Chapter 593 (1/2)

A large number of guards and servants, transformed into undead, roamed the walls of the courtyard where the LORD was bent.

Guo Yunfeng's face was a little ugly, because before the ”death knell” almost once a day, the undead in the city would always get nearly an hour of precious time to regain their senses.

Most of the undead use that intelligence in the game of team hunting survivors, and consciously move in the direction of the steelwalker camp.

But the Lord bows down to the undead. It seems that there are not many traces of fighting. They probably never leave here after they become undead.

This is obviously not a natural nature, but something or a reason to bind them here.

Can this ”death knell” not only give the dead a brief sense, but also directly control their behavior?

”Captain, the sentinel at the back sent a message saying that the scattered undead in the street are approaching us. He has killed seven undead, but at least 15 have passed through the street he is in charge of.” A tall man, naked, with strong muscles as hard as armor: ”I'm afraid it's the same in other directions. Shall we continue?”

”Go on!” Guo Yunfeng doesn't want to give them too much time to think. In this battle between the living and the dead, only pure will can prevail.

Either fight to death, or sit back and watch Death knock on the door.

”Attack, knock down the gate, we have only one target!” Carrying his axe and spear, Guo Yunfeng took the lead in rushing to the Lord and said, ”knock that death knell into scrap iron for me!”

However, the ”death knell” comrade in the high place is obviously not a role waiting to die. As the muscles of green and brown on both sides twitch back and forth, the big bell shakes with a very different action.

”When! ——When! ——When The sound of the death knell, like a talisman, rings through the city in an instant.

Unconsciously, the guards and gardeners of the undead, who were walking around the yard, suddenly regained a trace of sanity.

Armed with their own weapons, the guards in armor broke out with high morale and launched a round of charge against Guo Yunfeng's team with the look of buffet!

The gardeners and the immortals dressed as servants picked up all kinds of temporary weapons, big scissors for cutting flowers, hoes, table legs and so on. They followed the guards and planned to have a good time together.

On the other side, before the ”death knell” sounded, Xu Yichen had just jumped off the roof of the last building, and the army of the undead had already gone half way.

But there are still four or five hundred undead standing at the back, pushing and shoving their companions, pressing forward in the direction of instinct.

But from here to the entrance of the big mine, there is no obstacle. If you want to move on, Xu Yichen and his guides need to slip in under the eyes of the dead.

”Hopefully, in a state of mental retardation, these undead, like low-level zombies, can distinguish their targets by their sense of smell.” The demon hunter shook his head. In the astonished eyes of pirate will and other survivors, he leaned out without leaving a trace, and retreated back at the expense of a passing undead.

In the blink of an eye, Xu Yichen completed this action, leaving others without reaction time.

”Click!” Xu Yichen quickly and skillfully twisted the immortal's neck and limbs, and removed the other's jaw. He put a hand directly into the immortal's mouth, pulled out a blue purple tongue and threw it on the ground.

”I'll do an experiment. If we can blur each other's perception by smell, we'll take advantage of the undead's present state.” Xu Yichen stabbed the undead who had no ability to move three times with the elegant tearing man.