The undead have descended upon the world? I possess a sword that can cleave the heavens once more!

Wu You's figure appeared in mid-air, amidst thick fog, his gaze solemn.

Two eighth-tier corpse species suddenly appeared on the edge of this Class A danger zone!

What a bad start!

He could try to deal with one, but two...

Although the Pivot Sword is extremely powerful, given Wu You's current condition and the fact that the Pivot Sword is not yet fully perfected, he can only unleash one strike in a short period of time.

Moreover, this sword strike puts a great strain on the body, and will inevitably leave the user weak for a period of time afterward.

If he were in his prime, that would be fine, but now his body is full of waning energy. Once he falls into a weakened state, his combat power will inevitably be greatly reduced.

Even if he were to unleash the Pivot Sword, the best-case scenario would be to instantly kill one of the eighth-tier giant birds, but that wouldn't be enough. With only one eighth-tier corpse remaining, his weakened state would inevitably place him in a very dangerous situation.

Therefore, no, we cannot use the Pivot Sword for the time being.

Wu You made a decision immediately. His body plummeted straight downwards.

The wind whistled in his ears, and the black mist was torn open briefly by his body.

The sky was the domain of those two giant birds. With their enormous wingspans and streamlined bodies, they could fly at extremely high speeds, and almost nothing in the air could stop them.

We cannot stay in the sky.

But Wu You is now facing a choice: he is on the edge of the A-level danger zone and the B-level danger zone, which direction should he run in?

next moment.

Without much hesitation, Wu You plunged headlong into the thick fog of the A-level danger zone.

Running towards the B-level danger zone, which is closer to the base, might allow us to wait for reinforcements from the base, but the cost would be that our colleagues still in the B-level danger zone would most likely be wiped out.

The danger zones marked on the map are only a rough reference, unlike in games where monsters are set to appear only in specific areas. This is a real world where the undead move around and roam freely.

If he runs into the B-level danger zone, those two tier-eight giant birds will definitely chase after him. And his colleagues who are still in the B-level danger zone and are not even tier-seven, have absolutely no chance of survival against two extremely fast tier-eight corpses.

Wu You couldn't bring himself to sacrifice his colleague's life to buy himself some time.

Of course, there is another reason: that Class B danger zone is hilly terrain with relatively flat terrain and no vegetation or large obstacles, so it has very limited effect on reducing the speed of the two giant birds.

However, the swamp terrain in the Class A danger zone is different. There, strange trees grow in abundance, and jagged rocks can serve as natural obstacles.

Therefore, Wu You's body plummeted rapidly, and he suddenly stabilized himself when he was only a few dozen centimeters away from the swamp ground, and then moved quickly along the ground.

The resonator's white light illuminated a narrow path in front of him, the beam sweeping across the black mud, twisted dead trees, and sharp, jagged rocks. He moved with incredible speed, yet each step precisely avoided the obstacles emerging from the mud.

At the same time, Wu You didn't intend to keep running away. His Pivot Sword was only 50,000 experience points away from being perfected.

A seventh-tier corpse can provide about 8,000 experience points, and a seventh-tier corpse is just a matter of one sword strike for him.

In other words, if he could use the swamp's unique terrain to slightly hinder the two giant birds, slowing them down and giving him some time to kill more than seven seventh-tier corpses during his escape, he could upgrade the Pivot Sword to its peak. At that point, he would have room to maneuver.

But the A-level danger zone is still dangerous. Being chased by two eighth-tier giant birds is dangerous enough, and no one knows whether they will encounter some seventh-tier corpses or other eighth-tier corpses first.

If it's a seventh-tier corpse, that's fine, but if another eighth-tier corpse appears, even just one, Wu You will have to fight desperately again.

From now on, it's all down to luck.

Thinking of this, Wu You, who was moving at high speed, couldn't help but feel a little self-deprecating: Would I choose to believe in luck now?

Before Wu You could even process what was happening, a tremendous whooshing sound came from behind him. The two giant birds swooped down at an astonishing speed, their wing membranes cutting through the air with sharp screech.

They chased straight after Wu You, but just as Wu You had expected, their enormous size became an obstacle instead.

The dense dead trees and strange rocks in the swamp prevented them from flying at full speed.

Wherever they passed, trees and rocks were smashed to pieces, leaving long trails of debris and dust behind them. The two giant birds had indeed slowed down, but they were still very fast.

Just then, a deep whistling sound came from the mouth of the larger bird behind Wu You.

The sound wasn't ordinary bird song; it carried a strange frequency, like some primitive form of communication, conveying some kind of information.

A moment later, four jet-black leopard-shaped corpses darted out from behind a strange rock nearby.

They are a size larger than normal leopards, with long limbs, smooth and powerful muscle lines, and their bodies are shrouded in thick black mist. Their eyes are pure black and have no pupils, but something is flashing in those eyes.

They all blocked Wu You's path, spreading out in a fan shape and blocking his way.

A glint of light flashed in Wu You's eyes; he was not surprised but rather delighted.

I was originally thinking of relying on luck, but the other party took the initiative to give me the opportunity.

Four seventh-tier corpse creatures—exactly the prey he needed right now.

He slowed his movement slightly, placed his right hand on the hilt of his sword, and drew the eight-colored crystal longsword.

The silvery-white sword light exploded in the dark red fog, like a flower suddenly blooming.

The first sword strike, a horizontal sweep, the sword light slashed across the neck of the leopard-shaped corpse on the far left, its body froze in mid-air, and then turned into black smoke.

The second sword strike was a straight thrust, the tip piercing through the skull of the second creature, exiting from the back of its head, accompanied by a wisp of black smoke.

The third sword strike was a diagonal slash. The sword light cut into the third weapon from its shoulder blade, exited from its waist, and cleaved it in two.

With the fourth sword strike, he swung it up with a backhand motion, slicing the last seventh-tier corpse from its abdomen to its chest.

Four swords, killing four seventh-tier corpses.

From drawing the sword to sheathing it, it took less than a second.

However, Wu You frowned slightly, realizing that something was amiss.

In the moment before those black panther-shaped beast corpses dissipated, a strange emotion appeared in their eyes—not fear, not anger, but a kind of...relief.

They gave Wu You a deep look, then turned into black smoke and dissipated in the dark red wind.

Simultaneously.

Experience points +8000*8

Despite having only four zombie species, they provided eight experience points!

A guess instantly popped into his mind: those black panther-shaped beast corpses had not yet been completely parasitized!

They are still alive—or rather, they still possess their own remnants of consciousness.

And those lustful corpses parasitize their bodies, gradually devouring their souls and controlling their bodies.

Wu You's sword strikes actually kill the combination of the Myriad Beast Corpse Species and the Lustful Corpse Species, which is why two sets of experience points appear.

Moreover, Wu You didn't believe that last look was directed at him.

He glanced down at his trench coat pocket, where the little black cat had poked its head out again. Its deep blue eyes were fixed on the dissipating black bodies, its pupils slightly dilated, its ears pressed back, and its whole body trembling slightly.

It is looking at its own kind.

Those of their kind who were parasitized, manipulated, and tormented by the lustful corpse species.