smirk in his consciousness: "See how I talk to them, I haven't seen you for a long time. Play like this."

"...haha" With a teasing chuckle, Mo Ze glanced at the three fearful "sacrifices" in front of him, pretending to be angry and said, "What sacrifice? The sacrifice I want is you!"

He stretched out his finger to the old man who had been smiling since he appeared. Even though he was smiling, the upturned arc was full of hypocrisy no matter how he looked at it.Moreover, Moze has never had a good attitude towards people who pretend to be ghosts.

"Me? No, no, no, there must be something wrong!" The old man with a frozen smile saw that the survivors around him were all looking at him, and pointed at the three kneeling Moze with his hands. The "sacrifice" in front of him shouted: "I am the endorsement of God. You told me that only boys and girls come to sacrifice, so that the punishment for this world will be withdrawn."

"Yes, I am a god, I have changed my mind, I want you to make my sacrifice, otherwise I will punish you again!" Strictly widened his eyes, and a red flare gradually flickered on his raised arm. Light.Of course, the source of the uncontrollable laughter in the conscious space, and Chen Simeng who buried his head in his hands beside him, let Mo Ze know how bad his performance is.

"No! No!" Unexpectedly, those survivors seemed to take it seriously, but because they couldn't understand Moze's words, they hesitated for a while between the old man and Moze, as if the boy with glowing hands, The incomprehensible "God's language" spoken is more believable.

The old man suddenly raised his eyebrows angrily, and the golden ring bell in his hand rang, and his hoarse voice became harsher because of the increase in volume: "They are liars! They are liars! They are not real gods! This is the real god Give us a test!"

Seeing that Moze and Chen Simeng had no intention of refuting, the old man shouted even more excitedly: "They are evil fallen gods, just kill them! God will give us better gifts! Believe me, I am the priest of the gods, this It’s all God told me just now!”

The boiling crowd was like a group of squawking ducks, raising their weapons in a panic. Survivors with guns also raised their guns at Moze with sick fanaticism.

"Crazy! Sara!"

"Crush it to death! Open it!"

Speechless, he opened his mouth slightly, signaling Chen Simeng to take away the three pitiful "sacrifices" first, and Mo Ze, who had simulated armor and saw blades, lowered his body slightly, and sneered at the old man, "I'm really not righteous." , but, calling me evil is too much, right?"

I am a partner of justice!

The old man had obviously bewitched the group of survivors, and he didn't know what kind of ecstasy soup he had given them, but he actually believed in these gods and ghosts.

Maybe this is the power of cults?

The demonstrator swung the saw blade in his hand. Mo Ze was just about to catch the thief first, grab the old man and absorb him to see what memories he could get. Then he saw the survivors around him listening attentively, while keeping their eyes on Mo Ze. Ze's fear and hostility, while waiting for the old man who closed his eyes and seemed to be listening to something to speak.

"Our God! What we want is absolute tranquility, we must completely remove the source of noise! ​​Armani!" Opening his eyes suddenly, the old man danced and danced excitedly, pointing at Moze and shouting: "God Say! This fallen god is also the sacrifice he wants, kill him and offer him to God, God will make you feel happy and satisfied for a long time! Thank our God!"

"Ah... Your god, it seems that life is too boring to come up with such a request?" The saw blade slowly separated into three sections, and the abnormal ligaments connected those sharp and small blades, and the muscle Under the diastolic effect, it directly stabbed the old man who hadn't reacted.

Looking at the blood-stained blade at his waist before he could react, the old man opened his eyes wide in astonishment, fixedly staring at Moze's orange-red pupils, and finally burst out the last bit of strength and shouted: "Fallen God Killed your priest! If! If you don't help me avenge! The gods will definitely punish you!"

"Shut up!" The free left hand slammed towards the old man's cheek, the crisp sound of the bones and the twirling head announced the passing of a life, and as the tentacles were involved in the information of his brain, also Let Moze look pitifully at the survivors rushing towards him madly.

Casually blocking two or three flying bullets with his shield, Moze looked at the group of survivors in front of him and said ridiculously: "If he is really a priest of God, how can he be so weak?"