Lu Nange died in a car accident and woke up inside a male-oriented apocalypse novel.
Good news:
Her original identity was a rich, beautiful socialite—and the younger sister of one of ...
Amidst the chaos of the battlefield, a level seven wind-element zombie was enveloped in a wildly swirling current of air, propelling it at an astonishing speed as it swept past the horde of zombies and hurtled straight toward the high platform where Lu Nange and her group were!
"Gah—! Ugly thing!"
Gangzi, who had been assigned by Lu Nange to keep watch in the air, had its feathers bristle and its wings flapped rapidly.
Several sharp ice spikes crisscrossed and shot towards the rapidly approaching figure!
However, the level 7 wind-type zombie used the airflow to suddenly stop and change direction, not only easily avoiding all the ice spikes, but also using the force to rise again, soaring into the sky and heading straight for the macaw in mid-air!
Almost simultaneously, seven or eight invisible wind blades blocked all of Gangzi's dodge angles and slashed down!
Although Gangzi has a small head, it is quite clever. At the critical moment, it suddenly folded its wings and plummeted vertically for several meters, narrowly escaping the wind blade.
The wind blade grazed its magnificent, long tail feathers, severing a few feathers interwoven with blue and gold.
"Ugly thing! Ugly thing! I'll fight you to the death!"
After regaining his footing, Gangzi was enraged. His beak gaped open, and his ice-type supernatural power surged wildly within him...
This time, instead of just a few ice spikes, several ice needles instantly condensed and rained down on the wind-type zombies like a storm of pear blossoms!
The wind-type zombie moved through the air like a ghost, causing most of the ice needles to miss.
It seemed to be enraged by the macaw; its blue eyes flashed with ferocity, and wind blades gathered and swirled around it...
At this critical moment—countless threads gleaming with a cold metallic light appeared out of thin air.
Golden threads intertwine and entwine in the air...
Just as the wind-elemental zombie unleashed its full power to unleash its wind blade storm, its form momentarily frozen due to the energy output...
Lu Beiye uttered softly, "Bind!"
With a sudden, sharp inward twist of his ten fingers!
"Pfft! Pfft pfft pfft pfft—!"
A series of muffled thuds as sharp objects pierced flesh exploded outwards!
The level seven wind-element zombie's suspended body suddenly stiffened, and a strange "hoarse" sound came from its throat.
Countless tiny blood spots burst open all over its body in an instant. Those golden threads, almost invisible to the naked eye, had pierced through it dozens of times from its head to its limbs, as if sewing!
It's like a bizarre marionette suddenly nailed into mid-air, covered in blood.
A slightly thicker golden thread deftly coiled, piercing his brow, wrapping a crystal core within, and quickly retracted...
The blue light in the zombie's eyes went out completely, and its body, having lost all support, plummeted from the sky, crashing heavily into the horde of corpses below...
Gangzi flapped his wings and glided down gracefully: "Thanks, Ono! Gaa... I almost turned into a bald parrot!"
......
At this moment, the three level-eight zombies facing the greatest pressure were being held back by Lu Nange and Chi Yanzhou respectively.
The remaining level six and seven zombies... continuously manipulated the elusive vines, piercing through skulls or temples with a single strike to quickly seize the crystal core.
Shi Xu used his mental power to lock onto a level seven zombie in the horde, manipulating ice-type abilities to attack the Flame Heart Shield.
The level seven zombie suddenly stopped moving, its eyes flashing blue light.
The next second, without warning, it swung two ice spikes and pierced through the level seven zombie beside it.
"Hehe!"
The attacked zombies instinctively retaliated.
The two level-seven zombies immediately began to wrestle and bite each other, attacking and tearing at one another...
Not far away, He Zhuo and Ji Xian were working together seamlessly.
He Zhuo manipulated the ground in a large area to soften and collapse instantly, forming a giant pit with a diameter of more than ten meters and a depth of several meters.
Dozens of zombies huddled together were caught off guard, howling as they were plunged into the mass of zombies, sinking faster the more they struggled.
Ji Xian suddenly raised both hands upwards.