Vol 2 Chapter 574: People from the Far South

"Damn it, how could the'death knell' ring at this time?" When a five-person survivor team heard the bell again, they panicked and ran into a nearby warehouse that had been cleared.
Although the last person had slowed down as much as possible when closing the door, the unmaintained door still made a lot of noise.
"Do you want to kill us? Noor?" The leader was wearing a businessman's costume, the pattern was covered by dried blood, and his true color was barely visible.
He lowered his voice and looked at the thin man closing the door, and said fiercely: "If an undead comes to block the door, you are the last one to go!"
The thin man named Nuer was pale, swallowing hard, and nodded stiffly: "I understand."
Several other survivors also glanced at the thin man disgustingly, begging for life in this hell, making mistakes equals death.
No one wants to take their own lives because of the mistakes of others.
They are the scouts drawn out of the Steelwalker camp this morning. The middle-aged man in the lead is called Scott. He used to be the leader of a small caravan. After saving enough money, he settled in Wind's Rest.
Years of experience in going north and south has made him braver and flexible in mind.
Scott was the first group of scouts to go out. In order to increase the coverage area and expand the search range as much as possible, the rule set by the Steel Walker camp is that scouts are not allowed to form teams.
But this kind of ban is just a piece of paper outside the camp, no one will really abide by it, and even the chiefs will not really pursue the responsibility.
So Scott hid in a hut not far away, looking at the scouts coming from the same direction, and when he met what he felt was appropriate, he would invite the opponent to act together to increase the survival rate.
Scott is even thinking about taking them to apply for a fixed team and join the search team if these temporary teammates are still good.
Among the five-person small team, besides Scott himself, three of them were personally selected by him. It looked like a very shrewd and powerful person. Only this Nur came across halfway.
If it weren't for the fact that he shared that he had found a cellar for storing dried vegetables, Scott wouldn't want to bring such an oil bottle.
Scott cautiously looked out through the gap in the door.
At the highest point of the city, there is a bell tower, which was originally built to show the metal casting process of Fengshibao, and a huge iron bell was placed on it.
After the disaster, the big iron clock somehow survived.
Some survivors said that a circle of eyes grew on the surface of the iron clock, and some people vowed to guarantee that the hollow iron clock had been filled with human corpses. Now the mouth of the clock is a big mouth. Survivors who live.
That big iron bell is also called the death knell.
Scott hadn't seen the real appearance of the clock. Although it was hung on the highest point where the lord of the Wind's Breathhold fell, it was even more stupid with mortal eyesight and could not see details.
He doesn't believe what these ordinary people who are about to frighten are saying, but in the days in the Steel Walker camp, he remembered one thing. When the death knell rings, it is time for everyone to fight for their lives.
Most of the time, the "death knell" will be like an ordinary iron bell, keeping quiet, but once the "death knell" rings, the undead in the entire Wind's Breath Fortress will briefly recover their sanity.
This does not mean that the human nature of the undead also returned to the corpse along with the mind. At this time, the undead will become stronger and faster, and more importantly, they will become as smart as humans.
They can even speak and communicate with other familiar undead, as if their life is still the same as before, nothing has changed.
If you accidentally meet an undead who knew you before at this time, Scott is unwilling to recall that scene.
The "death knell" never sounded in the morning. This is the rule that the survivors summarized through observation. It was always quiet before the nobles' wake-up time.
So the scouts will take advantage of this time to search for supplies and find other survivors.
But this law was broken today, and the death knell made a roar of death in the morning.
"Dang!...Dang!..."
"I heard the sound of closing doors from here before!" A rough female voice suddenly appeared outside the door, so that Scott's cold sweat instantly wetted his clothes.
"Maybe it's just that you heard it wrong, you don't even have ears, how can you listen." The other man's voice mocked the woman who had spoken before.
"If you didn't eat my ears, how could I have no ears! I just heard them!" The woman's voice became extremely sharp: "I want to eat meat, I am going to die! Give me meat!"
"Don't worry, we will find meat." The man's voice calmed the woman: "This is a trading zone. Maybe the warehouse is full of meat!"
"You always have ideas, I listen to you." A somewhat old voice suddenly joined the conversation.
This made Scott feel that his calves were beginning to cramp. He turned his head and glanced at the temporary teammates behind him and found that their performance didn't have to be much better.
All of them were shaking in the corner, their faces were pale, and one of them was already kneeling on the ground, praying silently with his hands together.
On the contrary, Noor, whom Scott had always looked down on, looked almost the same as before. Although a little timid, he clenched the sharp knife in his hand.
Scott looked around. The warehouse was not big in size. It stored unprocessed iron ore~EbookFREE.me~ without a window for ventilation. He couldn't help feeling that his luck was a little bad.
Now I can only pray that these undead will not find themselves. Scott has seen the speed of the undead in this state, and it is impossible for them to escape the pursuit of the undead.
However, Feng's Breath Castle has been assigned to its own territory by the Chaos Evil God, and the heavenly gods obviously cannot bless these survivors.
The door was suddenly pulled open from the outside, and the huge force directly pulled the entire door from the door frame!
"I just said, some warehouses may be full of meat!" A tall undead stood at the door, and what Scott was choking was that the opponent had three heads!
The head of an adult man grows where he should have been. The head of an old man grows from his chest, his neck hangs upside down on his chest as if it has no muscles, and it sways with the movements of the undead.
The most terrifying thing is that the head of a woman grows from the back of the undead, and her slender neck is hovering in mid-air like a snake. The entire face is chewed beyond recognition, and the position of her two ears becomes two black holes. , Only the blonde hair can prove her gender.