Super Zombie Factory

"How could this be?"

Matsuda couldn't imagine that all this was completely different from what he thought.

In his plan, the dolphins' volleys were enough to kill the other three blue-winged angels. Especially in the case of a sneak attack, it is impossible for the other party to expect it.

But everything he thinks is too ideal, of course.

The Blue Wing Angel would not stop because of Matsuda's stunned mouth. The death ray is still being released, and every few seconds, hundreds of thousands of zombies die.

This kind of slaughter made everyone who watched the battle unbearable.

The movement of the blue-winged angel is teleportation, and the range of movement is too large, you never know where it will appear. When you see it, when the death ray bursts out, there are already countless casualties.

It was not a fight at a level at all. Matsuda, who had missed the first blow, had no strength to fight back, just waiting to be slaughtered.

Even more frightening is that Matsuda hasn't even reacted yet.

From the perspective of God, they knew that there were more than 500 other ninth-level zombies in Lu Chuan rushing towards this battlefield. Once they arrived, maybe within a few encounters, all the zombies in Matsuda could be wiped out.

It is not an exaggeration, but the power in Lu Chuan's hands is too strong.

There are more than 500 eight kinds of ninth-level zombies, which means that Lu Chuan has more than 50 billion eighth-level zombies in his hands. There are a lot of eighth-level zombies in Matsuda's hands, but in the face of a ratio of more than 50 billion, it is really nothing.

The characteristic of level 9 zombies is range attacks. Once they are launched, they cover tens of kilometers, which is terrifying.

"Bah, this is impossible, absolutely impossible."

Matsuda's eyes almost popped out, and his veins burst out because of his anger. He clenched his fist tightly, but he found that he was powerless.

Unable to capture where the blue-winged angel appeared, he could only be beaten passively.

There are hundreds of millions of zombies in the sky, and you can't even see the shadows of others. How can you fight them?

Endless suffocation came to his heart, and Matsuda actually had an urge to cry. Under this kind of despair, I felt weak, and knew that my life expectancy was approaching, and all the things added together made Matsuda's throat sweet, and it turned out to be a mouthful of blood.

With a touch of his hand, Matsuda couldn't believe that he would become like this when looking at the scarlet red on his hand.

He vomited blood, but he vomited blood?

The scarlet on his hands caused Matsuda to collapse. He feels that he is not worth it, why should he consume the power in his hands? What about surrender? In the near term, I can attack the ninth level of space. In the far end, even if it only has a life span of ten to twenty years, what if he is really dead after living for so long?

In my heart, all kinds of things surged.

In Matsuda's mind, reminders kept appearing, all reminders of how many zombies he had lost.

The number of zombies in his hands is constantly decreasing, and the speed is very alarming.

"It can't go on like this anymore. Now the loss is heavy, but there is still a ninth-level space to fight. If you hesitate any longer, there will really be nothing left."

After this thought, Matsuda did not hesitate anymore, and decisively signaled surrender.

This kind of island nation’s determination made him choose to surrender when he knew he couldn’t do anything. No longer desperately, but to preserve the strength in hand.

As long as his strength is still there, that opportunity is there.

The moment Matsuda gave the signal to surrender, all the zombie movements stopped, including the movements of the blue-winged angel.

Lu Chuan was taken aback, what immediately came to mind that the other party surrendered?

The next moment, Lu Chuan was angry again, the **** lit the fire, and then patted his **** and said no more? If you surrendered earlier, why would this happen?

Lu Chuan hadn't been addicted to killing yet, it was rare to have such a chance to kill without fear.

Lu Chuan had seen the power released by the blue wing angel with all his strength.

Looking at the countdown, Lu Chuan was a little helpless. Although he had won this round, Lu Chuan had a feeling that he still hadn't finished. The starry sky thorns hadn't arrived yet, and the opponent just surrendered.

"Also, save a little effort, you can continue to fight."

As soon as Lu Chuan changed his mind, his anger just disappeared.

I should be happy, after all, only three blue-winged angels took the opponent down.

Now Lu Chuan is curious, how rich the other party's 30% assets will be?

Without asking Lu Chuan to wait any longer, as the 30-second countdown ended, the result of the liquidation popped up in front of Lu Chuan. When Lu Chuan saw this string of numbers, his mouth opened wide.

How many zeros?

Lu Chuan was about to have the ability to judge. In short, there were so many that he didn't know how to use numbers to describe it. Is it too many billion trillion? It is far from describing this set of numbers.

How many trillions, or trillions?

"hiss!"

Lu Chuan took a breath of cold air, and then he was ecstatic. The kind of funds obtained from this battle will let Lu Chuan not worry about running out of money. No matter how he spends it, it is impossible to spend the money.

The top 100 people are really rich.

It gave Lu Chuan the feeling that they were bosses, and they were a treasure.

Not only assets, but their rankings, as long as they defeated them, the competitive points obtained are also very rich. The competitive points obtained by Lu Chuan in this battle has reached 91 million.

