Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game

It's really effective!

Fang Heng's pupils suddenly constricted.

He was already at his wit's end, and just a random try actually had such a good effect?

That doesn't make sense!

Under normal circumstances, let alone the Hell Faram, even the blood within the body of an ordinary high-level creature would be extremely difficult for him to manipulate.

But the Hell Faram before him seemed to be different.

As long as he activated his mental power, the blood within the opponent's body would be affected.

He couldn't even control the blood within the Faram Seed so easily.

Why?

A strong sense of doubt flashed through Fang Heng's mind.

He suddenly had an extremely strange feeling.

Chi chi chi…!

Blood continuously and rapidly overflowed from the Hell Faram's previous eye wound!

At first, it was overflowing, then it began to bleed non-stop!

The originally broken wound gradually tore open, and the wound even began to gradually expand!

The blood flowing out from the Hell Faram's body was directly injected into the Blood King's Coffin under Fang Heng's control!

Huff!

Blood injection!

A purple-red flame phantom once again surged from the coffin!

[Hint: The Blood King's Coffin is refining blood].

[Hint: The Blood King's Coffin is converting blood energy… Current energy conversion rate: 9:1].

[Hint: The Blood King's Coffin energy value +788].

[Hint: Player consumes Blood King's Coffin energy value 600…].

Effective!

Fang Heng's heart stirred.

The Vampire King's Coffin could still be converted into energy, and the conversion rate was even higher! It could completely make up for his energy loss!

Fang Heng raised his head.

In the distance, the Hell Faram in the center of the cave seemed to feel the wound on its body continuously enlarging. It struggled frantically, constantly using area-of-effect mental impact skills.

However, the Hell Faram couldn't move!

The range of the mental impact skill was also limited!

Fang Heng hid far away in the back, away from its mental impact wave attack range.

The Faram Seeds around him quickly gathered towards him.

I have to find a helper!

Fang Heng frowned, using one hand to continue stimulating the blood flow within the Hell Faram's body, while simultaneously flashing to Cole's side, who was trapped in the illusion.

He raised his right hand forward.

Buzz…!

The Book of Oath!

"Holy Dispel!"

The Book of Oath replaced the Holy Initial Book.

A dark golden light fell, enveloping Cole.

Cole accepted the skill's effect.

He kept his eyes tightly closed, and a struggling expression appeared on his face. He seemed to be desperately struggling in the illusion.

"Cole!"

Seeing this, Fang Heng shouted loudly and kicked Cole's butt.

Pa!

After Fang Heng's kick, Cole was stimulated and startled. He finally broke free from the illusion.

He opened his eyes and saw Fang Heng, and surprise appeared in his eyes, "Huh? Fang Heng? Aren't you already dead…"

Fang Heng interrupted with a shout, "Wake up! What you just saw was an illusion! See clearly! We are fighting the Hell Faram!"

Cole seemed to think of something, and his expression suddenly changed. He immediately looked around.

He found that the other vampires were standing still in place, and he immediately understood.

So everything he had just seen was an illusion!

When did it happen?

When was he pulled into the illusion?

A sense of fear rose in Cole's heart.

He had special props to resist illusions, but the props didn't have any effect and he was unknowingly tricked…

Wait, what about Fang Heng?

Why didn't he…

Before Cole could understand the situation, he heard Fang Heng's shout again.

"Leave the Faram Seeds to you! I'll handle the rest! Quick!"

"Huh?"

Hearing the urging, Cole raised his head again and looked back. He immediately saw the Hell Faram in the center of the cave, revealing its sharp fangs, and the many Faram Seeds pouncing on them.

What's going on?

Why did the Hell Faram become like this?

Or is this the true appearance of the Hell Faram?

"Move!"

"Okay!"

Cole's thoughts were a little confused. Listening to Fang Heng's urging again, he subconsciously replied, and then felt that something was wrong.

Huh?

What did he mean by the rest?

Was Fang Heng referring to the Hell Faram itself?

The situation was critical, and there was no time to ask. Cole took out another bottle of potion and drank it, quickly condensing several imprints in front of him, and quickly chanting incantations.

"Fire · Sky Burning!"

"Boom!!"

A large amount of condensed flame spread forward!

The densely packed Hell Faram Seeds pouncing forward were immediately trapped in the burning earth, scorching in the flames!

"Bang! Bang bang bang!!"

The Faram Seeds exploded one after another!

The blood mixture left by the corpses was once again poured into the Vampire King's Coffin!

The crisis was temporarily resolved. Taking advantage of the gap, Cole had time to glance at Fang Heng behind him.

Cole was even more curious about what Fang Heng was doing.

With this look, Cole was even more puzzled.

He saw Fang Heng condensing a spell in front of him with both hands, and then staring intently at the Hell Faram.

What is Fang Heng doing?

Cole wondered, and looked at the Hell Faram again. Immediately, extreme surprise appeared in his eyes.

A large amount of blood continuously gushed out from more than a dozen bowl-sized wounds on the Hell Faram's body!

The blood seemed to be controlled by Fang Heng, flowing rapidly in the air, until it mixed with the residual blood mixture after the death of the Faram Seeds and poured into that strange coffin!

"Gudong…"

Cole couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

What kind of weird power is this!

The Hell Faram is huge, but it can't stand being bled like a high-pressure water gun!

Cole could feel that the Hell Faram's vitality was gradually weakening!

He turned his head to look at Fang Heng again, and a few traces of solemnity appeared in his eyes.

Fang Heng!

Who exactly is he?

He can do this much with the power of blood?

A power system that has never been seen before!

He was able to weaken the Hell Faram to this point in such a desperate situation!

With such a powerful strength, he would definitely not be an unknown person in the Fallen Ones Legion.

Why have I never seen him or heard of this name?

For a moment, Cole's mind turned a hundred times. He stared at Fang Heng, firmly remembering Fang Heng's face in his heart.

Fang Heng didn't notice Cole's gaze. With Cole helping him control the Hell Faram Seeds that were surging from all directions, he could free up his hands to fully control the Vampire King's Coffin to absorb blood!

Blood flowed like a torrent!

All of the Hell Faram's abilities were ineffective against Fang Heng, who was outside the attack range!

As a large amount of blood was lost, the yellow eyes on the Hell Faram's body gradually became dim and weak.

The eyes on its body gradually closed.

The illusion effect began to weaken.