"Feel sorry!"

Carl put the muzzle of the gun in front of the helmet and blew a few puffs. Then he looked at the sturdy zombie who gradually stopped twitching with pity. His heart was like Germany in World War II, without any ripples.

In Carl's mind, zombies can no longer be considered human beings.

This actually applies to the vast majority of undead creatures.

The changes brought about by negative energy are far more distorted than most people think.

It is not uncommon for parents who desperately protected their children when they were alive to eat their children directly after being transformed into undead creatures.

"V, take her to Nia for research."

After breaking the connection with V, Carl handed the zombie to V, while he continued to explore forward.

It’s not that he is skilled and brave, but mainly because the abnormal behavior of the zombies made Carl realize that something was wrong.

What if the Storm Dragon Mark Family's magician is also transformed? Then...

"I hope the dwarves who copied the dragonmarks of the family have saved their lives. Otherwise, things will be really troublesome."

Now we are catching up with the live broadcast of the Nine-Layer Path Competition, and at this moment, everyone's attention is focused on the competition.

The number of people coming to Baofeng for vacation has dropped sharply compared to previous years.

If the Lich Queen controls the remaining Storm Dragonmark Mages, then the entire Storm will temporarily become her testing ground.

"Buzz~"

The pattern on the power armor changed from red to blue, and Carl moved forward like a ghost. The rain curtain and the roaring sound of rain became his best collaborators, and few people could find him before he launched an attack.

From the B&B to the hotel, Carl didn't see any other zombies along the way.

However, the closer you get to the hotel, the louder the noise becomes.

“Cure Disease! Priests, quickly use Cure Disease to heal the professionals in the front row! Hey, you! If you don’t have any spell slots, use magic to harass these poisonous corpses!”

In the crowd, a young man who looked like a mage was blushing as he directed the professionals in the hotel to deal with other professionals who had turned into zombies.

He held a few crystal balls in his hands, and whenever there was a mistake in the defense of a certain place, he would throw a crystal ball.

After being thrown, the crystals will begin to break apart, and then release the spells contained in them.

This is a unique method used by mages of the "School of Time".

Those crystal balls are equivalent to spell scrolls that only time mages can use.

However, the young wizard's usage was obviously a bit too rough and direct. Those crystal balls should have been sealed by his master using special techniques for him to use.

"It looks like they are members of the Twelve Academy who have a good relationship with the Dragon Mark Family."

Guessing the other party's identity, Carl shot out lightning, hitting several zombie professionals.

Despite having become undead creatures, the intelligence of these professionals has not actually been damaged much.

Following the lightning's attack route, they immediately surrounded it.

"bite!"

The sharp arrow hit the surface of the power armor, and the specially designed arc of the armor directly bounced off the inaccurate attack.

But at this moment, Carl saw the runes on the wooden shaft of the arrow.

"Grass!"

He only had time to shout out before the violent explosion enveloped him.

“Priest! A priest with long arms, please heal that warrior! Damn it! How dare someone come out in the face of this strange alchemical rain!”

Although he was cursing, the young wizard obviously had no bad intentions.

But the embarrassing thing was that Carl was too far away and the priests' healing spells could not reach him.

“Huh~”

Suddenly, an orange-yellow light appeared in the green rain curtain.

A fire tornado rushed out from the smoke of the explosion and rushed towards the position of the zombie army.

Wrapped in flames, the golden rune bar on Carl's chest was shining with magical light.

When they lit up, flames became as easy as wielding a sword in Carl's hands.

This is not an easy task. Since Carl made them, he has only been able to activate their effects occasionally.

Driven by the vortex of flames, Carl flew into the group of zombies. The powerful kinetic energy brought by the flames instantly killed several relatively weak zombie professionals.

However, the zombies were not uncooperative. Just as Carl was getting deeper, a zombie suddenly transformed into a giant zombie bear and stopped Carl.

Looking at the giant bear with green eyes, Carl's pupils shrank.

“Ah~”

With a roar through its dry vocal cords, the giant bear waved its claws towards Carl.

"Bang!"

Carl raised his arms and used the 19 points of strength of the power armor to withstand the blow.

But the giant bear's power is not limited to this.

The tattered gloves on its bear paws also began to exude magical power at this time.

"Plop"

Carl, who had been squatting in a horse stance to take the blow, was forced to kneel on one knee by the powerful force.

Faintly, he even heard the groaning of the power armor's bearings.

'Why is there a high-level druid here?'

Such a question flashed through his mind, but Carl didn't have time to think about it anymore, as he was swept away by the giant bear.

Several agile zombies wanted to pry open Carl's power armor and eat him up, but Carl just ran and entered the hotel with the help of the young wizard.

"Hey! Brother, my name is Sheril, a level 5 time mage. I'm glad to have you join me."

Before Carl could say anything, a priest came up and performed a healing spell on Carl.

"That strange green rain can repeatedly infect creatures that are contaminated by it. Animals infected by it will also infect normal creatures if they bite them, but it can be cured by the cure of disease."

After briefly introducing these, Sherrill smiled sheepishly.

"Brother, we are in need of a front row like you, you see..."

Rubbing their hands like flies, Sherrill and several pastors looked at Carl expectantly.

“Leave it to me!”

After activating his psychic power, Carl called out to V in his heart. With his current strength, he could not defeat the high-level druid.

But before that, Carl can delay this guy for a while.

Flames reappeared on his body, Carl leaped high and launched a knight kick towards the group of zombies.

The priests quickly applied various buffs to Carl, and a bard holding an accordion even sang on the spot.

An invisible force resounded among the crowd, and everyone's physical strength was improved to varying degrees.

With such an increase in power, Carl punched the giant bear in the cheek.

The canine fangs covered with green mucus flew out of the opponent's mouth, but the giant bear immediately turned its head back with its extraordinary strength.

"roar!"

Opening his bloody mouth, the zombie druid actually wanted to bite Carl to death!

“Try this!”

At the critical moment, Carl launched a thunder wave.

The thunderous damage of the ultrasonic wave spread all around in an instant, and many zombies with poor physical fitness immediately fell to the ground with their heads tilted, and it was unknown whether they were dead or temporarily numbed by the shock.

"Well done, brother!"

Inside the hotel, Sheril's excited voice was heard.

(End of this chapter)