Seeing the red electric ball appear in the opponent's palm, the vigilance of the general-level zombies in the distance obviously increased.
A giant sword lay in front of him, not daring to move rashly.
Looking back at 659, as the ball lightning in his palm continued to expand, his expression became relaxed.
In other words, he was in a relaxed state from the beginning, but now that he has the chance to win, he is even more unscrupulous.
As if feeling the arrogance of 659, a trace of hesitation appeared on the face of the general zombie.
He had already viewed 659 through his spiritual vision earlier.
The other party is not a gray mist of light. In other words, it should not be a threat to him.
But after a confrontation, he was put into an extremely disadvantageous situation.
It would be a lie to say that he was not angry, but while he was angry, the general's mind was also thinking rapidly.
The man opposite didn't seem to be very strong on his own, relying on the technological equipment on his body.
And technological equipment all requires energy!
As long as the opponent consumes all the energy in the equipment, wouldn't the rest be easy?
Thinking of this, a flash of light shone in the purple eyes of the general-level zombie, and the mood of waiting became no longer uneasy, but rather a bit of anticipation.
At this moment, 659 in the distance moved.
The ball lightning in his palm has been charged and can be released at any time.
Looking at the general-level zombies waiting on the opposite side, a smile appeared on 659's face.
"Let me give you a taste of the power of technology first!"
After speaking, 659 raised his left arm, like throwing a softball, and leaned back slightly.
Then a loud shout came out, and a dark red thunder ball flew out!
This move made the general-level zombies in the distance look stern, and they quickly made a blocking gesture, trying to block the dark red ball lightning with the giant sword in their hands.
But a very important point was ignored.
The giant sword in his hand is made of metal.
And metals, usually, are good conductors of electricity!
The dark red thunder ball flew straight towards the face of the general zombie without any hindrance, and successfully made contact with his giant sword.
A red light suddenly appeared in the dark village. There was no sound, but there was a small air wave rolling in!
The poor general-level zombie didn't expect that even though he had taken measures to deal with it, the person who was bombed was still knocked upside down!
"Is this, is this electricity?"
Spitting out the sand in his mouth, the super zombie's purple eyes widened.
Although everything that just happened was so unbelievable, the numb feeling coming from his hands was enough to make a judgment.
Did the human opposite just throw an electric ball over?
And it’s a dark red electric ball?
How on earth did he do it? !
Before the general-level zombie could think clearly, the red light in 659's hand flashed again.
As if it were free of charge, the ball lightning once again condensed in the palm of my hand.
Seeing that the violently expanding thunderball was about to hit him again, the general-level zombie slumped on the ground quickly raised it above his head and shouted in a hoarse and unpleasant voice.
"Wait! Stop fighting! I surrender!"
As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell into silence.
There was a look of surprise on 659's face, he turned his palm slightly, and the thunderball in his palm suddenly dissipated.
"What's wrong? Didn't you have fun playing?"
"No fight, no fight, I surrender, I can't beat you..."
Seeing that the other party had dropped its offensive, the general-level zombie simply dropped all guard, collapsed on the ground and shouted.
Looking at him like this, he really looks like a child who has given up resistance.
"It seems that you are ready to die. Okay, when I do it later, I will give you as much pleasure as possible."
A joking look appeared on 659's face, and the thunderball in the palm of the mechanical left arm jumped again.
"No, I surrendered! Is there any way to treat prisoners preferentially and not to kill them even if they surrender their guns?"
Seeing the thunder ball in 659's hand leaping again, the general-level zombie that had collapsed on the ground quickly sat up straight again.
"You are already a monster. There is no preferential treatment between monsters and humans."
The attitude shown by 659 seemed to be very determined, and he had no intention of giving the general-level zombies a way out.
"Hey! Don't be so cruel, young hero. I don't want to be like this!"
The general-level zombie sitting on the ground was crying, as if he had a great grievance in his heart and had nowhere to express it.
"Hmph, even if you didn't choose to become a general-level zombie, you must have had a lot of human blood on your hands step by step until now, right?"
Hearing 659's words, the general-level zombie rolled his eyes and shook his hands quickly.
"It's unfair! It's unfair! After I became a general-level zombie, I have never killed a human. If humans could accept me, I would have joined the human camp long ago!"
After all these words, it can be said that this general has completely cut himself off. Combined with the grievance on his face, it is very easy to believe.
Even Zhang Ning, who was watching the battle from behind, was a little moved. His brows furrowed slightly, as if he was thinking about the credibility of the other party's words.
However, 659 remained unmoved. The ball lightning in his hand expanded more and more, and he was about to raise his hand to hit the general-level zombies.
"Okay, okay, it's okay if you don't believe it. I have another reason, a reason why you can't kill me!"
