Chapter 155 A Funny Way to Die

‘It’s not time yet! ’

Staring at the zombie, Carl muttered to himself.

When the steel bar was less than three inches away from his throat, Carl instantly changed his posture to block and sent a command to V.

The collision of weapons made a shocking sound, which just covered the roar of the chainsaw.

In the sky, V jumped down from the roof of the villa next to him.

The running chainsaw split a "gap" in the air and fell towards the zombie.

As if sensing the malice behind him, the zombie turned his head and looked behind him.

But the next second, its whole body was hit by the chainsaw.

V "split" it with great force, and thick green mucus splashed everywhere.

"Is it dead?"

The flames burned the zombie's body a few more times, and the motionless body indicated that Carl had finally solved it.

"Huh~ Fortunately, it's not so troublesome that I can't solve it completely."

Taking out the tools from the dimension bag, Carl was trying to extract some tissues to bring back to Nia for research.

But at this moment, the viscous liquid on the ground suddenly trembled slightly.

They quickly dissolved into the rain with the help of the green rain, and then a big guy like a slime rose from the rain curtain.

"How can this have a second stage? Nia didn't mention it to me!"

Reconnecting V to himself, Carl didn't dare to delay for a moment and fled directly to the outside of the villa area.

The huge "slime" expanded rapidly like a balloon, and many buildings in the villa area were swallowed by the huge waves of viscous liquid.

When it grew to a certain size.

Accompanied by a "pop" sound, countless green mucus bubbles began to be released from the inside of the slime.

Once they were contaminated with matter, they began to corrode it with acid to create gaps. This feature was simply a natural nemesis for Carl wearing metal power armor.

At the critical moment, a voice came from a distance.

"Hey! Little guy over there, come here quickly!"

In the rain curtain, a tall and thin figure appeared in front.

Seeing that Carl had dodged the first wave of green bubbles, he quickly grabbed Carl's arm and ran forward at a high speed.

From time to time, he would cast some druid spells on himself and Carl for protection.

Carl didn't dare to ask questions at this time, and just ran with him.

It wasn't until the two finally got out of the range of the green bubble and found a place to hide from the rain that the two sides started a conversation.

"Hello, young man, I am a druid of the Son of Winter, I..."

Before the druid finished speaking, Carl had subconsciously washed his hand armor with the rain.

That was exactly where the other party had just grabbed.

Seeing Carl's reaction, the thin and tall druid's forehead immediately burst with blue veins, but soon subsided.

"Well, well, I'm from the Eluden Wilderness, you..."

Noticing the dissatisfaction of the thin and tall druid, Carl pushed out his origins as his own shield.

The Eluden people naturally hold a "friendly" level of social status in many druid associations.

Even the ultra-radical druid organization like the Sons of Winter is no exception.

They believe in the survival of the fittest, and they will even take the initiative to destroy the weak.

It is rumored that the Sons of Winter once killed an entire village with disease in order to select qualified people, and then let the rest join them.

It must be said that with this kind of brain circuit, it is a miracle that they can become the oldest druid faction.

"Master Oelian is indeed a little prejudiced against us, but now is not the time to talk about this. The virus developed by the Lich Queen is too evil. We must unite to destroy it!"

Although the means are radical and cruel, the Sons of Winter are one of the few organizations on the entire continent that cares most about exterminating undead creatures.

Perhaps it is precisely because of their attitude towards undead creatures that countries allow them to continue to exist.

"Wait, I saw a high-level druid zombie before, that could be..."

"Yes, that's my companion, he is confident in his physique, thinks the disease is a test from God, and the result is..."

When mentioning the former companion, the thin and tall druid's face was full of regret.

The opponent's combat effectiveness is quite good, but now he has suddenly become the enemy's side.

And he became a zombie completely because of his carelessness, not because of any other force majeure.

To be honest, this guy died a little too funny.

His face trembled slightly, and Carl almost cursed directly, but fortunately, the helmet covered it, and the thin and tall druid didn't notice it.

"How do you plan to solve it? The lowest level of the lich is level 21. We, a group of small characters, can't affect her plan. She herself is the overall situation!"

Just like an earthling doesn't think that humans can defeat the Trisolarians, Carl doesn't think that he and his people can defeat a legendary lich.

He just hopes to safely transfer his relatives and friends out of this place of right and wrong.

If the tall and thin druid just wants him to help a little, it's fine. If he wants him to die, Carl doesn't mind fighting to the death.

"Well, of course I can't stop it myself, but you should have noticed that all the zombies were called away by a horn. Now is a good time for us to investigate the root cause of all this!"

With a sense of mission, the tall and thin druid said solemnly.

Then, Carl told him what Sheril said.

"Is that so?"

The tall and thin druid smiled awkwardly, just like a speculator who wanted to resell the BB machine in 2002.

After being controlled by the other party for a few seconds, Carl said helplessly:

"The most important thing we should do now is to quickly teleport out and spread the news, instead of making any plans here! What plan can compare to the legendary strongman fighting?"

After that, Carl took out a small notebook from the dimension bag.

Don't underestimate this thing, it records the rune codes of more than 146 permanent teleportation arrays across the continent.

In order to avoid falling into the dungeon again, Carl deliberately spent some gold coins to inquire about these.

Some of the teleportation arrays are not even legal.

"Where can we find the teleportation array? Is there one in the storm now?"

"I don't know, but we have to find it out so that we can have a glimmer of hope."

"Boom--"

In the sky, a flash of lightning flashed, and the brief light temporarily illuminated the surroundings of the two.

The twisted trees were surrounding the two people with their fangs and claws bared, like a group of demons dancing wildly, looking like they were going to eat people.

"Squeak"

Suddenly, a sound of wooden objects being squeezed was heard, and the woody vines were pulled out from the corner.

At the same time, countless pairs of eyes opened in the surrounding woods.

In the empty eye sockets of the zombie tree monsters, the thick black seemed to devour everything.