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Crack! Crack! A series of crisp explosions rang out, like the sound of bones being crushed. This sound even drowned out the sound of gunfire.

Under everyone's horrified injection, my body twisted strangely in the black fog, and my body expanded rapidly, bursting all the clothes on my body.

After a moment, my figure disappeared in the black fog, leaving only a green-faced, fang-toothed evil ghost.

……

A moment later, when I came to my senses from my rage, a piece of meat was stuck to my mouth, and in my right hand was a terrified human head with distorted features.

Looking again, I was standing in the same place where the group had stood before, but this time there was no trace of them. All that was left was the ground full of minced meat, residue, and bones that I had crushed into pieces.

I stood in this disgusting pile of minced meat, covered in blood. There was no trace of joy on my face, only endless fatigue and loneliness.

"Wow!!!!"

At this moment, a loud cry was heard. I turned my head woodenly, but saw a naked baby sitting in the corner, covered in blood, grabbing a woman's body and crying loudly.

I stared blankly at the crying baby, and somewhere in my heart became bloody at that moment, as if it had been cut into pieces.

This place is indeed hell on earth.

Chapter 94: Going Crazy (Part 3)

The scene was devastated and filled with fireworks.

In the pool of red blood, the baby was still crying loudly, his little hands tightly grasping his mother who was no longer breathing. His crying was clear and heartbreaking.

After the mimicry, my strength was exhausted and my whole body ached, but this was not the time for me to rest.

I forced myself to support my exhausted body and endure the pain in my limbs as I slowly walked to the baby. The baby's mother was hunched over and died in a strange posture.

At the moment the bullet was fired, she tried her best to protect her child. Her body was actually not strong enough to block the bullet, but perhaps she gave all her luck to her beloved child.

The bullets passed through her body, but none of them hit the baby. This might be a small miracle, or it might be the beginning of suffering.

I tore off the woman's clothes, which had the most familiar scent of the baby on them. I slowly wrapped her up and gently picked her up.

My exhausted body made me dizzy, my eyes went dark, and I even felt my eye sockets were sunken. The baby was still crying loudly. I moved my sore legs with difficulty, walking step by step.

I haven't felt so tired in a long time. I feel like a snail, dragging my heavy body and moving forward slowly.

call out!

At this moment, an arrow came through the air with a whistling sound and instantly pierced my neck. My eyes went dark and I almost fell to the ground holding the baby.

Damn, is there anyone still alive?

I rolled my cloudy eyes and turned my head to look. I saw a girl in black leather clothes, holding a longbow, standing far away, staring coldly at me and the baby in my arms.

The girl has dark skin and looks very heroic. I am very familiar with her face, really very familiar.

My pupils shrank slightly, and I looked at that familiar face, muttering to myself in surprise.

"Wang Zixuan?"

Wang Zixuan at this moment was very different from the person I remembered. Her eyes were cold and emotionless as she stared coldly at me and the crying baby in her arms.

There was no unnecessary nonsense. Wang Zixuan seemed not to want to waste time on me. He quickly pulled out another arrow, drew the bow and aimed at my head again.

call out!

The next moment, the fatal arrow came through the air again, but I was no longer able to dodge it. This arrow hit my throat and went right through it. I felt a pain and my body fell backwards involuntarily.

Plop! With a dull sound, I fell into a pool of blood holding the baby. When my consciousness was blurred, it was the baby's cry that kept me awake with what was left.

I...can't fall down yet, I can't fall down.

I am immortal, I... I have no natural enemies, and I can still stand up.

I thought so in my mind, but my body no longer had any strength. No matter how I struggled, I was just like a dying person, struggling to survive.

Step, step, step.

The footsteps were slowly approaching, but my body was becoming more and more tired, and my consciousness was blurred. In a trance, someone stepped on my head.

It was painful and humiliating.

The man's shoe seemed to have nails on it and it kicked my forehead. Blood gushed out. The red blood flowed all the way into my eyes, making my already blurred vision even more unclear.

I don’t know what I looked like to others at this moment, but my face should be covered in blood and look dirty.

Step, step, step.

The footsteps became more and more frequent, moving towards me. The baby's crying was still echoing in my ears, but my consciousness was becoming increasingly blurred.

I need rest, and I also need food to replenish my strength. Even if it's just a little bit, if I can restore just a tiny bit of my strength, the baby will still have a chance of survival.

Gradually, the sounds of footsteps stopped in front of me, but I almost didn’t have the strength to open my eyes.

"Zixuan, please give this baby a quick death."

I was suddenly startled, and my fuzzy consciousness suddenly became clearer. Although I haven't heard this voice for a long time, I still remember the owner of this voice.

Wang Quan, that nice guy who makes me feel ashamed of myself.

So, is the girl I just saw really Wang Zixuan? Why... did they do such a thing?

I struggled to open my eyes, but saw two figures standing in front of me under the strong light. The light obscured their faces, making it impossible for me to see their expressions.

"Brother... do we really have to go this far? The child is still so young..."

Wang Zixuan's voice lacked confidence and was hesitant, but Wang Quan's voice that followed was so decisive.

"Zixuan, I don't like doing this kind of thing either."

"But if we don't do it, we will be the ones lying on the ground, and our fate will only be worse."

"So, the only thing we can do is to make the child's death less painful."

Hearing this, Wang Zixuan fell into silence and did not move for a long time. Wang Quan sighed helplessly, patted Wang Zixuan on the shoulder, and spoke softly.

"Forget it, let's leave this matter to others, let's go back first."

After saying that, Wang Quan turned and left. After hesitating for a moment, Wang Zixuan quickly followed him, leaving me lying in a pool of blood in disbelief like a dead body.

