Your Highness, zombies are coming

They all floated on their backs, as white as white wax, and stood still in the dirty river water, and then opened their eyelids one by one as if they had received an order.Those are countless pairs of cloudy, dead fish-like eyes, which look weird and absurd because they grow on people's faces.Just like a piece of post-modern artwork that promotes death, even viewing it will give rise to an inexplicable sense of guilt.

The boy stood there blankly, like a frog caught by a strong light. He saw the girl floating in the water raised her head, her mouth grew wide like someone who hadn't breathed in for a long time, and some black viscous liquid flowed from her. Flowing from the eyes and mouth, like black oil paint attached to the smooth face - like a crying clown, it raised its arms, then turned around and sank to the bottom of the water.

They were buried in the bottom of the water one by one, like a pre-rehearsed water ballet - there was a muffled sound of metal being hit from the bottom of the boat, and Colin looked over, and he recognized the girl with long hair. And the skirt was tightly attached to the body, and the limbs were like geckos, clinging to the hull of the ship.

"I'm going to drive the boat, you guys watch the deck, don't let too many ghost things climb up." Issa had already run back to the cockpit, the propellers started to turn, and as the boat moved forward, the floating corpses on the water seemed to be discharged The snow on both sides is like—it's a pity that they won't melt when they are heated. This kind of change made more corpses wake up. They let out shrill, numb screams, and raised their limbs frantically.

There are already a large number of zombies clinging to the front of the ship, and Roman's strafing removed a batch. These things are the same as the mutants encountered before, and they will not be safe just by shooting them in the head. Hands and feet, they will fall back into the water obediently - that is obviously difficult to do, even if he is Roman, one of the best generals and soldiers in the imperial army.

Callia dragged her younger brother to stand behind, holding a crossbow in her hand. This weapon was left behind by her father. She said it was used to hunt hares or something, but it was just left in the warehouse to collect dust. Even before he died, he never thought of this weapon.The girl shook off her cousin's gripping hand, raised her crossbow, and lamented that the male members of her family were all damned pacifists. In the last days, this is really a tragedy.

The metal arrow pierced through the zombie's head, which moved forward on all fours like a huge lizard. It stayed in place for a moment, and then began to turn its head-the pale neck continued to twist. , It didn't stop until it was at a right angle, it directly switched the position of the back of the head and the face.Those damp, clumps of hair seemed to come to life.

Kalia gasped, loaded two more arrows and shot them out: "Go to hell, bastard." She said hysterically.

That head is almost the size of a hedgehog, but its owner still hasn't fallen.

"Callia, look at the middle of its head." Colin exclaimed, the back of the monster's head was being split from the middle, as if the skull had become some easy-to-peel peel, revealing the dark red inside, one with arms A thick, leech-like thing writhed in it—the thing fixed in the direction of the siblings, and then exploded suddenly.

The zombie rushed over directly, followed by a jump, somewhat similar to the action of a large pet dog happily pounced on its owner, about to offer an intimate kiss—only this time, it was fatal.Kalia even saw the tentacles spreading out like flowers inside the skull. They had sharp teeth and smelled like aquatic creatures and corpses. Just touching them would turn people into zombies.

She subconsciously kept Colin behind her, and at the same time realized that her last time might be less than a second. She closed her eyes and thought of the closet full of clothes, her mother's beautiful antique jewelry box, and the mushroom soup made by her grandmother , so many beautiful things, but she didn't even have the chance to recall them.

Then she heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, the girl tremblingly opened her eyes, the zombie was divided into two equal parts, split straight from the spine to the forehead, lying on the ground like some exotic specimen.Roman stood in front of them holding a long silver sword.

"Sorry, this place is not suitable for the lovely young lady and young master." Roman said with a normal expression, he seemed to have never felt a sense of tension, Kalia thought, and then she vaguely realized that it was only because young people had the ability to relax all the time go down.

Signaling the two minors to take refuge in the cockpit, Roman turned around and added, "If possible, you can learn to sail a boat, and then let Mr. Isa come out to accompany me."

The girl opened the door numbly, and she suddenly felt that it was just because someone was in a relationship.

