I Dedicate Black Technology to the Country

a time.

The air seemed to be a little quiet.

but--!

next moment.

next moment.

When the incandescent lights of the temporary sentry tower illuminate the earth not far away.

War broke out.

The brief silence was broken again.

The corpse group is all crazy at this moment!

The rotting storm was approaching inch by inch, and the soldiers all held their breaths, frowned and looked at the endless corpse hundreds of meters away, and the right hand made a crisp sound.

cluck cluck~

giggle~

A harsh, high-pitched voice filled the blood-stained sky.

The corpses are getting closer.

call--!

The gust of wind became violent with the arrival of the corpse group.

The wind hung up Wu Xie's black hair, revealing those ancient wells without waves, and also revealing Sen Han's murderous eyes.

His eyes looked straight into the darkness under the night, as if he was looking at something.

It's hard to imagine that there is something that can arouse Wu Xie's interest.

Sudden.

An unimaginable aura erupted in the rear of the corpse group.

Boundless!

All over the place!

The terrifying impact dissipated in all directions.

Countless remnants rose into the sky.

This is……?

The hearts of the soldiers on the front line seemed to be deeply shocked by this incomparable breath!

They have not been shaken in the face of millions of corpses, and they have not been afraid in the face of countless births and departures, but at this moment, just this breath makes their hearts full of fear!

It's not fear, it's fear!

The most primitive instinctive response of human beings to fear.

this moment.

The world is silent, the corpses are silent.

There is no longer any commotion in the millions of corpses, and even the messy voice is empty.

The corpses scattered to both sides like soldiers under command.

A neat road appeared in the middle, and a figure slowly paced out.

This figure.

Wu Xie was too familiar.

Six hours ago, the shadows of the entire battle were seen above the Yokohama port.

577's black shadow was shrouded in a layer of fog, and he couldn't see his face.

but.

Most people can fully feel his power.

He is the same as Wu Xie.

Standing quietly in the middle of the corpse group, watching Wu Xie in the sky so quietly.

under the sky.

The millions of zombies and the army of millions raised their heads slightly at the same time, looking at the two figures in the sky.

call--!

The frigid wind blew a few broken and withered cherry blossoms, and the petals floated between the two people.

Ong -!

The two stared at each other, as if countless sparks had already rubbed in the air.

this battle.