"Great Lord of Eternal Night, you are the ruler of the Old Ones, you are the controller of Eternal Night, you are the source of everything, you are the Lord who created everything!"

On the eaves of the laboratory, Michelle tightly grasped the "Scepter of God" in his hand and prayed devoutly in a low voice.

As Michel prayed, the 'Scepter of God' in his hand began to condense into stars.

The stars condensed in the scepter in Michelle's hand, and the zombies who were offering sacrifices in the center of the flower bed also clearly felt the strange throbbing on the roof.

Several zombies looked up and saw Michelle praying. They immediately became furious and rushed towards Michelle!

A hurricane with a strong fishy smell flashed towards Michel. Michel could clearly see the horrible zombie with bared teeth running towards him, but his heart remained calm.

A dazzling light burst out from the scepter, and the zombies that suddenly rushed towards Michelle were instantly blown to pieces by the dazzling golden light!

The scorching air waves tore the rubbery skin of the ghoul, but the huge golden light did not stop. It continued to cut through the sky and rushed towards the center of the sacrifice!

“Woooo ...

The faces of the zombies around the sacrifice changed drastically, and they growled low sounds like crying in their throats, but it was obvious that there was a deep sense of anxiety and tension in the sounds.

They are scared!

This thought involuntarily echoed in Michelle's mind, and the zombie's performance the next second made Michelle confirm his thoughts.

The zombies rushed towards the golden light, intending to use their bodies to block the light!

“Puff!”

A dull sound was heard, and the chests of several flying zombies were pierced by the light. It was visible to the naked eye that a bloody hole was created between the chests by the light. The zombies' blood spurted out and they fell to the ground powerlessly.

However... this golden light did not stop because of the zombie's active resistance. The light that cut through the darkness continued to move forward and hit the blazing fire in the center of the garden in one go!

"Woo woo~"

"Woo woo woo~"

The flames of the sacrificial fire kept getting smaller and smaller, and the zombies around showed expressions of fear. Michelle on the roof also breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he had saved Boston.

"It's time to go. If we don't leave now, we'll probably be eaten alive by these zombies..."

Looking at the sobbing zombies, Michelle felt like retreating and was about to leave, but unexpectedly, the flame that was about to go out gradually recovered and began to burn fiercely!

“Damn it!”

Michel's heart sank. The 'Scepter of God' in his hand had lost its power, and now he did not have the courage to face the horde of zombies.

He glanced at John who was struggling on the ground, said sorry in his heart, and began to slowly retreat.

Next, we can only hope that the military can discover this place in time and carry out indiscriminate missile bombing here.

Otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable.

......

"Woo! Woo!"

As the flames rekindled, the surrounding zombies cheered. No zombie paid any attention to Michelle on the roof. They seized the opportunity and began to pray to the flames.

No one paid any attention to the corpse of the zombie on the ground, and the extraordinary person named John was full of fear. He gasped for breath and shook his body hard, but the pain in his limbs made it impossible for him to make strong movements!

To prevent him from escaping, the zombies had already broken his limbs, knocked out his teeth, and cut off his tongue, leaving him unable to move.

He could only wait for death in despair, but the golden light rekindled his hope!

He could only use his body to show that he was still alive and ask people to come and rescue him quickly.

But after struggling for a long time, no one responded to him. He became desperate and felt that life was full of ups and downs.

He raised his head slightly and looked at the blazing flames, as if he vaguely felt that there was something hidden in the flames.

Gradually, the fiery red flame in front of him began to change into a dark blue, and in the center of the flame, a shadow seemed to appear faintly.

What is that?

In extreme fear, John couldn't help but start to have wild thoughts. He stared at the black shadow in the flames and watched the shadow begin to change.

The shadow was a dark mass, pitch black and opaque.

Even so, there seemed to be a strange pattern on it, which made John feel dizzy and his eyes felt a sharp sting.

The flames of the fire were gradually dying out, but John felt that the flames were not extinguished, but that the black shadow had absorbed the flames!

A bone-chilling coldness that was completely like death and emptiness came here. John only felt an endless chill rising up, and the icy wind whistled as if blowing towards him, and the icy feeling spread throughout his body.

In just a few seconds, John felt like he was naked under the ice at the North and South Poles. His whole body was numb from the cold, and even... John felt that his brain was stagnant.

White frost began to gradually spread from John's body, but for some reason, at this moment John felt that he was no longer cold. He felt warm and there was no feeling of coldness at all.

"What on earth is that phantom..."

In the bone-chilling cold that was like death and emptiness, John's cold sensory nerves had become necrotic, making him unable to sense the temperature difference in the outside world and thus unable to regulate his own temperature in time.

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