Apocalypse has broken out, zombies run rampant, and natural disasters are continuous.
In his previous life, Zhang Hao fought his way to the end by himself.
But as he looked back, he rea...
The moment we first made contact.
The large cleaver was broken in two by the nine-toothed rake.
This nine-toothed rake is no ordinary weapon; it was forged by Master Mo Yu himself, and its core is the metal skull of a level seven iron-headed zombie. Ordinary weapons simply cannot withstand it.
Moreover, Zhu Wuneng is also very strong.
After all, someone who can hold his own against a top-tier fighter like Sun Aotian is already at the forefront of the Dawn Society, and cannot be stopped by a mere level seven elite mutated wild boar.
With a soft "pfft!"
The lingering power of the rake, like sharp thorns, remained undiminished.
He easily pierced the enemy's collarbone, and a large amount of blood flowed out.
"ah!!"
George screamed in pain.
A look of horror crossed his eyes.
It was about to kneel down and beg for mercy, but Zhu Wuneng didn't give it that chance at all.
The nine-toothed rake slammed down again, and with a loud bang, George's brain was blown to pieces; he died a gruesome death.
George died too quickly.
This not only shocked the Wild Boar Alliance but also the Boxer Association.
Even before the main force carried by the manta rays had landed, these few people alone ended a fierce battle.
Zhu Wuneng picked up the level-seven crystal core and returned to the monkey's side, saying proudly, "Brother Monkey, wasn't I amazing? I smashed George's head in just two moves... They were all dumbfounded, haha."
Sun Aotian rolled his eyes: "Awesome my ass, it was too slow and used two moves. If it were me, Old Sun, I wouldn't even need to use my golden cudgel, one punch would be enough to obliterate it."
"Well, you're the Monkey King, and I, Old Zhu, can't compare to you, but I did contribute. Would it kill you to praise me?"
"I, Old Sun, don't want to praise you."
"Then I'll give you this level seven crystal core."
"..."
Sun Aotian naturally accepted the crystal core, and said with a proud smirk, "Ahem, although you can't compare to me, Old Sun, that George isn't some trash either. You idiot, you've got some skills after all~ Hmm."
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P.S.: I had a nightmare yesterday.
I dreamt that a ghost was pressing down on me. I felt conscious, but I couldn't open my eyes or move. I was so scared. I wonder if any of you would experience this?