Mo Bei made a big circle and came to the zombie that was not attracted just now.
At this time, he had begun to pant, and he was spotted seven or eight meters away from the zombie. The zombie immediately limped towards Mo Bei at the speed of a normal person.
Mo Bei faced him head-on. When the zombie swung its claw at him, he sidestepped around it and pointed his sword towards the zombie's neck. However, he failed to grasp the distance and even cut it crookedly. The tip of the sword only cut off the zombie. Half a rotten ear.
Mo Bei stopped behind the zombie with his left foot, held the sword in both hands and slashed diagonally towards the back of the zombie's head. The two attacks were connected smoothly, and the effect was quite good. The zombie's cervical vertebra was completely severed, and the zombie's head drooped on his chest, losing his balance and falling to the ground.
Seeing him fall to the ground, Mo Bei ignored him and stepped back while observing, adjusting his breathing not far away.
"There are three more..." After catching his breath, Mo Bei moved towards the location of the three zombies.
Seeing that the two zombies that he had chopped down earlier were no longer moving, he went straight forward to search. When he saw the three zombies that were still wandering around, Mo Bei had a second thought and walked towards them slowly.
He has learned to save energy in battle, and the three zombies also rushed towards him after discovering Mo Bei.
Mo Bei took two deep breaths, and then suddenly rushed forward when the two sides were close to three or four meters. When a zombie on the left swung its claws at him, he squatted down and slashed at the zombie's knee joint with his sword. The skinny leg bones responded with a sound. Breaking, he took two steps forward to steady himself, and quickly turned around and stood up.
The zombie with a broken leg had fallen to the ground and could only crawl, but the other two had turned back and rushed toward him.
He repeated the same trick and amputated one of the zombies' limbs. Looking at the only standing zombie, Mo Bei smiled contemptuously, stepped forward to avoid its swing, and then slashed the back of the head with his sword.
"Bah!" The invincible dagger only cut open a layer of skin on the back of his head.
He didn't care, and stabbed him in the back before he could completely turn around. This time, it was like stabbing a tree trunk, and his heart suddenly tightened:
"This zombie..."
"boom!"
Before he could react, he was shoved in the face by the opponent's hard arm. His eyes darkened and his body shook. He felt himself falling heavily to the ground. The severe pain and dizziness almost made him unconscious.
He rolled on the ground with his remaining consciousness, and then struggled to crawl to the side. The dizziness made him unable to stand up at all.
"You must distance yourself first or you will die!"
Mo Bei only had this sentence in his mind at this time. In the blurry corner of his eye, the zombie was rushing towards him, but fortunately it was still not very fast.
He rolled and crawled on the ground to escape for a distance, and finally woke up a little, only to see that the zombie was already in front of him, rushing towards him from a high position.
"Go to hell!" Mo Bei roared in his heart, with a fierce look in his eyes. He held the sword with both hands, pointing the sword tip upward, and used his momentum to send the blade into the zombie's jaw. The resistance from the tip of the sword was extremely strong, but Still penetrated into the zombie's mouth.
The zombie opened its mouth and roared, and Mo Bei could see the tip of the sword in its mouth and the rotten tongue that had been penetrated. He pushed the dagger upward again, pushing the zombie's head up, but it could not penetrate any further.
"Pa!" He was hit hard on his left arm, causing him to almost fall to the ground again.
The indescribable pain made it impossible for him to hold the sword with his left arm. Now he could only hold the sword with one hand and quickly pull away a distance, feeling anxious in his heart.
"I couldn't kill him with both hands just now, what should I do now..."
The zombie didn't give him much time, and soon came forward again.
Mo Bei gritted his teeth and ducked to the right side of the zombies. He had just used this move to amputate the limbs of two zombies, but now he didn't think he could cut off the zombie's leg bones, so he slashed at the zombie's legs with his sword. Back bend. That’s a big muscle there!
A sword with all your strength!
"If you keep cutting, you will have no choice but to run away..."
When the sword slashed down, it felt as if it had been struck on a tire, leaving only a crack in the big tendons under the skin.
"It's not broken!" Mo Bei was anxious and put his back on the ground. A rabbit kicked the zombie's back, pushing it forward and falling to the ground.
As soon as he stood up, he held the dagger behind his back and stabbed the zombie in the back of the head before he could stand firmly.
Carrying the weight of his body, the tip of the sword penetrated into the connection between the occipital bone and the cervical vertebra. Regardless of the pain in his left hand, he held the sword with both hands until his eyes were about to burst, and he held on to the hilt of the sword tightly.
The body is pressed behind the zombie, but it feels like it can't be suppressed at all.
He immediately twisted the hilt of the sword and pressed down with all his strength, letting the tip of the sword penetrate inch by inch along the bone seam.
After penetrating the neck bone, it finally penetrated into the zombie's skull like a broken bamboo.
The zombie roared again and almost shook Mo Bei away.
Mo Bei shook the hilt of the sword vigorously, causing the tip of the sword to stir inside the zombie's skull, which gradually weakened it.
He was almost exhausted at this time, but he knew that the battle was not over yet. There were two more zombies crawling towards him. He stood up and decapitated the two zombies who could only crawl before falling to the ground.
No matter how tired he was, Mo Bei did not dare to relax his vigilance in such a night. He adjusted his breathing and looked around until all the zombies on the ground disappeared, then he packed up the loot.
After the thick-skinned zombie disappeared, something appeared under it. Mo Bei was overjoyed and quickly picked it up.
Super strong hard leather armor (normal)
Defense: 27
Durability: 20-28
Strength required: 20
+8% enhanced defense
Mo Bei burst into laughter excitedly, then shrank his neck and looked around nervously. When he saw that there was no danger, he looked at the hard leather armor in his hand again.
"You actually bypassed the cloth armor and leather armor and gave me a hard leather armor! It's still super strong! This is so awesome!"
This hard leather armor is made of unknown leather. The thickness is close to two centimeters. It feels like several layers of skin. The edges are rolled with very strong threads and fixed with copper nails in some key parts. The shape looks a bit like the one in "Dragon Ball" The battle uniforms worn by Vegeta and the others are just a bit dull in color.
He put the hard leather armor on over his T-shirt, turned around and waved his arms. Just like the leather boots before, they fit just right, as if they were tailor-made.
I didn't notice this in the game, but now I think it's a bit magical.
I punched my abdomen hard twice, and I almost couldn't feel it. This is defense! Mo Bei almost burst into tears. The thick-skinned zombie's defense just now made him almost desperate. Wearing this hard leather armor, he probably wouldn't be beaten so badly anymore. .
"That zombie just now was probably the hard-skinned elite in the game, right? No wonder it dropped so hard! It was worth it! Hahaha!"
Mo Bei touched the hard leather armor on his body and smiled foolishly. He also imitated the movements of the two Vegetas very well, and then happily picked up the three gold coins dropped by the other zombies.
After the battle just now, Mo Bei lost his sense of direction again. After putting the remaining water and dried meat into his stomach, Mo Bei randomly chose a direction and moved forward slowly. Now that we have defense, we are not afraid of monsters or anything like that!
Mo Bei cried after being ambushed by a group of wire-haired rats. . .
"They are trying to transform me into the same kind of people!!"
Although he escaped from the encirclement immediately, his body was already covered with thorns. If he hadn't protected his face, Mo Bei would have been blinded.
"How many monsters are there!?"
After receiving education, Mo Bei once again strengthened his ideological policy:
Can't waste it!
So I had no intention of going back for revenge and just ran away. . .
