The Flower-Flower Fruit User of Infinite Terror

"roar!"

The zombies roared from not far away and rushed over at top speed!

"Get out of here!"

Arot roared and cleaved a zombie in half with a single claw!

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out!

Arrot swung his claws and swatted the bullet away, then looked back, stunned for a moment...

Not far away.

A emaciated, ashen-skinned zombie, clutching a Glock pistol, aimed it at Arot...

"What the hell!?"

Arrot stared at the scene in astonishment, somewhat bewildered and not quite understanding!

Zombies have learned to use firearms?

Arrot felt as if his brain had been hit by a garbage truck...

This is so damn counterintuitive!

"roar!"

The zombie roared and lifted the Glock...

"roll!"

Arot roared and strode forward, swatting the gun-wielding zombie away with a single claw!

"The assassin family, get out here!"

Then, the werewolf Arrot came to a short distance away, picked up a small car, and threw it at the shadows in the distance!

"boom!"

The car crashed into the shadowy corner, and apart from the loud bang of the car, there was no other sound.

Unable to find Zhao Yingkong hiding in the shadows, Arot resorted to smashing things haphazardly.

Arot howls incessantly, wreaking havoc everywhere, and occasionally killing large numbers of zombies armed with pistols in a fit of rage.

"Hey, come out here, come out now!"

"You don't still believe in that bullshit assassin's way, do you?! Hahaha, it's all bullshit! This is the world of the Supreme Gods, a place where countless possibilities exist!"

"Roar! Roar! Roar! Before absolute power, all techniques are superfluous and laughable!"

Arrot kept causing destruction everywhere, while roaring and howling.

Zhao Yingkong remained hidden in the shadows, seeking an opportunity to continue her lurking.

As for Arot's trash talk, Zhao Ying ignored it completely.

"It's amazing to be able to come to the Main God Space! Here, I see the possibility of continuing to grow stronger and I have the motivation to move forward!"

"Haha, you must have just arrived in the Main God Space not long ago."

"Let me tell you, if you can obtain a sufficiently powerful bloodline enhancement like me, the way of the assassin... is a joke!"

Arot was speaking when he suddenly turned around and stabbed at Zhao Yingkong, who was in the shadows!

All that nonsense was just his way of stalling and trying to distract the other party!

Arot has enhanced werewolf blood, so his sense of smell is much stronger than that of a normal person.

While stalling for time, he successfully located Zhao Yingkong by smell!

"Die! Die—!"

Arrot's eyes were bloodshot, and his claws pierced through the air as he thrust towards Zhao Yingkong!

"Bang!"

Zhao Yingkong leaped to the side, instantly dodging Arot's attack.

Arot's wolf claw pierced the wall, sending bricks flying, and the claw became stuck inside.

Then, Zhao Yingkong reached out and pulled out a dagger, throwing it at Arot!

Arrot quickly swung his other wolf claw to block!

"puff!"

The next instant, Zhao Yingkong's figure disappeared into the shadows again. When she reappeared, she had already placed her hands on the hilt of the knife and plunged the dagger into Arot's heart!

"Wait, wait a minute, w..."

Arrot had just begged for mercy, but in the blink of an eye, it was too late. He felt a sharp pain in his chest and collapsed to his knees, utterly powerless.

Zhao Yingkong instantly retreated, staring coldly at Arot.

Arrot dragged his heavy body, raising his wolf paws to try and grab his opponent, but every movement felt as heavy as if he were carrying a thousand pounds.

The jackal doctor, Arrot, swayed a few times before collapsing heavily to the ground, trembling uncontrollably...

"Members who have unlocked their genetic locks can be killed directly by the main combat members; this is what you deserve."

The captain's voice came through the channel.

"Understood."

Zhao Yingkong nodded, reached into her hand and pulled out a hand axe, then walked towards the Jackal Doctor.

To be honest, she didn't feel too much pressure from Dr. Jackal.

After all, during her time training in horror films, Zhao Yingkong received a lot of special training from the captain.

Comparatively, she felt the captain's oppressive aura was more terrifying.

Arot... she just thought the other person was too noisy!

In a life-or-death battle, you either survive or you are killed. Why waste so much time on nonsense!

"Die!"

Just then, a thin, dark figure suddenly jumped down from upstairs, holding a strange curved knife shrouded in mist!

It's the Indian team's black carbon!

Black Carbon had been lying low all along, and he didn't have many injuries. Even when facing the formidable Central Continent Team, he showed no intention of backing down.

Instead, they planned to launch a sneak attack on Zhao Yingkong, who had unlocked her genetic lock!

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out from the sky, deafeningly loud.

A spray of blood erupted from the sky!

Zhao Yingkong glanced back and saw that Heitan had been shot in the head and was falling sideways to the ground with a thud.

A helicopter flew across the sky.

Zero stood at the edge of the cabin, nodded slightly to Zhao Yingkong, then set up his sniper rifle and aimed at the other side.

Zhao Yingkong watched this scene in surprise, somewhat admiring Zero Point; he truly deserved to be called a professional sniper.

At such a high altitude, and from a high-speed moving helicopter, they were still able to kill Black Carbon with a single shot.

...

On the other hand, the little monk was in a terrible situation.

The young monk stood on the back of the two-headed serpent, controlling it as it fled in a disheveled manner. Every now and then, the serpent, now with only one head remaining, would turn back and spew flames at the pursuer to stop him from chasing it.

Shen Jun, dressed in the Grim Reaper's uniform, followed leisurely behind. Suddenly, his figure disappeared and reappeared on the roof of another building, looking down at the little monk with disdain.

Shen Jun, whose main body had wings spanning tens of meters, flapped his wings and chased after the little monk, working with his clone Shen to encircle him.

It's like herding a flock of sheep, driving them this way and that.

It was like playing a hunting game; there was no rush, and it was even quite elegant.

The little monk was terrified by this killing god and kept urging the giant snake to speed up its escape!

"Shit, I'll give you whatever you want, just stop chasing me, or nobody's going to get away with this!"

The little monk shouted excitedly.

He had never experienced such a miserable dungeon since joining the Indian team.

Initially, things went smoothly. Later, he became the captain, and the Indian team became his personal fiefdom. Newcomers either acted as his "power banks," receiving regular reward points, or they were directly sent to Orochi as nourishment.

The reversal from "holding the power of life and death over others" to "others holding the power of life and death over him" is incredibly frustrating!

Like Zhao Yingkong, Shen Jun followed slowly behind, not wanting to waste any more words with his prey.

"Damn it, damn it, Fuck the Central Continent Team! Fuck!"

The young monk shouted excitedly, realizing he had no way out and that the other party had no intention of negotiating.

Then, while fleeing for his life, he controlled the two-headed snake, making it frantically devour the zombies along the roadside!

He wasn't sure if the two-headed snake would be infected with the zombie virus after eating the zombie.

However, he knew that only by feeding the two-headed snake a large amount of food could its other head grow out more quickly.

Only then will he have a better chance of survival.