This time I chose Paladin

At this moment, the dark zone was filled with the strong smell of gasoline, but the commander did not order the ignition. Nie Weiyang knew what the other party was waiting for, and he was also waiting for that moment.

Shuli smashed down the hoe, followed by a horizontal chop with the sickle!

But this time, the horizontal chop brought up a fierce cold wind. Shu Li seemed to be using all his strength to turn around and swing the hoe, chopping towards Nie Weiyang's face. Wind and snow were generated in it, and snow waves, frost, suffocating wind and two negative states of [cold] and [slowness] - the winter before the new world arrived had already arrived!

——[Winter storage].

The already shaky shield was shattered by the silent wind and snow, but Nie Weiyang did not dodge. On the contrary, he held the shield forward, and the collision between the shield and the hoe made a series of clanging sounds.

Amidst this agonizing sound, the Paladin single-handedly blocked a large swath of snow and wind, leaving the fan-shaped area behind him as warm as autumn. A single streak of snow blew away the wind on either side, but it didn't touch anyone. Meanwhile, Nie Weiyang himself was covered in frost, practically a crust of ice, and his health had been significantly reduced.

But the next moment, a voice came: "[Frost Reversal]!"

An ice-blue light flashed, and the ice shell on Nie Weiyang's body melted instantly.

At the edge of the sorghum field, a pair of purple-tinged hands tightly grasped an ice staff, glittering with icy blue crystals. Countless tiny, snowflake-like ice blades swirled around Han Jiangxue, their movements evoking the feeling of a gathering razor blizzard. She stood far away from everyone, staring at Shuli, a glint of death-seeking frenzy in her eyes as she raised her ice staff high and pounded the ground.

"[Silver Snake]!"

"Boom boom boom..."

Frosty winds scattered the tents, and ice blanketed the ground. A roaring sound stretched across the ground, and the ice swelled up like snake bones on the ground. It approached Shuli in an instant, but before reaching him, it sank into the ground.

‘Boom! ! ! ’

Solid black ice several meters high burst out from the depths of the earth. The piercing blade-like peaks did not penetrate Shu Li's body, but were so thick that several people had to hug them. The force of a volcanic eruption, at the cost of the ice cracking, knocked Shu Li into the sky!

"good chance!"

On the other side, the Holy Spear Messenger jumped out from the red tent with swaying green shadows.

Yi Jian soared into the air, laughing loudly and bowing. He didn't even consider ordinary attacks, but simply clasped his arms forward, and the light instantly formed a spear as tall as a person.

"Take this!" He shouted loudly, as if the volume of his voice could increase the power of his skills.

"——Faith in victory!!!"

'Bang------'

Amidst the light of the sword marks remaining on the ground, the intersecting beams of light pierced through the darkness!

Shuli's defense was ineffective. Before it even touched the ground, it soared into the air again, and was pierced diagonally by a straight beam of light. The arm holding the sickle looked shaky!

After firing the shot, Yi Jian crashed into the ground, looking considerably weaker. He was urgently carried away by the healers roaming the battlefield. Nie Weiyang twirled his spear, pouring energy into it like it was free, and the tip shone brightly like a fragment of the sun.

He leaped forward, stepped on the ice that appeared out of thin air, and accurately pierced Shu Li's shoulder with a spear. With a loud shout, he picked it up, turned around and threw it heavily to the ground in the distance!

"Grain bag!" His voice echoed through the night.

It all happened so fast, so intensely, yet someone still managed to react. From two acres away, a sharp, head-splitting whistle echoed, and an arrow flew past, precisely piercing the grain bag on Shu Li's shoulder.

'puff! '

A brilliant, multicolored light lingered in the air, and even a hollow star dissipated with a strangely melodious sound.

A young woman who made people feel good at first sight was holding a short stick. She smiled, tapped the air, and whispered, "[Fairy Tale Whistle]."

Another arrow whistled through the air, scattering stars and light, but also bringing warnings and damage. Ranged classes from all directions spontaneously began to focus their fire, beams of light tearing through the sky. To avoid accidental injuries, melee classes instead attacked the sorghum fields.

The light shield on Nie Weiyang lit up again.

He jumped back, and when Shuli landed and got up, he had already stepped on the lucky lot again.

"Get out of the way!" he shouted. "I'll bring it in, and you guys light the fire!"

"Understood!" Everyone, including the commander, answered in unison.

Nie Weiyang increased the power of the locomotive, a blue light flashed by, and the sharp spikes pierced into Shu Li's body, pushing the heavy monster into the sorghum tent.

As the flames rose, he smiled again. A resolute smile.

——Come, come and fight, come and follow me, come and burn the darkness and its disguise.

In this way, more people can survive!

Chapter 150 Pioneer

fire.

Nie Weiyang used it once when the blood moon rose.

