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Chapter Five Hundred and Seventy-Three Hospitality Wind Fort

Xu Yichen opened [Red Time] when passing through the city gate and passed through it as fast as possible.

As expected, the passage closed almost in the blink of an eye. If he slowed down a little, he would be sealed in it by the cancerous flesh and blood.

The inertia brought by speed made the demon hunter roll forward and continuously the moment he rushed through the city gate. Less than ten centimeters behind him, two tentacles from the city gate slammed on the ground.

In three seconds, Xu Yichen rolled outside the attack range of the city gate, sneering at the tentacles with teeth dancing claws.

The revitalized city gate saw that it was impossible to do anything, so he directly blocked the city gate hole on this side with two tentacles, turning cancer into flesh and blood.

"The great plague Lord has almost encircled the Wind Breath Castle into his garden. Your arrival is just another pile of fertilizer, outsiders." The sound of the Great City Gate came after layers of protection: "And we will gain eternal life and walk in the world again."

Xu Yichen shot two swords from afar. Although his blood was applied to the arrow, he still failed to penetrate the two tentacles with hard shells and hurt the other party's flesh and blood.

"Eternal Life?" The demon hunter had no time to waste here, so he put away his bow and arrow: "Aren't you already immortal now? It's a pity that Chaos's way of realizing human dreams is very different from what you expect."

"No, you lie!" The whole city gate shook: "The kind father Nurgo would not do this. His messenger promised us a perfect body, and He promised us that we would be a miracle!"

"Look at yourself. From a biological point of view, your existence is a miracle." Xu Yichen walked away without looking back, only the voice floated over: "If you follow the standards of the city gate, you are indeed a perfect body."

The demon hunter no longer paid attention to the wailing sounds coming from behind. Since the other party still retained his rationality, he should be one of the members of the fraternity who originally sacrificed to the evil gods.

Xu Yichen himself did not lie. Although he was just speculation, he had seen the evil tastes of the Chaos Evil Gods many times.

The twisted and collapsed souls of human beings are flawless treasures in their eyes. The purer the souls fall, the more they like them.

Fengxi Castle is a city full of pragmatism. With its solid walls, the planned blocks and residences, almost identical buildings, arranged neatly in the most space-saving way.

This is an emerging mining city. If it weren't for this disaster, Xu Yichen even suspected that there was hope of developing into a primary industrial city.

Although the surrounding natural resources may not be able to supply it with sufficient population and the supplies it lacks, the lords here have already had a vague concept.

In broad daylight, Xu Yichen walked in the empty streets, with a pool of suspicious bloodstains every few meters on the ground, or rotten flesh that could not be seen in shape, and the blood-stained bones tenaciously maintained the deceased's final struggle.

Every city that has had a Resident Evil will have a large number of undead people, and Xu Yichen and others often perform beheading missions or rescue missions.

This time, it was almost the same. The Demon Hunter stood at the front of the street and gently tapped the metal lampposts made of roadside with his long sword, making a crisp sound.

The sound of messy footsteps appeared in various dark corners, dragging their broken bodies, and the undead appeared in front of the demon hunter with hatred for the living.

"Buzz!"

A sharp arrow suddenly penetrated the head of the first undead person who appeared. The other party didn't even see clearly, and Xu Yichen showed his last kindness.

This is respect for the dead and protection for the living.

Without subsequent large-scale cleaning troops to support it, Xu Yichen didn't mind using the skill of dripping water to solve the plague bit by bit.

Even if the plague cannot be solved, he can still solve the carrier of these plagues.

In the storage space of the Demon Hunter, there are a total of two thousand arrows, which are used repeatedly to remove necessary wear and tear, enough for him to completely end the Fengxi Castle chaos.

Therefore, Xu Yichen had no intention of saving ammunition at all. The longbow in his hand kept opening and closing, sending sharp arrows one by one to the place where they should go.

The undead constantly appeared crowded the entire street. The closest distance was less than five meters away from Xu Yichen, but Xu Yichen was still calm and calmly pulled his bow and shot arrows.

The steps at the demon hunter's feet are steady, step by step, and each step is retreating. Each step is accompanied by two bows. The two undead closest to him will be shot and fall down, becoming a stumbling block for other undead people.

Xu Yichen had observed the surrounding environment before this. Before quitting this street, he had at least eight chances to shoot archers.

And there were more than one hundred undead people in front of him.

Compared with real cities, the size and population density of the world's cities have made the number of undead more friendly.

If he was given two to three months, Xu Yichen would even be sure to clean up the entire city with one sword.

After overcoming the fear of the dead, these attributes are no different from those of mortals, but they lose the rotten flesh of their brains, which is far less dangerous than the wild dogs.

He just needs patience and kill them one by one, and sooner or later he will kill all these plague carriers.

But how could it be so simple to have the plague that the believers sacrificed a whole city creature?

A sour bell came from a distance, and half of the street's undead seemed to be awakened in sleep, and the chaotic eyes gradually returned to the clarity.

If it weren't for the rotten flesh, tumors and bitten wounds, Xu Yichen would even think where these people came from.

"Meat! Fresh meat!" A middle-aged man with a big belly had half of his face gnawed, revealing his thick white bones, and roared at the demon hunter in a vague tone: "Give me meat! I want half of his face!"

The response to him was an iron arrow that was shining with a cold light, which penetrated directly through his head.

The middle-aged man's eyes turned pale and fell to the ground, losing that touch of vitality.

Other undead people are constantly making similar sounds, and the speed and coordination between actions are gradually increasing. If they were just walking dead before, these undead people have now upgraded to the level of a mob.

The undead soldiers at the back divided into two groups and walked through the alley, intending to surround the demon hunter from behind, while the undead in front, regardless of gender, age, and age, launched a charge.

"Bo!...Bo!..." The bell in the distance kept echoing in Xu Yichen's ears.
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