Wizard: Seeker of Infinite Planes

Chapter 20 Collecting Crystals
"That zombie is really not an exception."

After collecting enough knowledge and recording all the magic runes and some magic circle conduction channels of magic energy, Taylor got up and left the cabin. He can't understand the text, but he can still distinguish the basic route.

Before leaving, he released the two-headed vulture that he had packed away with a spider web. After feeding the two-headed vulture a piece of zombie rotten meat, the two-headed vulture died on the spot. It seems that the zombies can live here for so long , also relying on the deadly toxicity it carries.

When he left the mountain forest and walked to the avenue, all the zombies staggering and wandering around the avenue, including men and women, old and young, women and children, all appeared before his eyes.

These zombies walked on the avenue staggeringly, and they don't know how long they have maintained this posture. There are some steel creations around them. According to Taylor's analysis of the above magic lines and magic runes, This should be the means of transportation used by people on this plane.

The appearance of Taylor injected a new vitality into all the zombies on this avenue. They devoured the nearby wild beasts and even monsters. They were dominated by the instincts in their brains and finally met new living creatures. biology.

"Uh uh uh~~~~"

"Hey..."

"Wooooooooow..."

After seeing Taylor, these zombies gradually moved in the same direction. They stared at the only living body on this avenue with hungry and greedy eyes, and gradually formed a small wave of corpses, making strange sounds From the waves, the only constant is the greed and bloodlust in the roar.

"Ah~~~~ Underestimated, a group of guys dominated by instinct."

Looking at the zombies rushing towards him, Taylor was a little upset. He was actually regarded as food by these moving corpses and dirty monsters.

The spiritual power in the mental space surged out, and the magic power that dominated the body began to be released sequentially according to the witchcraft model. The improved fireball with higher heat and stronger explosive power shattered a large number of zombies. In his hand, he also turned into a sickle of death, turning into sharp blades one after another.

Behind him, clusters of black mist spread outward, dyeing his surroundings in a faint blackness. The zombie's keen sense of hearing and smell lost their effect in the black mist, and their mental defense was so weak that it was almost non-existent. They were immediately disturbed by the mental chaos in the black mist and began to devour each other and kill each other.

Taylor is now controlling the wind, flames and black mist, just like a demon king crawling out of hell, the fire element is continuously condensed into a group of fireballs at his fingertips, and he throws them at will, like throwing Blow up zombies like a high-explosive grenade.

The meniscus wind blades with a diameter of about 1.5 meters harvest the heads of the zombies like a harvester. These meniscus wind blades continue to leave clean and tidy "straight lines" among the zombies, making this seemingly massacre also full of excitement. a unique beauty.

For the cautious Taylor, his own safety cannot be ignored. The spider eyes hanging on his chest are shining brightly, and the spider threads gather in front of him to form a buffer zone, and the flame shield directly covers him. An eggshell-shaped reddish dome formed on top of its head.

Perhaps it was because the main road was close to a mountainous area, and there were relatively few people. In about half an hour, all the zombies gathered on this main road were eliminated by Taylor and turned into charred or broken remains.

It seems that the human beings in this world are almost doomed. Zombies have appeared on the traffic roads connecting the gathering places. I am afraid that the cities will not be spared.

What is going on in this world?Is it specifically for humans?
After all, along the way, no matter whether it is a wild beast or a magical beast, nothing has changed...

While Taylor was thinking, he was looking for a usable means of transportation. The breeze lingered around him, turning into ropes, rolling hexagonal transparent hexagonal pieces from the corpses or wreckage of the zombies. Crystallize in a bottle.

Now Taylor has not discovered the use of these regular transparent crystals, but he feels that since they are solid crystals that contain vitality and spiritual power, for apprentices like him, they may have the effect of enhancing physical fitness and spiritual reserves , but careful screening and experimentation are required.

After collecting all the transparent crystals in the zombie skulls, Taylor rode a single-person vehicle that looked like a motorcycle but actually had six wheels.

This one-person vehicle also implements the characteristics of this plane. It is also driven by magic elements, with built-in magic runes and magic circles as the driving force, but Taylor is a little embarrassed to operate the text on the dashboard. After pressing the button several times and operating it for a while, Taylor was familiar with how to drive this "motorcycle".

As long as you follow this main road, you will be able to find larger gathering places, similar to towns or even cities. Taylor is riding a motorcycle, and the scenery on both sides flies by him, only when he occasionally encounters wandering zombies Only then did Taylor slow down, fly out a wind blade, cut off the zombie's head, and take out the crystal, all in one step.

When he reached the nearest city along the highway, he arrived with a glass bottle half full.

This is a town that doesn't look that big. All that catches Taylor's eyes are roaring zombies and black crows flying in the sky. The whole town is dead silent.

After getting off the motorcycle, Taylor walked into the town, and after killing a few zombies in front of him, Taylor walked towards the center of the town.

He walked through clothing stores, baby nursery stores, some restaurants, restaurants, shops, etc., looking at the dazzling array of goods and the magic runes and magic circles that are still in operation, he couldn't help feeling sorry for the development of such a rich civilization.

Leaving this block, leaving behind the remains of zombies all over the ground, when he came to the center of the city, Taylor saw a fat zombie with a bloated body and a huge body that took root in a pile of flesh and blood.

It seems to weigh a few tons to say the least, and its height has reached five meters. The skin all over the body has been burst, festered, and exudes a billowing stench. It looks quite unfriendly. Judging by perception, the other party The magic fluctuation is about as strong as four one-eyed spiders.

It's not a big problem, it can be dealt with.

The fat zombie stopped eating, threw the flesh in his hands aside, turned his head and stared at Taylor standing at the entrance of the street in front of him with lifeless eyes.

"Ooooooooo!!!"

As if seeing the most delicious food in the world, the fat zombie rushed towards Taylor with both hands and feet, almost crawling.

With a wave of Taylor's hand, several crescent wind blades flew straight at the fat zombie's head. The zombie raised its arm full of rotten meat and fat to stop it. Just as it was about to continue charging forward, its feet were entangled by large stretches of spider silk. live.

The zombie roared angrily and was about to tear off the spider silk wrapped around his feet. As soon as he lowered his head, a fireball exploded in his face.

The super high temperature roasted the zombie's face into charcoal. The zombie waved its thick palm and slapped Taylor. A gust of wind blew up under Taylor's feet. Several pieces of rotting flesh were cut from the lost body.

Taylor wandered around the fat zombie, using spider silk to restrain the zombie's movement, making him unable to move, using fireballs and wind blades to continuously consume, trying to directly blow the zombie's head.

　Seeking collection, recommendation ticket, publicity, thank you readers

　　


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