Medieval Reiki Revival

Chapter 116 Zombies
It was late at night, and even my breathing slowed down.

There seems to be a pure black curtain in the sky, and buildings like bamboo hats float on the horizon.

The door of the hotel was tightly blocked by tables and chairs, the oil lamp was blown out and then lit, but the light of the candle could only occupy a corner of the line of sight.

Ivan propped his hands on the table, and the window facing his face was lost in thought.

Squeaky——!
The airflow screamed, and the window opened slowly in the oppressive atmosphere.

The chill that belongs exclusively to the dark world began to erode the room, only a continuous and strange grinding sound was heard, and the vellus hair on the back of the thinker's neck suddenly stood up.

He rolled over and jumped, landing lightly on both feet.

Ivan came outside and walked forward quickly.

He clenched his teeth, trying to recall as much as possible the source of that strange sound.

The legs moved quickly, almost forming a rolling wheel, while rolling over a trace on the ground, they didn't make much noise.

Ivan simply jumped onto the wall. Anyway, the city walls of Le Mans are much thicker than those of ordinary cities. Even if the vision is not clear at night, it is not easy to go astray.

Soon, he came to a familiar place.

The running water was flowing smoothly in the dark, no whirlpools or algae could be seen, the river was as clean as ice, the two sides of the house were not far apart, and there was a sling for moving bricks and tiles in the middle, and several children were hiding on it and preparing to escape .

Ivan recognized these people at a glance as the children caught during the day, and they staged a drama of birth, parting and death.

"Oliver, run away!"

"No, Chuck, old Fagin's still behind."

Oliver cried, his little face was white and black, and he pushed the rope away with his little hand, and ran in another direction.

Ivan narrowed his eyes. In this dim area, his vision gradually became clear, and soon he found the gray-robed man who was wreaking havoc in the house.

These people have rigid limbs and rigid bodies.

The cloths hanging in the air couldn't stop them in the slightest, so they poked them into pieces with their fingers.

"Ah." The woman's cry resounded through the sky.

The sound is not here.

In other places.

Ivan immediately stood up and looked around.

He soon realized that not only in this place, but also in other places, there were gray-robed people doing evil.

"Anyway, let's save people first."

Old Fagin hid behind the table, and those gray-robed men seemed to be unable to see him, scratching at the bed, cabinet, and kitchen utensils.

Their fingers are as hard as steel, and when they fall on the wooden board from top to bottom, they can smash the furniture to pieces.

Trembling, he begged these people not to find him.

The old man was still wearing a nightgown, and the wool socks he stole from somewhere were one length and one short, looking very funny.

The man in gray robe almost smashed the things, and immediately stared at the only intact table.

Fagin shrank his head, not knowing where to put his eyes.

Just when he couldn't hear the slightest sound and thought that the monsters had left, a pair of big blue hands strangled his neck, grabbed the old man from behind the table, and swung him towards the wall.

The thin bones of the body rolled into a ball and flew towards the wall aggressively.

If this blow hits.

Old Fagin's spine was broken in two at least.

"Ah ah ah."

He waved his arms in the air, and his glasses fell to the ground and rolled aside.

Just at the very moment, Ivan broke in through the window suddenly, and the willow shutters were broken into countless pieces, some of which hit the eyes of the gray-robed people without causing any discomfort.

He seized old Fagin's coat with one hand, as if pulling a pig.

"Ah, be careful, be careful."

Old Fagin's eyes widened, and his nose was only [-] centimeters from the wall.

There was a heavy rain on the forehead, and beads of sweat fell down the chin and into the nostrils.

"Ouch, my old bones."

"That hero, you put me down first, these monsters are not easy to mess with."

monster?

Ivan put him down, turned around and looked at him carefully.

No wonder it was a monster. Except for the robe and eyes, the rest of its body was surrounded by blue scorodites. Its body was as hard as a wooden man's. It couldn't even walk normally, it could only jump like a zombie.

The grinding sound that Ivan heard before was made by them.

Feeling angry at his gaze, the blue zombie jumped a few times on the spot, turned around, and then let out a roar, a stinging stench spurted out from the depths of its mouth.

"Oh my god."

Ivan pursed his lips with difficulty.

The smell reminded him of encountering a thrush patient when he first started practicing medicine.

Oliver came running back, calling anxiously, "Old Fagin."

Old Fagin struggled to get up: "Oliver, you should get out of here."

"No, I'm a little worried about you."

"It's still very dangerous here, let's run quickly."

The two of them have already recognized Ivan: "I said the little brother in the daytime, these monsters are invulnerable, and they can't beat them at all. I think we should find a chance to escape."

There was no lack of lighting in the house, and a fire of coals burned in the fireplace.

The orange-red light shone on the blue crystal, reflecting a curved radiance.

Ivan didn't bring a horseshoe, and his weapons and luggage were still in the hotel, but he didn't want to just leave, he wanted to see how powerful this blue zombie was.

"These guys can't cross the river, go there."

Oliver still wanted to stay here to help, but old Fagin dragged him away.

"It's so disrespectful."

"The weak slip away first, but they are fighting for righteousness."

A total of two zombies broke into the house, and they all looked similar.

They all like to stare and talk.

Ivan grabbed an iron rod from the pile of debris, and he looked at the other side carefully, but the zombies didn't talk about routines. Seeing that Oliver was almost gone, they quickly jumped in front of Ivan and faced him. scratched his face.

Huh, the wind blows your ears.

The speed of the blue claws is fast, but the preparatory action is too slow.

Ivan just needs to get out of the way before it starts.

Even if the other party has two, it is the same.

Ivan rushed to the back of the zombies, aimed at one of them and smashed it hard.

The deafening sound first appeared, and then spread to the surroundings, and the powerful force smashed the robe behind the zombie.

Blue crystals burst all over the sky.

At the same time, because of the impact, the zombie flew out directly.

"Roar--!"

The zombie is angry, this is the first time it feels pain.

It jumped down from the ground and cooperated with another zombie to attack.

Ivan dodged easily, subconsciously observing the wound he had just caused.

On the zombie's back, there were only cracks in the surface layer of blue crystals, exposing the deeper blue crystal muscles, immersed in oil-like black blood.

"so hard."

The iron rod in his hand was already curled.

Ivan thought to himself: "The hardness of the horseshoe exchanged from the system is slightly better than that of ordinary steel. If it is really head-to-head, it may not be able to solve this kind of monster, and"

The old Fagin's family is not the only one in the house by the river, there are also monsters in other places.

If these monsters gather together, they will attack at the same time.

Ivan felt that he had no way to cope.

Rather than relying on manpower, it is better to find cannons and bomb a few more times.

Seeing that the temptation was almost over, Ivan jumped to the roof to hide. These zombies lost their target and could only vent their anger on the spot.

When the sun was about to rise, the zombies finally stopped raging. They caught all the children in cages, and the adults were executed on the spot.

Several men in black appeared on the street, and they were more flexible than zombies.

It should be human.

These humans transported the children to the north of the city, and finally disappeared at the entrance of a sewer.

(End of this chapter)