Chapter 197 High-level zombie!
"Something's going on!"
The psychics who retreated to the arsenal took turns observing the situation outside.
Everyone in the arsenal tensed up instantly, and looked through the gap in the arsenal door to see what was happening outside.
Shuxin also moved her body and looked outside.
After seeing clearly the "man in black robe" standing outside the door, Shuxin's heart skipped a beat and a feeling of uneasiness began to spread. Before she could take a closer look, her eyes were covered by a pair of large hands. A familiar breath enveloped her, and her uneasy heart instantly calmed down.
Shuxin turned around and hugged the person behind her tightly, drawing an endless sense of security from him.
The face hidden under the black robe gradually lifted up, and the blue-gray skin emerged from the shadows. Combined with the dark purple lip color, the identity of the man in the black robe was revealed.
"Zombies!"
"High-level zombie!"
The superpowers inside the door recognized each other's identities, and their deliberately suppressed voices rose one after another, but the same thing was that each voice contained fear.
As the zombies level up, their decayed appearance due to the zombie virus will slowly return to being smooth, and no signs of decay can be seen from the outside.
According to researchers' speculation, zombies will begin to regain some human thoughts starting from the fourth level, and their appearance and thoughts will become more human-like with each level up. The highest-level Zombie King is very likely to look exactly like a human.
The black-robed zombie standing outside the cave no longer had any signs of decay on its face, and the rest of its body was covered by the black robe and could not be seen for the time being.
But we can still judge that its level will not be lower than level five, it may be level six, or even higher!
The other psychics in the gate couldn't help but feel a sense of despair and regretted accepting this mission.
"Everyone take the weapons they know how to use and prepare for battle!" Yang Yingyi's mind worked quickly and he asked the space mutant to stop.
The morale of the people was low as they had not yet fully recovered from the battle. Most of them stood there in a daze. Only a few of them moved.
"It's no use retreating or being afraid at this time. We are all powerful psychics in the base. Do you just want to stand there and wait to die? Only by fighting to the death can you have a chance of survival. If you don't want to die, hurry up and get your weapons!" Yan Mo shouted coldly.
His words were like a basin of ice water, waking everyone up abruptly. As if waking from a dream, they rushed forward to grab the powerful weapons.
As soon as Yang Yingyi started talking, Xiangwen and the other two immediately took out the weapons they were good at, and also helped Yan Mo and Shu Xin.
The door of the armory slowly opened, and the people with weapons in hand stared at the black-robed zombie on the platform, with a hint of ferocity and determination in their eyes.
Preemptive strike. Attack.
"Hoo!"
The black-robed zombie came as ordered, and his eyes full of white and bloodshot scanned everyone and locked onto Shuxin as if confirming the target.
Unhappy with being hindered in his actions, he casually slapped away an earth-type mutant. A series of roars came out of the black-robed zombie's throat: "Hiss—Roar—Roar—!"
The roar of the black-robed zombie made the crowd's attack more fierce.
Knowing that the opponent's target was Xinbao, Yan Mo had been by Shuxin's side since the beginning of the fight, not leaving her side for a single step. All of his attacks were from long range, instead of rushing forward like before. He would not make the same mistake twice.
The black-robed zombie is made of metal, and its attack and defense capabilities are not weak. The fire suppression of the crowd can only restrain it temporarily, and the damage caused to it is almost negligible.
Fire-type psychics have a restraining effect on gold-type psychics, but in the previous battle, the fire-type psychics consumed too much energy, and the rest time was very short, so the recovered energy was not much. It would be better to use it in critical areas.
The black-robed zombie's patience, which had been blocked for a long time, was exhausted, and he no longer tried to rush into the crowd to take away his target.
It wants to eat all the food that is in its way!
“Hohoho——!”
The black-robed zombie condensed a large and thick metal shield with one hand to block the attacks of the food, and with the other hand condensed an energy ball containing huge energy and threw it out.
“Get out of the way!”