Blood Slave of Biochemical Apocalypse

A cold moon hangs lonely in the sky.On the deserted street, a piece of newspaper was blown up by the wind, and it stuck to a person with his hands hanging by his sides with a "snap", dangling aimlessly on the street at a slow pace.Perhaps this can no longer be called a human being, half of his face has been rotten, exposing the white bones under the skin, a pair of bulging eyes, covered with yellow mucus, blackened blood sticking to the corner of his mouth, from time to time in his throat Make a strange noise.The clothes on his body were also torn, and there was a lot of blood on them.

The newspaper was swept away by the wind again, and among the flying pages, a huge headline marked in red could be seen everywhere: Surprise: Walking Corpse!

On the outskirts of L City, in an old castle covered with green vines, there was a sound from inside a white cross-shaped coffin with golden rose patterns printed on the floor, and then the lid of the coffin was lifted by a The white and slender hand pushed away.

A handsome man with dazzling blond long hair sat up. He let out a lazy breath as if he had just woken up. When his blue eyes were half-closed, a few smears of blood flashed from time to time. red glow.

The man straightened his white shirt without a single wrinkle before stepping out of the coffin.

Jumping onto the window sill as tall as a person, the man licked his pink lips. After sleeping for so long, he was already very hungry, and it was time to find food.

Jumping off the window sill, a pair of huge black bat wings spread out from the back of the man in an instant. In the cold moonlight, the man flapped his wings and flew towards the once lively and bustling city of L.

How is this going?

In his memory, even at night, this city is as bright as day, but now, this city seems to be a dead city, shrouded in darkness, without a trace of life.

The man spread his bat wings and hovered over L City for a while, and saw a human being roaming the streets of L City, but he didn't smell the fragrance of human blood.

The man lowered his flying height, landed on the ground, and folded his wings.

A "person" in a suit walked towards him. He was missing an arm, and there were thick white bones on the broken arm, but he didn't bleed a drop of blood. The expression on the whole face was dull, just covered with yellow mucus. There was a faint desire in the eyes.He wants meat, fresh, human flesh with warm human blood sticking to it.

The man covered his mouth and nose, and bursts of rotten stench came from the "man", which made his sensitive nose extremely uncomfortable.

The "person" passed by the man, but as if he didn't see the man, he walked slowly with slow steps.

A dull bell rang not far away, accompanied by a scream of despair and fear, "Help—help!!! Is there anyone else, help!!! Help—"

The man looked around, pondered for a moment, then spread his bat wings and flew towards the place where the sound came from.

He should ask someone, a living person, what happened here.