At the end of the 401st year of the Black Iron Calendar, a large-scale plague broke out in the Kalsa Federation and Greensen City.

This virus came from inexplicably, and it spread throughout the city in an instant, with extremely strong infectiousness, no more than three hours from infection to onset, and the mortality rate was 100%.

Moreover, the corpse after death will gain powerful strength and be full of desire for the flesh and blood of living people, and is called the "walking zombie".

If it weren't for the constraints of some extraordinary factor that prevented this virus from spreading outward, it would have been a difficult task for the entire world to be destroyed.

Even if it was just a disaster that affected a city, hundreds of thousands of zombies created in an instant took away most of the federal energy. The Investigation Office and the army had to rush to rescue and block the surrounding areas. Even Holy Heber and Arkham felt uneasy.

Under such a general environment, the small riots of ghouls and vampires in Kimbert City seem to be nothing.

Even if Ryan and others can provide evidence to prove that the cultists are holding a ceremony to summon ancient people, for ordinary people, the so-called ancient people rule the planet is simply a myth.

What's more, even if you know a little, you don't believe that the remnants of the Eye-Worshiping Church are capable of completing such a huge ceremony.

Coupled with the imminent zombie chaos, various reinforcements were delayed.

The people in Kimbert City were completely desperate. Although the real killing of ghouls and vampires would not exceed 10,000, the psychological pressure caused was extremely huge. The roads outward were filled with various moving cars. After the wealthy fled, ordinary people who were forced to make a living added protective measures to the doors and windows. The prices of various daily necessities soared. When the whole city reached night, it seemed like it had become a dead city.

"dominate……"

In the grocery store, Mollygu stood next to Fang Yuan: "The senior executives of the Baiyan Church have all settled in Kimbert City and have created conditions for capturing the sacrifices and opening the soul's final offer... But I have to say that no matter how the quality of the sacrifices are, their technology is really...backward!"

"It's a sensation to say that being behind is simply a sensation. I seemed to see a group of primitive people dancing with stone tools..." Fang Yuan raised a cup of hot cocoa: "There are a lot of common sense errors in the sacrificial runes, and there are all kinds of irregularities. Even the subject of the sacrificial body can be confused... I haven't been successful in so many years, so it's really the Eye of Darkness to protect them!"

"The most suitable offering of the soul they are preparing to open is Nietzsche, the conquered man who once hunting rituals! But this will obviously conflict with the master's goal. Do I need my action?"

"No, the grocery store is just a safe haven... If a guy who gets a little favor with fate and dies at the hands of a cultist, he will be so lucky..."

Fang Yuan put down the porcelain cup: "But... the people from the Eye Worship Church need help, otherwise even if they complete the collection of flesh, blood, and soul, they will not be able to summon the ancients to come..."

...

The night is dark.

Since the emergence of ghouls and vampires in large numbers, inspections have become a high-risk profession, and they are often killed when attacked by monsters.

At this time, the entire city of Kimbert was in a situation of insufficient police force, and Ryan could not imagine it.

After all, they are all ordinary people, so they must be afraid of monsters and cannot sacrifice their lives.

The top forces of the Investigation Department and the elite military forces have been drawn to Green Forest City. If the zombie virus breaks out there, it will definitely be a disaster of human destruction.

"I even have to work overtime at night, especially if I don't have overtime allowance yet! I hate this job!"

Nietzsche followed a few men in black to patrol, complaining dissatisfiedly.

This is actually just a joke. After all, as an extraordinary person, his salary is definitely higher than that of ordinary people, and he can apply for a special amount of funds to do magic experiments, etc.

Especially now, the situation is critical. Although the above staff is insufficient, the funding requirements will definitely be met.

‘You still have to read a few more pages of the Book of Senluo!’

Nietzsche touched the revolver on his waist, which was filled with enchantment bullets.

But in fact, what he trusts most is his extraordinary ability.

‘That boss Andy definitely has any conspiracy…’ Especially the book of Senro is really all-encompassing. Even Nietzsche was sweating coldly when he read some strange curses.

After reading a few pages, he was confident that he could handle other extraordinary people calmly, and even stabilized the old extraordinary person Angelira.

‘So far, there have been no cases of spiritual attacks…of course, perhaps because it happened too hidden, the most important thing is the ghouls and vampires…’

Nietzsche thought slowly, and suddenly, a sharp scream came from the dark streets, echoing in the empty night, making people shudder.

"Go quickly!"

Nietzsche roared and rushed towards the source of the sound.

