Your Highness, zombies are coming

The dry air flowed in a circular arc, different from the air in the greenhouse, with obvious aggressiveness and even unpleasant heat. Everyone in Isa was looking forward to the arrival of this moment——The people gathered by Lild The pile of plants had already burned, and the vines on his body became weak and easy to break free.

The man raises the gun, his hand still shaking from the blocked blood, and a few feet away, the teeth of the newborn zombie are almost piercing Luna's body - Issa pulls the trigger, he can't even guarantee it The end point of this bullet, thank God, he hit the tenth ring in this shooting state that even a novice can't match. The jaw of that zombie was directly smashed, and it obviously hasn't developed the ability to grow teeth in the blink of an eye.

As for the zombie lady's boyfriend, he has already stretched out his hand in a rage, and those thorns are glowing with metallic light, deriving crazily.However, in the next second, Lild's body was sliced ​​open, directly divided into two sides, like the most fragile ceramics, turned into dozens of pale meat pieces, and fell to the ground.

Issa saw a slender sword, with mercury-like shadows on the blade, flowing from top to bottom, with a relief of stacked roses on the top. Its owner walked towards Issa, wearing the most familiar clothes of men. His boots, with scratches on them that belonged to second-hand products, the crown prince of a certain alien planet just doesn't want to replace such replicas.

"Can you give priority to your own situation, Isa?" The young man lowered his body and looked at his companion who was half lying on the ground. The bruises seemed to have exhausted even the strength to stand up alone.

"If the situation permits, no one wants to be hunted down by mutated plants." Issa took the other's hand and stood up unsteadily. The flames not far away were extremely strong, licking everything that could burn, the plant The aggregate of the firewood is obviously more suitable for making firewood. The white skin has become blackened, and the brownish-yellow juice inside is rolling, as well as the unwelcome sour smell.

"I have to remind you that this is the third time. For that woman, you have put your life on the line like an idiot." Roman said unceremoniously. He looked behind him, and the girl hadn't woken up yet. signs. "You'd better stay away from her, that lady is definitely not the most innocent person."

"It's none of your business." Issa said casually, and he even patted Roman's shoulder habitually. The young man's complexion was not so good-looking, pale, bloodless, a bit of a precursor to infection by the zombie virus.

"Stop, honey, she's alive and well, and she doesn't need someone to lend a helping hand." Roman said, and he grabbed Issa with his backhand, with an indisputable meaning.

"You have no position to say that, Roman, last time you rushed into the warehouse and almost killed me, of course today is not much better, because you gave up the attack on your own initiative, we are about to die in that pile of crazy plants It's in my hand." Issa realized that he couldn't get rid of a certain annoying ghost, his wrist was almost painful, and the other party still didn't want to let go.

There are still blue floating dust floating around, faintly showing a regular hexagonal shape in the air, completely different from this humid and primitive environment, only the inorganic, calculated beauty, just like the intelligence brain should have It may be that the neurotic computer impressed him too deeply. Issa remembered the way that guy stood up to Roman, talking about the dark side of his master in a show-off tone.

What did that intellectual brain say? After such a long time, Issa found that he could still remember part of it. "He's just a bad-natured young man with a good disguise." This is really stupid, remembering verbatim a machine's nonsense, the thing wants to kill itself, what he said Not even shit.

But that's well documented, isn't it?A voice lingered in the man's mind. Roman had always disliked Luna, and he had been complaining from the very beginning, and he was fully capable of putting all his assumptions into action, taking advantage of a monster attack, and killing a person who was not pleasing to the eye. Human beings, this kind of thing is not difficult to do.

"...You have all the plans?" Issa paused for a while, he pushed Roman away with one hand, and looked at him carefully.The young man blinked his eyes in some puzzlement, with a very puzzled look on his face. Those pair of beautiful purple pupils were the same as usual, carrying some kind of magical power that made people hesitate.But for a man, his lover has used innocent eyes in exchange for his forgiveness more than once.

Issa stared at the other party and said word by word: "You want to kill her, don't you?"

"Maybe," Roman sighed, and said softly, "If it wasn't for her existence, you wouldn't have encountered so many messy things. You almost turned into a zombie when you first entered the base. Couldn't you learn Stay away from her?"

The man took a step back, and countless thoughts came out and swirled in his head.For the first time, Issa realized that beside him was not a lover who could only act like a baby, but a human being whom he did not understand.In Issa's more than ten years of work, he has indeed killed many people, most of them are required by missions, and a small part are scum that is not pleasing to the eye.

According to his mercenary relative who died early, most of the guys who would send out bullets for boring reasons are mentally ill. Their brains are like expired explosives that can explode at any time, and there are no rules at all.Although he didn't like the old man's bad living habits, Issa still agreed with this point of view. Although he was doing illegal work, he was still a little far away from being anti-human.

Well, he seemed to be suffering from a neurosis. Issa took a deep breath. He didn't think about how to deal with Roman, so he could only say something vicious to stay away from her, and then walked towards where Luna was.Minced meat belonging to zombies can be seen everywhere. After being torn apart, they are more like white foam discarded by humans, with a strange smell of gasoline, slumped on the ground.

The flames not far away were terribly strong, as if they could cross the border at any time, but except for the drifting smoke, they seemed to have a prescribed path, just clinging to the virus aggregate and extending.

The brown-haired girl was lying on her side on the ground, half of her face had thin scratches, and the thorns were still on her wrist. Issa carefully pushed aside the plants, and a small part got stuck in the flesh. As they were peeled off, blood also slowly flowed out.

"Can I ask to wait for the rescue team?" A weak voice said, it was Luna, she seemed to have just woken up, she stood up with difficulty, and looked sideways at Issa.

"I'm afraid that won't work," said the man, and he held out his hand, motioning the latter to stand up quickly. "Continuing to stay here will lead to a hypoxic coma, and there are two children staying outside, and they are probably terrified."

"Slow down!" The woman who was being supported up complained, "I have injuries all over my body." She said, and then took a step or two staggeringly.

"Do you need my help?" Roman asked, instead of looking at the person involved, he stared at Issa, as if to ask for the other party's consent.

"You can just lead the way." Issa said bluntly. The young man nodded unhappily, and then took out the long sword. In the environment that was gradually darkened by the smoke and dust, the silver metal became cold and glowing. A layer of halo, even though it crossed a wall of fire, these light blue things did not disappear, on the contrary, they spread, and the flames wherever they went were as clean as if they had been swallowed.

Luna seemed to be injured so badly that she didn't even have the strength to open her eyes. Issa carefully supported her, thankful that there was no need to explain this cold weapon that was more effective than fire extinguishing agent.

The visibility was getting lower and lower, the burning ashes kept falling, and the air became less friendly, lingering around with a suffocating density.Issa was a little worried about Kalia. Although that little girl was always very smart, if she left her place...

"Don't worry," Roman seemed to know what he was thinking, and said slowly: "Before I left, I set up a protective shield, and she knew she should stay there."

Just as Issa was about to say something, the people in front stopped, "Someone is coming." Roman said.

Out of the smoke came a man in vigilante uniform, "We just searched the perimeter, thank God you're still alive," the man said, though he only stared at Luna, with a look that seemed less concerned about the lives of the others. Look interested.

Issa gently moved Luna's arm away. He wasn't sure about the depth of those wounds. It might have reached an artery. After all, there was a lot of blood at the scene, and those pieces of rotten flesh wouldn't have such things.If he turned his head, he would find that the blond young man beside him had been looking at him, and the pupils that only belonged to the imperial family had become dark and elusive.