Seeing that his empathy card did not have the desired effect, the general-level zombie quickly changed his words and threw out another message.
"Oh? Why don't you tell me about it?"
Hearing the other party's vow, 659's hands sluggishly moved and asked in a deep voice.
"Your human race's trump card! Lu Yu is not dead!"
As soon as these words came out, 659's monocle seemed to suddenly have a seizure, and a large amount of data suddenly burst out!
"A fluctuation in the chord rate of the timeline has been detected, and timeline 4982 is changing the dimensional slope."
"Detection fluctuations occur too frequently"
"It has been detected that timeline 4982 is collapsing"
"It has been detected that timeline 4982 is concluding"
"It has been detected that the optimal time point for boundary splitting has been missed, and the next time point is being recalculated."
"..."
Because the amount of data on the lens is so huge, 659 can only see a small part clearly for a while.
The sudden change shocked his originally confident thoughts.
"Lu Yu in this timeline...is still alive?"
Without answering, 659 immediately turned his head and looked at Zhang Ning behind him.
"Has Xiaoyi told you? Lu Yu is dead."
Zhang Ning was obviously still in a state of confusion. Hearing 659's inquiry, he didn't react for a while.
"Ah? What? Lu Yu?"
After 659 patiently asked again, Zhang Ning just woke up from a dream.
"Didn't Lu Yu die under a third-order horse-level attack? Everyone knows this... Xiaoyi? Xiaoyi doesn't know anything..."
Hearing Zhang Ning's answer, 659 raised his eyebrows slightly, and finally got a clue. He tapped the lens twice with his right hand, and directly played back the scene recorded at that time, regardless of the general-level zombies opposite him.
"Mom said that Uncle Lu Yu...Uncle Lu Yu was not killed, he committed suicide..."
The little girl named Zhang Jiayi's eyes flickered, and her face was full of hesitation while speaking.
659 remembers that the original micro-expression analysis results proved that the little girl was not lying.
But no matter what, whether he was killed by a horse-level zombie or he committed suicide for some reason.
Lu Yu in timeline 4892 should be a cold corpse at this moment.
But the general-level zombie opposite said that the other party was still alive.
This kind of information hedging has indeed aroused the curiosity in 659's heart.
When Split World came to the Red Moon World, he came to collect fragments of information.
The more you collect, the better it will be for your future plans.
659 is confident that among the countless Zhang Hengs, he will be the one most likely to complete the mission!
Therefore, even if the information thrown by the general in front of him is just a smoke bomb, he still needs to listen to the other party patiently.
Turning his palm slightly, the dark red thunder ball dissipated again.
The recording mode on the monocle had been turned on since entering the village, so 659 made no other movements. He directly raised his chin and signaled the general opposite to continue talking.
"Hey, let me just say, this information is powerful enough. When I finish speaking, I guarantee you won't want to do anything to me again..."
The general who was slumped on the ground had already gotten up and was patting the dust on his robes. His words were full of confidence.
You must know that a few seconds ago, he was lying on the ground begging for mercy loudly.
"You'd better say it quickly, otherwise, I don't mind killing you directly."
659's tone was cold and did not mean the slightest bit of friendliness.
Although his curiosity has been aroused, this needs to be based on a premise.
That means what the general zombie said just now must be true.
It's just random nonsense, information made up to save one's life.
That 659 doesn't mind starting the ball lightning generating device again.
"Hey, why are you so anxious? This is not the place to talk. Aren't you cold when you stand in the snow?"
The general-level zombie chuckled, not only had no intention of saying anything, but instead extended an invitation to 659 and Zhang Ning.
"It's quiet here, let's talk here."
659 was wearing a night devil protective suit, so naturally he would not feel the cold temperature. Faced with the invitation to talk to the general-level zombies, he directly chose to refuse.
And although Zhang Ning behind him was as cold as a grandson, he was just a melon-eater and didn't have much say, so he had to be silent and patient.
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
"Hey, okay..."
The general-level zombies were also freezing, but 659 was determined, so he had to compromise with a sad face.
"In your human race's records, was Lu Yu pierced through the chest by a third-order horse among our undead tribe, and died on the spot?"
"That's right." It was not 659 who spoke this time, but Zhang Ning, who was shivering from the cold.
"Hey, actually, he wasn't killed by a horse-level zombie at all. Lu Yu committed suicide..."
"Suicide!? How is that possible?!" Zhang Ning exclaimed, his face full of doubt.
The 659 in front of him focused his eyes and said in his heart that it was true.
If today was the first time he heard about Lu Yu's suicide, then 659 might just think it was a delaying trick by general-level zombies.
But this information is exactly the same as what the girl Zhang Jiayi said...