"Zhao Qingtan's ranking, when he defeated him, won 170 million. In other words, he ranked seventeenth?" Lu Chuan calculated that the difference of one million points for each place seems to be justified. .

Of course, these are the second things, and what makes Lu Chuan happy is the next news.

"Ding, your competitive ranking has risen to ninety-one, and you will enjoy a bonus of 100,000 competitive points per hour."

In the sound of the prompt, it was about competitive points.

One hundred thousand competitive points per hour, 2.4 million a day, absolutely rich. After playing for a few days, I accidentally got 10 million competitive points on my account, which is absolutely amazing.

Now Lu Chuan finally has this kind of VIP power.

There are 2.4 million competitive points in one day, this kind of good thing, Lu Chuan can now be considered. These people have been dominating it before and have enjoyed it for so many years.

The fighting space disappeared and Lu Chuan was kicked out.

It's good to have an independent space. The outside world is so fanatical that it can't disturb Lu Chuan's current independent space.

Lu Chuan opened the rankings, and he really saw that his name had risen to ninety-one, and the opponent he defeated was arranged by the system to more than 500 according to his combat performance.

This position is still high, but in the short term, it is still difficult for Matsuda to rush upwards.

Lu Chuan doesn't have to worry about his position, because the 91st place is not what Lu Chuan wants. His goal is to be number one.

Only the first one can set off Lu Chuan.

"Keep going."

Lu Chuan sneered. The three blue-winged angels had exploded, but they hadn't tried their best. They still had the power to fight. What's more, they shouldn't need to take action in the next game, just hand it over to other ninth-level zombies.

In the matching space, Lu Chuan issued instructions again.

One hundred to ninety-one, have the power to match up, as long as the command is issued, the city of competition will match up to one of the ninety to eighty-one.

If it wins, it will replace the opponent.

The rules are the same.

"There are no ninth-level zombies in ninety-one, that is, no one can stop me?" Lu Chuan discovered this problem. There are really not many people with ninth-level zombies, even if there are only a few ninth-level zombies. Zombies, they couldn't stop Lu Chuan.

The match is also completed in thirty seconds.

This time, it was an opponent in the 83rd place, and the opponent in this position should still have strength.

The next step is to wait, this time the preparation time is also thirty minutes.

During this time, Lu Chuan couldn't do anything, and could only stay bored in this matching space, waiting for the opponent to appear.

"In the second battle, what kind of opponent will you encounter?"

When Lu Chuan was bored, his head began to imagine the opponent who would appear second in the future, how would he compete with him? Maybe like Matsuda, there are only eight-level zombies?

Time was constantly running off. When it started, Lu Chuan was still tensing his nerves. Because of human inertia, he would think that eighty-three must be better than ninety-one, otherwise, why would he be eighty-three?

Counting down for thirty minutes, when it returned to zero, Lu Chuan found that he had entered the configuration space.

There is nothing to configure, Lu Chuan is not arrogant, but unnecessary. You only need to bring all the level 9 zombies, it is difficult to win or not.

When the time came, Lu Chuan appeared in the battle space.

then……

"what?"

Lu Chuan exclaimed, because Lu Chuan didn't even have a thought, his horizon was ashamed, and the countdown came to an end. The second opponent was so **** that he couldn't believe it. At the beginning of the game, he chose to surrender, and he didn't even have time for Lu Chuan to react.

This made Lu Chuan, who would have had a World War I, feel unacceptable.

Why doesn't the opponent have a bit of spine? At least you have to confirm your own strength before deciding whether to fight or not to fight? This feeling of surrendering at the start made Lu Chuan also feel like a dog.

"Hahahaha..."

Lu Chuan smiled triumphantly. Lu Chuan was depressed, but in his heart he was overwhelmed with joy. This kind of battle that doesn't even need to see each other or fight against each other is definitely Lu Chuan's favorite opinion.

What does this man say, um, it's so obvious.

Perhaps, the other party knows that it is him, so he is such a bachelor.

Knowing that you can't beat it, it is better to lose some money and preserve your strength. This is the wise approach. Like Matsuda, now the horror has regretted that his intestines are all blue.

Perhaps the most upset is the people watching the battle.

They waited so long ~www.ltnovel.com~ in order to see if there are any warriors who stand up, face Lu Chuan hard, and let them learn about ninth-level zombies and all about Lu Chuan.

But in this situation, there are no warriors at all, some are just cowards.

Regardless of anything, the start is a lightning surrender, do you need a little face? This behavior can be called a deserter, and there is no such thing as a dandan.

"Bah, it's still ranked eighty-three."

How many people complained, God knows how this product climbed to the position of eighty-three, and stayed for hundreds of years? Seeing the opponent's surrender, they all have a feeling that they can beat the opponent and replace it.

Lu Chuan didn't think so much. With the continuous ringing of reminders, when Lu Chuan saw this series of numbers, he was no longer excited, but plain.

"For every ten advances, the competitive points earned every hour will be doubled, and the reward will increase by one million for each ranking."

Through his own gains, Lu Chuan calculated a small rule of competitive points.