The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 105 The Robber Who Reached a Consensus with the Walking Corpse

The triangular scales heard the voice of their companions laughing,

"Haha, Bai has such a thick face, and it's still disfigured?"

"Frightened waste!"

"Today there is one less item."

Covering his injured face, he ran around all the people and obstacles, jumped from the floating island back to the mountain, climbed over the top of the floating mountain to the temporary camp in the low valley behind.

"Brother Face, what's wrong with you?"

Trianglescale's eyes were gloomy, and he drew out his knife and came to the cave sealed off by the thick stone fence, and smashed the animal skin rope above with one knife.

he growled,

"Release it!"

A few doormats who had no fighting power and had always been left behind to guard the camp were trembling,
"Now?"

"Brother Face, but our people just rushed down."

"No, no way!"

The triangular scale knife rested on one of the men's necks, saliva mixed with blood was sprayed all over his head and face,
"I told you to let you go, just let it go!"

A few people were so frightened by his bloody and crazy eyes that they didn't even dare to fart. They quickly took out a bucket, grabbed a lump of black and smelly mucus in the bucket, and wiped it on their bodies.

The triangular scales also wiped some hastily, and then found a few pieces of bloody raw meat from the messy camp, and threw them in front of the cave.

With the opening of the fence, countless walking corpses swarmed out of the dark cave, and vicious dogs rushed to eat the raw meat on the ground.

The pieces of meat were eaten up quickly, and the gray, blue, and red eyes of these walking corpses fell on the surrounding triangular scales and others, hesitantly smelling the smell on them, and kept wandering
But in the end, they were still attracted by the sound from the mountain, abandoning Triangle Scale and others rushed out in a swarm.

"call"

After all the walking corpses left, Trianglescale breathed wantonly.

All of them have been infected. Although they are still human, they already have signs of alienation and the smell of walking corpses.

Coupled with the black mud in the barrel, it is not a problem to deceive these stupid walking corpses, and thus a set of procedures for "captive" walking corpses to induce them to do things came into being.

Of course, the premise of all this is that the walking dead are not crazy because of hunger.

Otherwise, they would fight and devour each other, not to mention these half-bred scavengers.

"tsk"

The group of corpses quickly disappeared on the top of the mountain, and Trianglescale spit out a meaningless syllable, full of irony.

The others tremblingly said,

"Face, brother face, they will find out and kill us!"

The triangular scale found a lump of green ointment to apply to the wound on the face, and then used the freshly peeled deerskin that hadn't dried yet to stick it together.

After finishing all this in a slow manner, he drew his knife violently,

"Crack!"

The person who spoke was slashed at the neck with a knife, and he fell straight with his eyes wide open.

The triangular scales hold the knife,

"There are two intact floating islands below. Do you two want to stay here, or?"

The two scavengers, who were as thin as dry wood, looked at the corpse of their companion on the ground, and turned their heads to look at each other stiffly.

The triangular scale looked at the two wrestling with satisfaction, and waited patiently for the result from the sidelines.

In less than a minute, one of them got up from the ground and squeezed out a bloody smile towards the triangular scales.

He staggered to a certain place in the camp, found a bag of dry meat, and put it in his mouth to gnaw.

After eating two pieces of dried meat the size of a fist, he was finally full, and found a bottle of clean water in another person's temporary den, and drank it all.

He picked up the knife and put it on his waist, thought for a while and added an axe,
"Brother Face, I have no way out, I'll follow your orders."

Trianglescale looked at him with interest,
"Loach, right? You bastard can do it. Why didn't I realize that you are also a man to make?"

Loach wiped the blood from his face,

"Brother Face, it's impossible for the walking dead to kill them all. What if the rest of them come back?"

He just ate other people's meat and drank other people's water, and in his weak state that he hadn't eaten a few full meals, he couldn't bear the next round of beatings.

The furry deerskin on the face of the triangular scales looks somewhat funny, but the fierceness in the eyes stings like needles,
"return?"

He didn't continue talking, but climbed to the top of the peak to observe.

He might have been scared out of his wits in the game just now, standing at this place overlooking the battlefield, the triangular scales couldn't help but tighten their bladders.

The small floating island centered on the heavy-armored walking corpse and three humans, as if two flesh and blood mills had been formed.

He clearly saw his former companions rush forward in groups of one or two, and then were knocked down to the ground without a pause, like dominoes without the ability to resist.

The corpses piled up in a full circle around the two points, and the splashed blood seemed to form two huge bright red eyes.

At this time, the large group of walking corpses that were released had found a suitable place to land on the empty island, roaring and swarming up.

This group of walking corpses will not completely ignore the scavengers, because the main premise is that they are not hungry enough and the scavengers are smeared with black oil.

Therefore, after the walking corpses jumped onto the floating island in groups, the scene suddenly became chaotic.

The scavengers were forced by the walking corpses to flee forward crazily, but in front of them were two groups of flesh and blood mills standing still, and for a while they turned into sandwich pies, unable to advance or retreat.

Under the desperate and frantic impact of the scavengers, the speed at which the two flesh and blood mills harvested life was obviously interrupted, and a few people would rush past their defense line from time to time.

But to the surprise of the triangular scales, the "mill disc" did not collapse and be swallowed directly, but it seemed that the "points" that constituted the mill disc became denser.

"Wait, what's going on"

The triangular scales froze suddenly.

A woman, the pretty mature woman who only glanced briefly at her.

She stood in front of a tombstone-shaped building, and every ten seconds or so, she stretched out her hand and pulled (by mistake) a strange black figure out of it.

The dark humanoid creature is obviously another kind of walking corpse. After coming out, it immediately ran forward and merged into the millstone.

The frequency is consistent and the source is endless.

what is that?
So what the hell is it? !

Trianglescale and Loachman were all dumbfounded.

The reason why their group of scavengers can occupy this most "prosperous" area and start a trail-cutting business is because of their unique ability to tame walking corpses, which makes other groups retreat three feet.

Now there is such a woman who can continuously "summon" strong walking corpses who obey orders out of thin air?
The heavily armored walking corpse that smashed the head of its companion with a hammer turned out to be her creation!

The unspeakable fear, the stronger sense of fear than when he escaped from death, instantly swallowed the triangular scales.

At the same time, a voice roared crazily in his heart,

"If you get her, you will get her even if you die!"

(End of this chapter)