Chapter 312
After a few sticks came down, a large canopy of light particles burst out from the sickle hand's body, like fireflies that flickered on and off.

A few strands of heat quickly appeared in Li Cang's body, as if his bones and nerves were ignited. His eyeballs were red at that time, as if he had been drugged. He felt as light as a swallow, and the reaction speed of his body and mind were slow Misty increase several threads.

"So the types of knocking are different, and there are differences in the specific performance of skills?"

Thinking of this, Li Cang swung the big magic wand more diligently.

Scythemen paid a very high price for their agility. Apart from the arms they depended on for survival and the three fins behind them that didn't know what to do, they didn't even have a single scale that had a symbolic defensive function. They were so fragile.

The knife arm could not attack Li Cang, who was in the shape of a "little bird and a person" in his arms, and the sickle hand had only one choice - open its big mouth and bite someone's head directly.

Li Cang just turned his head to avoid the fatal attack, and let the big mouth of the sickle hand gnaw on his shoulder blade.

Such a quick and easy success, the long and narrow eyes of the sickle hand were full of doubts, but then, the image of the sharp end of the great wand on its retina became bigger and bigger.

"Pfft~"

Like the popping sound of a liquid-filled bubble of pig urine.

The sickle hand tilted his head, and the other uninjured eyeball shot out of the eye socket under the huge force, and the seven orifices bleed instantly and the whole body went into a state of stiffness.

Shake it at this time, you can probably hear the sound of batter flowing in its head.

Only after finishing one scytheman, Li Cang turned to look at the other one that was attacking at the same time.

Brother Big Corpse was soaked in blood, let the sickle hand go in and out on its back, pinched its head with its two big claws, and focused on gnawing. Behind it were seven or eight heavily armored walking corpses torn into pieces and timid corpses. group.

Very good, even the poses are exactly the same, dear!
But the script is wrong
With Brother Big Corpse's poor agility value, it should be normal that he doesn't even have the right to eat the exhaust of the scytheman, right?
Oh yes!

It is the new skill Mimetic Wand of Brother Big Corpse after entering the third stage!
"Good job!"

Skills are different
Every piece of bone armor, every bone spur, including the teeth and nails of Brother Big Corpse has the characteristics of a big wand for a short time, just gnawing on it is not counted, those sharp bone spurs penetrated deeply into the body of the hapless Sickle Hand, Pieces of bright white or scarlet light spots were sucked from the sharp bone spurs into the body of the big corpse, and the two knife arms on its upper back became weaker and weaker, and finally could not even break through the skin and scales of the big corpse.

In the same three stages, the Scytheman just died miserably and meaninglessly—or was he eaten?

The unremarkable Li Cang and Brother Big Corpse dealt with the three scythes lightly, while the scythes who were stalemate with Miss Qiu in the rear and hidden in the darkness resolutely gave up attacking, and chose other opponents without principle, leaving dozens of The heavily armored walking corpses who had only been summoned roared blankly in place.

If you want to leave, you dare not; if you stay here, you are even more frightened!
The heavily armored walking corpses on the island were cut off, and the number began to drop sharply due to the group fights of the survivors, and soon there was nothing to worry about.

At daybreak, there was no longer a single living heavy-armored corpse or scytheman on the entire isolated island. Ms. Qiu unceremoniously took the corpses of more than a dozen scythemen as her own, and anyone who dared to approach them would be punished. Seeing the ruthless expulsion of it and Brother Big Corpse, but in fact, no one cares about this.

The original number of more than 1000 survivors was directly cut in half, and less than 500 people were still alive. Everyone was injured, and the entire island was densely packed with big morning glory from dead bodies.

Chef Xu had a huge bruise on his chest, and he didn’t know how many bones were broken. Just like that, he had been cursing for 10 minutes—a heavy armored corpse stepped on his big iron pot in the chaos !
"Niang Xipi!"

Chef Xu rolled the corpses of several heavily armored walking corpses far away. Seeing the posture, he wished he could just team up and stew them as a reward.

Li Cang's group was alright, only lost thirteen people. For the other groups, the reduction of more than half of the staff was far above the average.

There was silence on the entire isolated island, and everyone quietly sorted out the undamaged supplies, wrapped the survivors' corpses hastily, and left them on the empty island for "cremation".

There was no silence, and there were no decent ceremonies, but the sadness and grief on everyone's faces is probably the sincerity that is rare in most funerals before the disaster.

This is probably the death of the rabbit and the fox's sorrow. Seeing these dead companions, it feels like looking at my own tomorrow-it is very likely that tomorrow is really just tomorrow in the literal sense.

"Everyone! This loss is nothing to the walking dead! But it is almost fatal to us! If there is a first time, there will be a second time! The horde and scythe will definitely come again! We have almost no chance Survive a second such raid!"

"Perhaps we should increase our defense force. As long as the suspension bridge is safe, the corpses will not be able to enter!"

"Yes, most of the killings were caused by the impact of the corpses. Although the sicklemen are very powerful, the number of people who died due to them is after all a small number."

"It's unstoppable. Except for Miss Qiu of Brother Li Cang, almost none of the survivors on our side can stop the Sickleman's surprise attack, and forming a group is useless."

"Heh," someone said in a strange way, "I said at the beginning that I couldn't leave. What's the benefit of being together? Now we are like a big cake and fat meat on the table. Anyone who can climb on the table can take a bite and taste it." Taste."

"What nonsense are you talking about! You stayed where the fuck you were, and now you've been turned into shit by the corpse brother!"

"Is what I said wrong? Gathering so many people, with such a strong smell of people, will only attract more and more walking corpses to form a bigger and bigger group of corpses!"

"Fucking shit, I can't get used to a guy like you who is neither yin nor yang. Do you know what it means to have big fists? Come on, come and practice with me. I want to see what's going on under your hands." Like the chrysanthemum that grows on the mouth, it has sharp teeth and sharp mouth!"

The one who spoke behind was also really reckless, before he could finish his words, he had already charged up with a huge wooden stake
This is not a quarrel in the normal sense. When others quarrel, it is quarrel, and if he quarrels, it is over!

There was a bang, bang, bang, and the sarcastic guy didn't react at all, and he was beaten so hard that he really passed out!

If it wasn't for a few people around him to stop him in time, this guy might have been directly smashed to death.

After finishing the beating, the muscular man with strong arms and strong arms spat on the guy's face, and walked towards Li Cang: "A group of things that are not as good as pigs and dogs, whoever saved his life has no clue. Get out if you don’t want to stay, as if there are kind-hearted people willing to stop you.”

He sat down next to Chef Xu, his face was full of anger and straightness: "From now on, I'll hang out with you!"

(End of this chapter)

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