Monster Invasion: I Let Myths Come

Chapter 158

This sentence caught everyone's attention.

People in the room flocked to the window.

"Impossible, how could there be people, how long has it been, and the people on the street are only those zombies!"

"Yes, when I got up last night, I peeked out the window, and even a few dogs turned into zombie dogs!"

"Are you fucking hallucinating?"

Although everyone didn't believe it, they still came together.

Because they expect.

Looking forward to actually seeing someone.

In this situation, if there is a normal person on the street, it proves that he can come and go freely in a city full of zombies. After all, the zombie crisis has erupted for a long time, not just a day or two.

In the past few days, they had seen a lot of survivors who wanted to escape. As soon as they rushed out of the building, they were immediately noticed by the zombies on the street, and then grabbed them, ate each other, and finally turned into a broken zombie.

Just under their building, there was a family trying to escape in a pickup truck the night before, but several zombie dogs chased after them at super fast speed.

The end result was that the pickup truck crashed into a flower pond under their building, and everyone in the car was killed.
The most distressing thing was that there was also a child of a few years old who also turned into a zombie and crawled out of the carriage hideously. The scene was as terrifying as it could be.

Now, how could there be normal people on the streets.

If there are, are they going to save them?

No, it can't be!

However, a figure really appeared on the street in front of him. He was different from those twisted, trembling zombies. No matter how you look at it, he was a normal person. There were two knives hanging on the left and right sides of his waist. Still carrying another knife!

There were three knives on this person!

It was a little far away, so I couldn't see the person's appearance clearly, but I could tell from his body shape that it was a man.

He was wearing a slightly worn-out traditional kendo uniform, and a huge hat on his head, covering his face!

This is a living person, which can be judged from the way he walks.

"Really human!"

"A living person, how dare he appear on the street now?"

"Oh my god, this man must be a warrior!"

"You know, what Bird Island lacks most is warriors. If warriors can deal with these zombies, how can our city fall!"

"Will he survive?"

"Impossible, it is impossible for ordinary people to survive here!"

"You said, will our city be like Luohu Port, and a holy angel will descend to save us!"

"It's possible. What does it take to summon a holy angel? Is it the Holy Cross emblem? I remember I asked for help back then. I had pictures on my phone. Damn, my phone is out of battery. Does anyone have a power bank?"

"Are you an idiot? Even with a power bank, we can't even turn on the printer now!"

"Shut up, look, the zombies have found him! Tell me... can he survive?"

Suddenly, everyone's thoughts were drawn back.

They were very curious, facing the zombies that kept gathering on the street, could this person survive?
Probably, it's not very likely.
However, if they survived, would they also be saved?

Everyone is looking forward to, expecting a miracle to happen!
"Oh my god, there are more than fifty zombies on the street! And zombies are constantly rushing out of nearby houses."

"Too careless, the sound of the long knife being dragged on the road is too harsh!"

"This sound must have attracted the nearby zombies."

On the empty long street, apart from the heavy breathing of the living corpse, there was also the sound of the knife hanging on the left and right sides of the warrior's waist scraping against the ground.

Dozens of living corpses appeared.

The warrior stopped.

now.

The afterglow of the setting sun just sprinkled on this long street, and the ground reflected a warm red light.

Clang!
The warrior stamped his feet, and when the living corpse that hadn't eaten fresh food for a long time rushed towards him, he suddenly drew his knife!

The 1.5-meter-long narrow and slender knife cut across, leaving a white light in the void.

The heads of the ten living corpses that rushed in front of him fell to the ground!

This technique is called drawing the knife and chopping!
The next moment, the rest of the living corpses became even crazier. The living corpses didn't know how to be afraid, they only knew how to bite!
The warrior didn't panic in the slightest, he walked steadily and hurriedly, he grabbed the knife with one hand, and lay it horizontally in front of his body, the blade rushed out, and his body turned 360 degrees.

After the figure settled down, the light of the knife slowly dissipated.

At least ten living corpses were decapitated.

This technique is called Full Moon Slash!
The group of survivors lying on the bed and staring at each other opened their mouths and were dumbfounded, unable to believe what happened in front of them.

How could an ordinary person kill twenty or thirty living corpses so easily?
No, how could this be an ordinary person!

The warrior at this moment is no longer a warrior, he has turned into a butcher, and the samurai sword in his hand is not a samurai sword, but a watermelon knife.

The living corpses in front of him were no longer threats, but watermelons waiting to be chopped.

click.

click.

Knife up and down.

Whenever the knife flashes, there will be a living corpse falling to the ground.

As few as four or five heads, as many as a dozen!

"So strong, this, this is definitely the strongest man in history."

"The setting sun stretched his shadow so long, could he be the legendary sunset warrior?"

"I'm afraid even if Oda Nobunaga is resurrected, he will not be as strong as this person!"

"It's been said that Oda Nobunaga is dead, so what if Miyamoto Musashi is resurrected? Is it really comparable to this person?"

The massacre lasted half an hour.

Half an hour is not short.

Because these living corpses couldn't contain the warrior at all, as long as they showed their heads and approached, they would die.

The reason why it took so long was because there were too many living corpses.

The street was filled with corpses of living corpses, and the samurai fought from the end of the street to the middle of the street, and there were no living corpses nearby!
"We are really saved, he can kill these living corpses so easily."

"I said, I said we will not be forgotten, he must have been sent by the higher authorities to save us!"

"That knife is so sharp that it can even cut hundreds of zombies, and it can still shine in the sunset light. It's a good thing, it's really a good thing. If I have such a knife, I can do it!"

Most of this group of lucky people ignored that sentence, they just wanted to be rescued.

Immediately, someone took the company's fire ax and smashed the glass, beckoning to the samurai downstairs.

"Samurai, samurai, we are here, we are alive, we are not infected, please, save us!"

When he heard someone greet him, the samurai downstairs raised his head, and indeed found the shadows of a dozen people at the window.

"There are still people alive?"

The samurai was full of doubts now.

"I just can't understand what these people are saying. Gan, I should have ordered a bird island language proficient."

(End of this chapter)