"The X virus content in the waters exceeds the normal value, five times that of ordinary infected people. This place is more like a petri dish, which magnifies the influence of the virus. The bodies of these infected bodies have greater self-mobility. In theory , a single arm can move by itself. I have never seen such a creative thing since the fall of the group of crazy Manicheans.” Azathoth was almost excited to detect, passing through the objects that fell into the water. Particles, he read out the piles of information directly.

"This level of biochemical attack is enough to completely mutate the planet. Virus X rewrote the DNA of creatures and fused the genes of different species together. It did it in liquid. You are dealing with a fusion Amphibians, humans, and creatures with leech genes, please be careful, the docking rate you turn on is not enough to activate the shield."

"Thank you for your reminder. I'm so moved." Roman responded dryly, cutting off a zombie in half. I can only condescend to make another knife.

"You can empty them in one go, it's not difficult." Asatos said in the tone of a pyramid schemer, he seemed to be very interested in the things in the water.

"I don't want to be so cruel in front of the children," the young man explained slowly, like a perverted necromancer, he chopped every zombie he encountered into a pile of rotten meat before he stopped, he heavily A zombie's wrist was crushed, and the sound of those broken bones was enough to make a normal person numb.

"Don't say that, you're scary now," the symbiote said.

"I'm not referring to this. Before the culprit from the future appears, I will try my best to look like a normal human being." Roman paused, his gaze stayed in front of him, and at the same time he sighed helplessly. "It looks like I'm going to abandon the ship in a while, and I quite like that kitchen."

In the cockpit, Issa has already dealt with one or two zombies. Even if Roman can easily kill them, there will always be some fish that slip through the net - their upper bodies are tightly attached to the glass, and some round suckers Growing on their palms and wrists, squeezed on the glass, densely arranged and constantly wriggling, these organs that originally belonged to humans looked like the tentacles of giant octopuses, and then they turned their heads in unison, um, revealing Some small whip-like interior, smashed the glass.

After seeing the previous scene, Issa knew that just destroying the head was not enough to stop the actions of these floating corpses. He grabbed Kalia's crossbow and kicked a zombie against the wall at the same time. An arrow pierced the dead thing's throat and pinned it to the wall.

The two kids were in charge of the aftermath, which was to beat the zombies with whatever they wanted until they couldn't move—from this point of view, they did learn some brutal but practical ways from Roman.

After making sure that no other human-shaped lizards would crawl in, Issa handed over the driving to Colin. As far as the current situation is concerned, he only needs to hold the rudder a little.

"What happened?" Issa said, he stepped over two or three corpses - the whole deck was like a slaughterhouse at the bottom of hell, the human beings who had been infected in strange shapes were mercilessly divided into Pieces, lined up like limp fish.

"As you can see, I'm not too bad." Roman spread out his hands, his face was fair, and his brows were still indifferent like aristocrats. He was frowning slightly at this moment, as if he had encountered what should I eat for afternoon tea. The same trivial annoyance. "It's just that the traffic ahead is not very good. We have to abandon Julia in five minutes. She is such a good girl."

The tone was too sincere and emotional, and it took Isa a second to realize that the poor girl was the ship, and he quickly looked forward—this gradually narrowing river seems to have come to an end, where Filled with all kinds of boats, cargo ships, rubber boats, and paddle wooden boats, they are all parked there, the mud under them has covered the water they should have, and of course there are others Obstacles, such as piles of floating corpses.

Julia would love this place, there were dozens of mates to choose from, Issa thought, but he couldn't relax the way Roman did.

In front is a cemetery of ships, they are all trapped there, like prey caught in a trap, and then the things waiting at the bottom of the water divide the human beings wrapped inside, and then the prey become hunters, and continue to wait at the bottom of the water , like the entrance to hell.

And now we're fucking on our way to the world of the dead, with a delicious meal and two desserts.Issa held onto the gun tightly, and the speed of the boat began to slow down, the propeller gradually sank in the mud, and the zombies in the water waited for the opportunity to move, like certain soft-shell creatures with strong reproductive capacity, a large number of them clung to the bottom of the yacht .