Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game

Kohl couldn't help but gulp when he saw Fang Heng's move.

"Holy attribute?"

What the hell.

This is an even rarer attribute than the undead!

Fang Heng didn't explain, giving Kohl a cold look in response, "The protection of the Holy Barrier isn't very strong, it can only block for a short time. Can you deal with the Faram seeds in time?"

"The number of Hell Faram seeds is completely uncertain. If there are too many, I definitely can't stop them. I can't guarantee it."

Fang Heng knew that Kohl was telling the truth.

He himself wasn't sure either.

"Let's try it first."

As he spoke, Fang Heng controlled the zombie clones behind him to maintain the stability of the magic circle and the green crystal, slowly moving towards the outside of the safe house together.

The light emitted by the glowing green crystal at the center of the golden Holy Barrier affected the Hell Faram outside the door.

The wall of flesh gathered at the entrance began to slowly recede, opening a passage.

Effective!

Next are the Hell Faram seeds!

Fang Heng quickly exchanged a look with Kohl, who slowly moved his feet towards the outside of the door.

The Hell Faram didn't completely recede; a large portion still remained on the walls, ceiling, and ground.

Fang Heng sought stability, controlling the zombie clones to advance slowly.

It took a full two minutes to reach the safe house exit.

"Careful!"

Kohl, who had already left the safe house, suddenly raised his hand to signal.

Fang Heng looked at the passage that the Hell Faram had just cleared outside the safe house.

Droplets of bright red spheres condensed on the wall of flesh on the ceiling.

Here they come!

"Drip, drip…"

The liquid dripped onto the wall of flesh on the floor, quickly forming clusters of red, fleshy Faram seeds, which shot towards Kohl.

Kohl condensed seals with both hands, chanting softly.

"Wind·Rend!"

Swish!

Several sharp cyan blades of light slashed forward.

The Hell Faram seeds that pounced in mid-air were instantly split into two pieces by the blades of light.

Kohl had been in the Revolutionary Army's research institute for some time, seen many experiment-related videos, and knew a lot about the Faram seeds.

Long-range direct lethal damage can prevent the Hell Faram seeds from self-detonating.

Fang Heng's pupils suddenly shrank when he saw this.

He sensed it again.

The blood of the Hell Faram seeds contained a very strong power.

Let's try it!

Swish!

Fang Heng stood still, condensing a seal in front of him with both hands, concentrating his mental power to stimulate the power of his bloodline to control the remains left by the Hell Faram seeds.

"Sizzle, sizzle…"

The Hell Faram blood polymers that had been split in half and fallen to the ground slowly floated into the air under Fang Heng's control.

Kohl's expression changed slightly when he saw this scene.

Huh?! What's going on?

Did the central seal's suppression fail, causing the Faram seeds to mutate again?

Kohl frowned, condensing a spell seal with both hands, preparing to strike again, when he suddenly heard Fang Heng shout softly from behind.

"Kohl, stop!"

"Huh!?"

Kohl quickly retreated, turning his head to look at Fang Heng at the same time.

He saw Fang Heng's eyes covered with a layer of red light.

In front, several Hell Faram corpses that had been cut in half and fallen to the ground gradually mixed together, forming a blood mixture suspended in mid-air, gathering into a ball the size of a fist.

"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle…!"

The blood mixture seemed to be scorched and quenched, constantly emitting white mist from the blood ball, while tiny black fragments kept falling to the ground.

The blood mixture, originally the size of a fist, quickly shrank. In just a few seconds, it was quenched and condensed into a tiny drop in mid-air.

Kohl stared at Fang Heng with amazement.

"Did you do that?"

Fang Heng didn't answer, staring at the drop of blood.

After removing all the impurities, only this tiny drop of blood remained.

But this tiny drop of blood contained extremely powerful power!

One drop of blood is comparable to killing tens of thousands of Tier 2 Barbarian elites in the Wilderness Game world.

Very good!

For Fang Heng, blood containing powerful power is an extremely rare material!

There was one thing that had always been recorded on Fang Heng's plan book, but he had never found an opportunity.

Upgrade the Vampire King bloodline!

Currently, Fang Heng has no way to continue purifying this drop of blood.

But the Vampire King sarcophagus can!

Collect the blood, then take it back and use the sarcophagus to continue purifying it, continuing to improve the level of the vampire bloodline!

He didn't expect to have such an unexpected gain in this kind of ghostly place!

"Catch!"

Fang Heng called out softly, took out a small test tube from his backpack, and threw it to Kohl outside the Holy Barrier.

Kohl was stunned, reached out to catch the bottle, and looked at Fang Heng with a bewildered expression.

"Huh?"

"Open the lid!"

Kohl was a little confused by Fang Heng's operation. Hearing this, he reached out and opened the lid like a tool man.

"Swish!"

The blood drop suspended in mid-air was drawn in and quickly poured into the bottle.

"Ka."

Kohl immediately closed the lid, frowning.

He realized that Fang Heng possessed a special ability he had never seen before, the ability to control blood.

Kohl turned to look at Fang Heng, "What's going on? What is this thing?"

"Purified blood, it might be useful."

Kohl opened his mouth.

He felt that Fang Heng wasn't telling the truth, but considering the fragile cooperative relationship between the two, he couldn't continue to ask.

Fang Heng said, "Slow down a bit, let's continue."

"Okay."

Kohl nodded and tried to move forward a few steps again.

"Drip, drip…"

The Hell Faram seeds began to drip from the ceiling again.

"Condense!"

Kohl condensed hand seals.

Wind blades continuously attacked forward, accurately bombarding the dripping blood clots, quickly cutting them in half!

Huh!?

Kohl frowned.

After the blood mixtures were cut open, they were once again quickly gathered by Fang Heng's control, and once again suspended in mid-air, condensing into a blood clot.

"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle…"

Just like before, the fist-sized mixed blood clot began to emit cyan-gray smoke and quickly shrink.

Kohl immediately turned his head to look at Fang Heng, taking advantage of the break.

"Again?"

Fang Heng's eyes were covered with a layer of scarlet.

"Continue!"

This time, Kohl no longer retreated, staying in place to continue dealing with the Hell Faram seeds that were gathering around.

"Open the lid!"

After a while, Kohl heard Fang Heng shout, and quickly retreated a few steps, opening the test tube cap.

The newly condensed drops of blood were once again poured into the bottle under Fang Heng's control.

Kohl couldn't help it, turning his head to look at Fang Heng again, giving him a helpless expression, "Brother, what the hell are you doing?"

"Well, I suspect that the blood mixture left after killing the Faram seeds will be reabsorbed by the wall of flesh, re-condensing into Faram seeds, thereby achieving a continuous generation effect."