Chapter 1319: A Massacre

Start a killing spree.

Looking at the girl, this was the first word that came into Rong Zan's mind.

And then comes the killing of embryos.

A true killer, a completely emotionless, perfect and powerful killing machine with almost no flaws.

The young man stood there motionless, looking at the girl with the same gaze as a crazy artist looking at his most desired and beloved masterpiece, with an enthusiasm that was almost worshipful.

That's how you should be.

No experiment is more exciting and crazy than seeing you like this.

You were born to be on the battlefield and in the blood.

You were born for this.

The girl stepped on a zombie's head and flew into the air, holding a dagger tightly in both hands. As she fell, her knee hit the zombie's shoulder hard, knocking it to its knees. At the same time, she stabbed the dagger fiercely from the top of the skull and pulled it down. Under the huge force, there was almost no resistance. Blood splattered and half of the zombie's head was cut off almost instantly.

The next second, the girl raised her eyes coldly, grasped the dagger in her palm, and the blade licked the delicate skin, coldly cutting a long gash.

As the almost sweet smell of blood overflowed, the tide of corpses rushing upwards seemed to be under a spell of immobilization or poisoned.

They stared at the stained girl with their pale eyes.

The sweet and fresh taste is sending them a silent and tempting invitation.

Go—go—go and eat her—

But at the same time, the girl pulled the blade from her palm without hesitation. The blade was stained with scarlet, and blood dripped from her palm to the ground. It was like a silent but terrifying shockwave, forcing all the zombies to instinctively resist the temptation - or rather, it was not resistance, but something more terrifying than temptation threatened and frightened them -

Can't go there - can't get close - it's a natural enemy - you'll die if you get close - absolutely -

The tide of zombies slowly retreated, and after a long ten minutes, no zombies could be seen outside the door.

Inside the door, there were broken limbs and bloody brain matter scattered all over the ground. Lin Dong lowered his head, looked at the long cut on his palm, and his eyes slowly turned red.

When she turned around, tears had already run down her blood-stained face. Rong Zan pressed the wound on his arm and was dazed for a moment.

After a while, he suddenly laughed out loud, then sat down with a tired look on his face, slightly closed his eyes, and raised his head to reveal his slender neck.

"Come, let me die quickly."

Lin Dong was crying because of his wound, so he had to pay a little attention to him.

She looked up and asked blankly with a blank expression,

"What?"

Rong Zan opened his eyes and looked at her, then pointed at his arm with a pale face.

"I don't want to turn into a zombie and be hacked apart by you."

His voice was very hoarse, but with a faint smile,

"Please let me die beautifully as a human."

People bitten by zombies will be infected and turned into zombies within a certain period of time.

Lin Dong was stunned for a moment when he suddenly remembered this.

Then she looked at the wound that was caused by her, and then looked down at her palm which had not yet stopped bleeding.

Sniffing, the girl said expressionlessly,

"Drink my blood."

With a little bit of crying that could not be suppressed, Winter raised his hands with a cold face.

"I heard it can resist the zombie virus."

Rong Zan looked at her silently.

In the sight, the girl stood with her back to the light, her nose red from crying, but her dirty face was still expressionless, like a piece of ice.

The way she raised her hand was like a child asking for candy, but blood gradually gathered in her thin yet strong palm, and then fell to the ground and shattered in the light.

With a snap.

It was like it was hitting his heart directly.