Vol 2 Chapter 573: Warm and hospitality

Xu Yichen opened the [Red Time] when passing through the city gate and passed through it with the fastest speed.
As expected, the passage closed almost in the blink of an eye. If he took a step slower, he would be sealed by cancerous flesh and blood.
The inertia brought by the degree caused the demon hunter to roll forward continuously at the moment he rushed through the city gate. Less than ten centimeters behind him, the two tentacles of the big city gate crashed on the ground.
In three seconds, Xu Yichen rolled beyond the attack range of the Dacheng Gate, sneering at the tentacles of the tooth dancing claws.
The activated Dachengmen saw nothing to do, and directly blocked the cave on this side with two tentacles, turning the cancer into flesh and blood.
"The lord of the great plague has nearly enclosed the Windbreath Fort in his garden, and your arrival is just another pile of fertilizer, outsider." The voice of the Great City Gate came after layers of protection: " And we will gain eternal life and walk in the world again."
Xu Yichen shot two swords from a distance. Even though the arrows were smeared with his own blood, he still failed to penetrate the two hard-shelled tentacles and hurt the flesh and blood of the opponent.
"Eternal life?" The demon hunter had no time to waste here and put away his bow and arrow: "Aren't you immortal now? It's a pity that the way chaos realizes human dreams is far from what you expect. "
"No, you lied!" The entire gate of the city shook: "Father Nurgle would not do this. His messenger promised us a perfect body. He promised us that we will become a miracle!"
"Look at yourself. From a biological point of view, your existence is a miracle." Xu Yichen walked away without looking back, leaving only a voice floating over: "If you follow the standards of the city gate, you do It's a perfect body."
The demon hunter no longer paid attention to the wailing sound coming from behind. Since the other party still retains his senses, he should be one of the members of the Brotherhood who first offered sacrifices to the evil god.
Xu Yichen himself did not lie, although it was only speculation, but he had seen the evil tastes of the Chaos Evil Gods many times.
The twisted and broken souls of human beings are perfect treasures in their eyes. The purer the souls fall, the more they please them.
Fengshibao is a city full of pragmatism. Inside the solid walls, there are planned blocks and houses. Almost identical buildings are arranged neatly in the most space-saving way.
This is an emerging mining city. If it weren't for this disaster, Xu Yichen would even doubt that there is hope of becoming a primary industrial city.
Although the surrounding natural resources may not be able to supply its sufficient population and the materials it lacks, the lord here has a vague concept.
In broad daylight, Xu Yichen walked in an empty street. Every few meters on the ground, there were suspicious pools of blood, or invisible carrion. The blood-stained bones persisted in the last struggle of the dead.
In every city where the biochemical crisis has been born, there will be a large number of undead, and Xu Yichen and the others often perform slashing or rescue tasks.
This time, it was almost the same. The demon hunter was standing in the street, tapping the metal lamppost made of roadside light with his long sword, making a clear sound.
The sound of messy footsteps appeared in every dark corner, dragging the broken flesh, and the undead appeared in front of the demon hunter with hatred for the living.
"Om!"
A sharp arrow pierced the head of the first undead person who appeared. The other party didn't even see anyone clearly, so Xu Yichen gave him the last kindness.
This is respect for the dead and protection for the living.
When there is no follow-up large-scale sweeping force to support, Xu Yichen doesn't mind to solve the plague bit by bit by dripping water through the rocks.
Even if the plague cannot be resolved, he can also resolve the carriers of these plagues.
In the storage space of the Demon Hunter, there are a total of two thousand arrows, used reciprocally to remove the necessary wear and tear, enough for him to use the Wind's Breath Fortress to completely end.
Therefore, Xu Yichen didn't mean to save ammunition at all. The longbow in his hand kept closing, sending the sharp arrows one by one to where they should go.
The undead constantly appeared crowded the whole street. The closest distance was less than five meters to Xu Yichen, but Xu Yichen still drew his bow and archery calmly.
The demon hunter's footsteps are steady, one step back, each step back is accompanied by two bows, the two closest undead will be headshots and fall, becoming a stumbling block for other undead.
Xu Yichen had observed the surrounding environment before this, and he had at least eight opportunities to shoot arrows before exiting this street.
And the undead before him, there are more than a hundred people.
Compared with cities in reality, the size and population density of cities in this world has made the number of undead more friendly~EbookFREE.me~ If you give him two to three months, Xu Yichen is even sure to be alone. One sword, clean up the entire city.
After overcoming the fear of the dead, these attributes are no different from mortals, but they have lost the rotten flesh of the brain, which is far less dangerous than the danger brought by wild dogs.
He only needs to be patient, kill them one by one, and one day they will kill all these plague carriers.
But how could it be so simple for the plague in exchange for the sacrifice of a whole city creature from the believers.
A sour bell came from a distance, and the undead half of the street seemed to be awakened in sleep, and their chaotic eyes gradually restored clarity.
If it weren't for the rotten meat, tumors, and bite wounds, Xu Yichen would even think that these people were refugees.
"Meat! Fresh meat!" A middle-aged man with a big belly, half of his face was eaten away, revealing his bones, and he shouted at the demon hunter in a vague tone: "Give me meat! Me! Want half of his face!"
What responded to him was an iron arrow braving the cold, passing directly through his brain.
The middle-aged man suddenly rolled his eyes and fell to the ground, losing his vitality.
Other undead are also constantly making similar voices, and the degree and coordination between actions have gradually increased. If they were just walking dead before, these undead have now been upgraded to the mob level.
The undead soldiers in the back split into two lanes and crossed the alleys, intending to outflank the demon hunters from behind, while the undead soldiers in front, whether men, women or children, all charge with their teeth and claws.
"Dang!...Dang!..." The bells in the distance echoed in Xu Yichen's ears.
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