Doomsday Fortress

"He is delaying time!"

"His ability is not like speed power without time limit."

Wang Yi suddenly remembered a passage widely circulated among survivors in his previous life.

Ability, the direct point is genetic mutation. This mutation brings abilities different from ordinary people to a small number of humans. It is different from ordinary evolvers. At the same time as having supernatural powers, they also have various physical qualities. They are no different from ordinary evolvers, that is, if they have no abilities, they are ordinary evolvers.

Although the ability is powerful, it cannot be used all the time, but the length of time each ability player uses the ability varies, some may be as short as a few minutes, and some can be used continuously for several days.

In general, the stronger the ability, the shorter the use time, while the weaker the ability, the opposite.

This limitation is not limited to the two primary abilities of speed and strength, because many of these two abilities are biased towards strengthening, and there is still a gap between them and the real abilities.

Wu Tian in front of him has that kind of iron-like ability. Even the strong corpse can't break through its defenses. It is a relatively powerful ability in itself. After killing the strong corpse, he fought Wang Yi for so long. , I’m afraid I’m already exhausted, the fierce attack just now is nothing but an external force, a strong force!

Thinking of this, Wang Yi sneered at the corner of his mouth, and looked at Wu Tian with thoughtful eyes.

Wang Yi was not in a hurry to attack, and the recovery of the supernatural power could not be recovered in just a few minutes.

"bad!"

Wu Tian called out secretly.

The disappearance of that physical ability was the first time Wu Tian felt that he had never used powers for such a long time as he is today, so it was the first time he had encountered this situation.

"Why? Can't feel the energy of your body?"

Wang Yi said softly, and slowly took a step towards Wu Tian.

Wu Tian's eyes dodged a little, and he did not dare to touch Wang Yi's eyes. It was a completely subconscious action, and Wu Tian moved a step back gently.

"That's it."

Wang Yi glanced over Wu Tian, ​​his subconscious movements completely exposed his inner fear.

If the power is still there, Wu Tian, ​​how could he be afraid of it.

Before that, Wang Yi was just a guess, and he was not sure. Now, Wu Tian took a step back, which made Wang Yi more sure of his own thoughts.

His abilities are exhausted!

"go to hell!"

Without any hesitation, all the accidents were just talking about themselves. Since he was determined to kill him in his heart, Wang Yi didn't want to change his mind for one reason or another!

"brush!

The sharp machete fell from the sky and smashed Wu Tian's bald head again. Wang Yi wanted to know, without the support of supernatural powers, whether his head would still be as hard as before, so hard that it could resist steel.

The disappearance of the power made Wu Tian's reaction slow for a while. It was not until Wang Yi was already close that he reacted, and hurriedly set up the gun and drew it over his head.

"Dang!

The spear in his hand was trembling, and Wang Yi's tremendous strength was transmitted to Wu Tian's hands through the spear.

In an instant, blood concurred!

Without the support of the hard skin, the thin muscles of the tiger's mouth in both hands could not withstand Wang Yi's strength.

Even though the body of the gun is round, it hurts more than a blade in Wu Tian's hand at this time!

Stabbed~

A sound similar to tearing something sounded, Wang Yi fixed his eyes and saw that Wu Tian’s hands holding the gun, the mouth of the tiger had been broken, and the body of the gun had broken through that layer of skin, stuck in the thumb and palm of both hands. In the intersecting bones!

The dark red muscles and muscles were on the outside, and the blood flowed along the gap, already dyeing Wu Tian's arms red.

The feeling of bones being rubbed made Wu Tian lost his senses.

If the pain is extreme, you won't feel the pain anymore.

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Looking at the pike stuck in the seam of his palm, Wu Tian shook it subconsciously, only to find that the pike was stuck so strong.

"brush!

Without waiting for Wu Tian to move again, Wang Yi raised the machete and dropped it again. It was still the piercing spear on Wu Tian's hands, still in the position full of knife marks.

"Yeah~

"Crack, click!

The moment the blade touched the gun, two clear sounds sounded, and the gun slid to the ground. At the same time, Wu Tian's two thumbs were on the ground.

With two long fragments of bones, it seems like chicken feet that have not been chewed clean, with traces of skin and flesh glued to the bones.

On both hands, a thin strip of skin was torn along the palm of the hand to the elbow, and the original position of the thumb had been replaced by broken muscles, trembling with Wu Tian's tremor.

"Uh...uh...

Wu Tian wanted to scream, but suddenly realized that at this time, he couldn't even say a complete sentence.

"How could this be?"

Looking up, Wang Yi's expressionless expression was the most terrifying face Wu Tian had ever seen in his life.

The face gradually disappeared, and Wu Tian's eyes were replaced by a lingering blackness.

Carrying Wu Tian, ​​who had fainted on his shoulders, ignored the two **** thumbs on the ground, Wang Yi stepped calmly, stepped over the collapsed wall and walked into the airport.

The melee is coming to an end, and all the zombies have been wiped out. Under the leadership of Zhang Fei, some people dig out the basic chemical meat from the heads of the zombies. The other team holds guns and machetes, including Liu Yishou and Zhou Tai There are more than ten people in the group.

"Where is Yang Ze?

Wang Yi swept his eyes around, but he didn't find Yang Ze.

"He and Li Long took a few people to rescue Li Hu and them."

Yang Bing handed the gun to a team member beside him, walked quickly to Wang Yi's side, and stretched out his hand to drag Wu Tian, ​​who was on Wang Yi's shoulder, to the ground.

"Warehouse 16?" Wang Yi asked.

"No."

Yang Bing shook his head, and pointed to Liu Yishou who was holding his forehead by the gun.

"He said Li Hu and Wei Ping were sent to the slaughterhouse."

"The slaughterhouse?"

Wang Yi looked at Yang Bing's slightly calm face.

"Yes, but the woman said Li Hu and they are all right now."

"That woman."

Wang Yi followed Yang Bing's gaze.

Yao Ruoyun can only describe her as fascinating, her lips are red as if stained with blood, her ghostly makeup, her graceful and seductive figure, the blood and corpses around her, seem to be her most beautiful foil.

There was no fluctuation in her gaze, she just stared at Wu Tian, ​​who was lying on the ground unconscious.

"Give her a knife and tell her, as long as Wu Tian is not dead, she can do it whatever she wants.

Wang Yi shook his head sadly, and what the woman said last night appeared in his mind.

"If you succeed, I don't want anything, I only want Wu Tian!"

The eyes that should have gleamed with charm, but were replaced by endless madness and hatred.

Even Wang Yi was shocked by the hatred in her eyes.

That kind of hatred can't be pretended by anyone.