When everyone is extremely alert and regards their home as a fortress to renovate it, even if ghouls and vampires want to find the right target, it is not that easy.

Forced invasion has also become an inevitable choice, which can easily cause noise and attract attention.

"It's there! The Gorgeous Building! You call for reinforcements immediately!"

Nietzsche came downstairs and saw a flash of golden flames in his eyes. Even in the darkness, he could clearly see the wooden railings outside the window on the third floor, breaking a big hole.

He climbed over the stairs and found the room corresponding to the window. He heard the sound of fighting inside and kicked the door directly.

Bang!

Wood chips flew and the door was broken.

Immediately, Nietzsche saw the indoor scene.

A woman fell in a pool of blood, with a huge gap on her waist, and her intestines and internal organs were vaguely visible.

A huge ghoul next to him, with all his limbs on the ground, was obviously the culprit.

The male owner of this family is holding a double-barrel hunting rifle, ready to go.

"Go to die!"

Nietzsche quickly pulled his gun and fired. After a few shots, the ghoul broke into a blood hole and fell to the ground.

"Simple and easy, it seems that I was too careful..."

Nietzsche sighed secretly: "So... I am already so different from ordinary people..."

"Who are you? Don't come here!"

The male owner looked flustered at this moment, and the gun muzzle pointed at Nietzsche.

"Hey! Brother, don't worry, I'm not a bad guy, but a civil servant who specializes in dealing with these monsters... Well, I should be considered a civil servant, right?"

Nietzsche smiled and was about to take out his ID and call a few real police officers to come over.

Bang!!

At this moment, the male owner on the opposite side howled and pulled the trigger.

The steel balls in the hunting rifle were like quicksand, covering an area in an instant.

Even though he was an extraordinary person, Nietzsche had only had time to move a distance, and then he felt as if his right arm, waist, and face were stung hard by a hornet. A powerful force came and he couldn't help but take a few steps back: "Damn...what are you doing?"

"Catch you, my little cutie!"

The male owner sneered and rushed forward. His speed and strength were not the category of ordinary people at all.

"flame!"

Nietzsche chanted the mantra quickly, and a golden flame fell on the man.

He screamed and rolled quickly. A layer of skin fell down and suddenly turned into Hannibal's appearance!

"It's you!"

Nietzsche's eyes narrowed: "Vivian, there are so many revenge from colleagues! You can't escape this time..."

"Escape? Why do you want to escape?" Hannibal looked calm and tear open the remaining human skin, as if a gentleman about to attend the dance, especially his eyes, made Nietzsche very uncomfortable, which was the look of treating him as a banquet.

And Nietzsche knew that the other party would definitely do it!

raging!

He stretched out his right hand, and a golden flame suddenly burned out from it.

"Extraordinary! And the level of the controller who can control extraordinary power..." Hannibal's eyes emitted a gleam: "Very good!"

"Okay?" A trembling feeling suddenly spread throughout Nietzsche.

He had no time to think and rushed to the side.

Whoosh!

The next moment, there were a few black tentacles where he was originally.

"Hehe...I recognize you...you are the escaped child..." A woman walked out of the darkness with only one eye: "Come...come to your mother!"

"It's you!"

One-eyed, and this kind of laughter, immediately evoked some memories of Nietzsche, making his eyes red: "Go to die!"

As if he sensed his anger, the terrifying golden flames suddenly surged, taking a cone shape, burning towards the opposite side.

This is the flame control ability he gained after reading a page of Senluo out of context, which complements the Dari meditation method.

raging!

The flames rise and the temperature rises.

The dark tentacles turned into ashes in the flames. Hannibal screamed, covered in fire, and jumped out of the window.

"How dare you..." Barbara's black robe was burned, and there were traces of burns on his face and half of his body, and he roared: "I want to kill you!"

But at this moment, Nietzsche looked at her as if he was watching a dead man and recited a poem in his mouth:

"Your end is coming, endless shadows are enveloping you, the vengeful spirit of death is always wandering around you, the carriages of the underworld are ready to carry you at any time, the rotten vultures are ready to peck at your flesh and blood, the greedy poisonous snakes are always biting your toes, and the burning flames turn your body into ashes... Sinner! Your soul will carry sin and move towards destruction..."

This is what was recorded on the previous page of the Book of Senro, full of negative energy and curses. Even Nietzsche himself had been lucky enough to rely on the Dari meditation and break free from it.

At this time, Barbara's eyes suddenly became confused as he listened to the poem. He pulled out the staff at his waist expressionlessly, and aimed the sharp root at his eyes.

puff!

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