Beast Tamer: Carrying a small world of the end times with you

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The chaotic footsteps ravaged the earth like raindrops, and even the dilapidated building where Qian Er was, already covered in dust and gravel, was trembling slightly.

Although Qian Er didn't know exactly how many zombies he had attracted, there should be tens of thousands. The sound of so many zombies' footsteps combined was like an earthquake.

"Hundreds of thousands of zombies… If they all became nourishment for my few pet beasts to grow… what level would that push my pet beasts to?"

Qian Er's fingers gripping the windowsill turned slightly white, and an excited expression appeared on his face.

Unlike the war period in the Pet Beast World, he had a unique advantage with an entire doomsday planet as nourishment.

That was the brain stones in the zombies' heads and the merit he could obtain after killing the zombies.

He had already witnessed the power of merit. Originally, the Abomination Giant's evolved form, the Flesh Demon, had a total racial value of 550 points, which was already quite excellent among ordinary pet beasts, but it was still somewhat inadequate compared to quasi-gods.

However, merit actually allowed the Abomination Giant, which should have evolved into a Flesh Demon, to evolve into the Blood-Burning Saint, a never-before-seen quasi-god branch.

And this kind of change might even be controllable.

Thinking like this, Qian Er's gaze turned to the Soul-Guiding Banner below.

He wondered if the Soul-Guiding Banner could evolve into a quasi-god through merit.

Speaking of which, if it evolved into a quasi-god, what would it be called? The Banner of the Human Emperor?

Remembering the Wan Hun Banner meme he had seen on the internet in the Pet Beast World, Qian Er couldn't help but smile.

Qian Er raised his head and looked towards the end of the street. At this time, he could already vaguely see the figures of the zombie horde.

When people reach ten thousand, they stretch as far as the eye can see. The same is true for zombies. The tide-like zombies carried sand and dust, making it impossible to guess how many there were.

He didn't expect to attract all the zombies in the entire city at once. After all, it was just a loudspeaker, how could it do such a thing?

He would be satisfied if he could attract all the zombies in this area.

At the same time, the expressions of several human gathering points closest to here changed drastically after hearing the loudspeaker's sound.

"Quick, go back, close the doors tightly, don't make any noise, don't let those zombies find us!"

A young man on guard on the ground's expression changed drastically. He ran back to an air-raid shelter, stumbling and crawling.

The few people guarding the door hurriedly closed the heavy iron door after hearing his words, and then moved heavy objects to block the door tightly.

"Xiao Chen, what's wrong?"

At this time, a strong man heard the commotion and quickly walked over, looking at Xiao Chen, who was wearing reconnaissance equipment, and asked.

"A madman used a loudspeaker to create a zombie horde. He probably suddenly had a mental breakdown and wanted to die a spectacular death."

Xiao Chen gasped for breath, still in shock.

He was originally doing observation work around the base as before. He was frightened the first time he heard the loudspeaker sound. He ran back to the base, stumbling and crawling, for fear of being blocked by the zombie horde if he ran too slowly.

After listening to his words, everyone's expressions changed slightly.

"Damn it, where did this idiot come from? If he wants to die, why doesn't he find a simpler way to die? Why does he have to do this? Who does he want to drag down with him?"

Some people with explosive tempers cursed directly. In the doomsday, where the pressure of survival was extremely high, there were not a few people like Xiao Chen said. Perhaps it was because of a small thing, such as the fire being extinguished by a rain, or the stored food being eaten by rats, that their mentality suddenly collapsed and they wanted to die.

They had seen this kind of thing many times, but they had never seen anyone directly triggering a zombie horde like this.

"Stay at home during this period, don't go out. How long is our food enough to eat?"

The strong man thought for a moment and said in a deep voice.

After speaking, he turned his head to look at a strong woman behind him, and a trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes.

"Wife, this time, the food we planted in the fields above is probably going to be ruined. We have to find a way to stop the loss. After the zombie horde subsides in a few days, I will take people out to rob other bases. You guys stay at home and quickly find a way to plant something else. Be careful not to have your home stolen."

"Okay, don't worry, I will take care of the home."

The strong woman showed a hearty smile and nodded heavily.

On the other side, looking at the approaching zombie horde, the Blood-Burning Saint revealed a ferocious smile on his skinless, muscular face.

He stood in place, his hands hanging down, relaxing and stretching his body.

The next moment, he took a deep breath, and his muscular palm probed into the bottom of an abandoned small building like a hot knife through butter.

Accompanied by creaking and rumbling sounds, the steel bars were torn apart, the cement shattered, and the entire small building was directly lifted up by his pure strength.

With his slender but powerful waist arching back, the Blood-Burning Saint's entire body tensed, and the black tendons were like bowstrings, and his flesh was like a bow god.

Swoosh!!!

A sharp whistling sound accompanied by a sonic boom, the Blood-Burning Saint's body suddenly became straight, and the small building in his hand smashed into the zombie horde like a stone thrown by a catapult and shattered with a bang.

Boom!!!

Compared to the sound of the zombie horde's footsteps, this time the ground really shook, and even Qian Er was shaken and jumped up.

The tide-like zombie group was also scattered by this blow, and flesh and bones were smashed into a paste on the ground.

Seeing this scene, the Soul-Guiding Banner was so excited that it was about to jump up, and quickly stretched out its body and flew into the sky above the zombie horde. The few zombie souls on the banner seemed to come alive, attracting the zombie souls below to come over.

At this time, having just finished this earth-shattering blow, the Blood-Burning Saint let out a strange laugh and suddenly prayed to the sky a few words. The next moment, a ray of light emitting holy radiance descended from the sky and sank into the Blood-Burning Saint's heavenly spirit.

In an instant, the Blood-Burning Saint trembled all over, and even cracks appeared in his flesh. Traces of holy light and blood-colored light flashed from the cracks.

Blood Explosion Secret Technique!

At this moment, the Blood-Burning Saint's attack attribute was raised to the extreme. A full four-fold increase raised his aura by a level, and there was a flash of blood in his opened eyes.

Upstairs, Qian Er, watching the Blood-Burning Saint using the Blood Explosion skill, gripped the windowsill even harder, and didn't even notice that he had crushed the windowsill.

The plan to use the Blood Explosion skill was approved by him, because the Blood-Burning Saint said that he seemed to have found a way to avoid the side effects.

Because of this, Qian Er approved this risky move.

After all, the strength of a single zombie was not strong, and it couldn't even break the Blood-Burning Saint's defense.

At this time, the Blood-Burning Saint, whose attack had been raised to the extreme below, grinned and took the initiative to rush into the zombie horde, grabbing a zombie's head and tail and tearing it apart directly, and black, smelly blood flowed onto the Blood-Burning Saint's body.

The next moment, the black blood on the Blood-Burning Saint's body began to burn, and golden flames burned on every corner of his body. The body, which was originally broken like a porcelain doll due to the conflict between the holy light and the blood, gradually recovered in the golden fire.

This was the Blood-Burning Saint's exclusive skill that Qian Er had been neglecting.