Why? Why?

There is no answer to anything, or rather, I don’t have time to think about the answer at this moment. When Wang Quan and Wang Zixuan left, a group of people surrounded me and picked up the baby in my arms.

What followed was a conversation like that of animals.

"Hey, there's new fun."

"Old Four, you pervert, be more thorough this time."

"Don't roast them over the fire like last time. Everyone will get hungry."

"Don't worry, don't worry, I have a new trick this time."

"First, I'm going to cut off this little thing's tongue and see if she can still cry out."

"Tsk, I can't stand you. Hurry up and don't attract more zombies."

Listening to this devilish conversation, I began to struggle violently, trying to stand up and save the baby, but I was really too tired and all my strength was completely drained.

My vision blurred again. I could no longer see what those people were doing. All I could hear was the baby's crying, which was getting louder and louder.

What on earth am I doing?

I have asked myself this question countless times, but in this reincarnation, I have never had this doubt.

No longer hesitating or delaying, I began to feel that what I was doing was right and that I had changed.

No more irritability, no more stupidity.

Until this moment, the rage was burning, tearing at my sanity once again.

Damn it! I need meat! Even just a little bit, I need to recover my strength and tear these people to pieces!

I want meat! Any kind of meat!

I want meat! I want meat!

Meat! Meat! Meat! Meat! Meat! ! !

With a flash of cold light, a bloodstained dagger was slowly approaching the baby's mouth. The two people nearby forcibly pried open the baby's lips with evil interest and watched the dagger pierce the tiny baby little by little.

Click! Click! Click!

Suddenly, a strange chewing sound was heard in the room. Everyone present was stunned, and then suddenly turned their heads and looked towards the pile of corpses.

But then he saw a figure lying on the pile of corpses like a wild beast, biting his arm with big mouthfuls, ignoring the still burning flames.

Crazy! Angry! And a sadness that I couldn't explain myself, I turned into a human beast, doing the things I despised the most in the past, and while I was eating voraciously, red blood flowed from my mouth.

"Crack!" With a crisp sound, I bit off a section of my finger bone. Then I slowly stood up, faced the crowd in the burning flames, spit out the white finger bone, and said in a hoarse voice.

"Pooh."

"It tastes terrible."

Chapter 95: Going Crazy (IV)

"Pooh."

"It tastes terrible."

Flames are spitting out, blood is like smoke, it's like in the ghost hell, in the sea of ​​blood and corpses, there is a person who is gnawing on his own arm, and when he looks at you, what will you do?

I think no matter who it is, they would lose consciousness at that moment and dare not move.

And this is exactly what I need.

When everyone present turned their eyes to me, my gaze fixed, and at this moment, I rushed out.

The bones were intertwined and rubbing violently. I accelerated my blood flow, turning my fragile bones into machines that could explode in an instant, shaking violently and unreasonably.

Friction, collision, and then explosion in an instant.

Puff! The figure passed by, and I stepped on the flames on the ground, and in an instant, I came to the guy holding the baby at a speed that no human could do.

Surrounded by black mist, a sharp bone blade pierced through my flesh and blood and came out from my arm, carrying my anger and unwillingness, from bottom to top, instantly piercing through the man's chin and to the top of his head.

The blade is like a waning moon, and the blood is like red flames.

The arms were splattered with blood and fell off in an instant. The cuts were neat and large amounts of blood were falling. At that moment, I caught the baby who fell, used my body as a shield, held it tightly in my arms, and ran down the mountain without looking back.

All this happened in a flash. By the time those people came to their senses from their shock, I had already run a few steps holding the baby.

Immediately, I heard screams of fear from behind me.

"Monster! Quick! Kill him!"

boom! boom! boom!

Gunshots rang out suddenly, and dense tongues of fire all fell on my back. Even though I had used my ability to strengthen my back, the bullets still penetrated my flesh, grazed my bones, and remained in my body.

If someone could see me at this moment, they would be surprised to find that my expression was distorted and I was grimacing in pain.

I had only recovered a little bit of my strength, and being able to use the ability of mimicry was already pushing me to my limit. Even just breathing felt like a sharp blade sliding up and down my throat, leaving a bloody mess.

Some people have heard the sound of their own bones. I could hear it very clearly at this moment. Under the extreme load of my body, all my bones seemed to have a layer of sharp thorns, which kept stinging me and almost made me completely crazy.

The gunshots became louder and louder. I gritted my teeth, kept my sanity, and without looking back, I ran all the way holding the baby. This was probably the fastest I had ever run in my life.

There were still many dead trees on the barren mountain. Under the impact of bullets, I stumbled and bumped into those dead trees continuously, but I did not dare to stop for a moment.

Even though the pain was unbearable, even though I was so exhausted that I wanted to just fall asleep and never wake up, the crying baby in my arms prevented me from doing so.

Those people did not give up. Although they shouted that they were monsters, they followed closely and kept shooting.

It seemed that my escape gave them the courage to continue chasing me.

But I was faster after all. I dragged my exhausted body to where the car was hidden, opened the door, and put the baby in the car.

It seemed that the baby was finally tired of crying and stopped wailing. Instead, he looked sleepy and like he would fall asleep at any moment. His little hand was tightly grasping one of my fingers.

I gently pulled out my fingers, closed the car door, turned around, and dragged my tired body up the mountain again. As I walked, I bit my palm hard again.

It's bitter and astringent. I never knew my own flesh was so unpalatable.

Blood dripped down my palms and fell to my feet. The fresh blood and flesh provided me with some strength again.

At this time, those people had caught up with me, and dense rain of bullets poured down again. My body was a little unstable under the impact of the bullets, and I staggered, but in the end I still took one step at a time and moved forward.