Mastering fire is the first sign that mankind has escaped from complete barbarism. Therefore, everyone knows how to use fire, approach fire, and how to revere and respect fire.

For millions of years, the definitions of light, darkness, fire and death have remained unchanged.

It has been so for ten thousand years, and it will be so for ten thousand years to come:

When facing an enemy, one must rely on the light to use weapons, poison, and fire!

Because human beings are a civilization that was born from fire!

……

If you stand in front of everyone, then a move that kills the enemy is a good move—no matter how many times it is repeated, it is a good move. But this time there is no need to burn in the fire. Nie Weiyang turned the car around and retreated through the flames.

The previous combo, concentrated fire, continuous damage from [Say I'm Worried], and burning flames, all of this has reduced Shu Li's health to 82%, but Nie Weiyang did not relax. Instead, his face became more serious amidst the dull sound of the shield on his body.

The next moment, the red-hot sickle split the flames!

Shu Li rushed over, Nie Weiyang blocked it with his shield, and Zhenhui and the sickle collided again.

At this time, Zhenhui's disadvantage is also fully reflected: a normal smooth shield can slide away the enemy's attack force, but Zhenhui cannot. It can only receive the external impact with dignity and bear the damage, leaving heavy marks on itself and the enemy.

but……

"Exactly what I want!"

Amid the strong vibration from the shield, Nie Weiyang simply stopped retreating. He smashed Shu Li away with a spear, retracted the car to prevent Lucky Sign from bearing too much impact, and fought alone in the fire with this rare opponent.

Sorghum grains continuously gushed from the grain bag on Shu Li's shoulder, falling into the flames and dissipating into black mist. The flames intertwined with the phantom of the sorghum field, a fierce red light blending into one. Everyone was trapped in the dark area of ​​this 52-acre field, that is, in the same vast fire. The fire melted the frost and snow, dried the branches and leaves, and the sorghum continued to collapse. This was a scene that the farming people could not bear to see, but it had to happen.

Ten minutes later, Nie Weiyang was knocked out of the depths of the flames, a stream of fire emanating from him, and rolled several times on the ground. Several healing skills landed on him, surprisingly, none of which were holy. He glanced at the healing professions, and those with holy attributes all turned away from him.

Gu Shi knew exactly what his bloodline was.

However, as long as Nie Weiyang is useful to the country and mankind, even if the Jade Emperor comes, he will still be Night Heron!

Nie Weiyang stopped thinking about anything else. He took off his flaming windbreaker and threw it into his backpack, staring at the figure that emerged from the flames. The figure held a sickle in one hand and a hoe in the other. His cloth clothes were ignited by the fire, but they did not burn completely.

Many people have been here more than once. If they had known that it was not so easy to fight, they would have just been solemnly prepared.

The flames were steaming and rolling, stimulating people's blood. Han Jiangxue stopped rubbing his hands. He and Yi Jian, who had just recovered, stood on each side behind Nie Weiyang, staring at Shu Li's figure.

An alienated monster, one of the incarnations of farmers in the fragments of civilization left in the New World.

It looks so tough, but unfortunately, it blocks the path of human civilization today.

Since the beginning of this battle, the Gushi side has been suffering casualties. Even with Nie Weiyang blocking the direct attack, six people from Gushi died. With four more to go, it will release [Autumn Harvest] and simultaneously release [The Millet is Scattered, and the Millet Seedlings] to refresh this bright red sorghum tent.

But the battle has just begun!

Fire ignited the hoe and sickle, and Shuli took a step forward. It rushed towards the crowd, its speed and strength unmatched by ordinary people. As long as it could get close to other players, it would be the mowing phase.

But when it passed near Nie Weiyang, it still had to turn and rush towards Nie Weiyang... This is the charm of forced taunting!

"Scatter!" Nie Weiyang shouted, "Don't be treated like grass!"

He took the initiative to rush forward, away from the crowd, to the most dangerous place.

Han Jiangxue and Yi Jian watched him from behind and resisted the urge to follow him.

They looked at each other, and the next moment, Han Jiangxue took out a lens with a broken corner, put it in front of his eyes, and stared at the red sickle in Shuli's hand that was beginning to cool down.

The crystal in her hand glowed coldly—

'boom! ! '

Amidst the swirling skill light effects, a subtle blue light struck the sickle. It was a piece of incredibly cold ice, dripping with water, but frost instantly grew onto Shu Li's hand. Unaware, he swung his sickle again—

The ranged professions around them cleverly switched their targets.

Arrows, lightning, high-pressure air balls, rocks, energy projectiles... the explosive damage was instantly inflicted on Shuli's sickle. With a loud "bang!", the already severely fatigued blade broke in mid-air!

As objects made of the same material, the BOSS's weapons naturally have values ​​such as sharpness and toughness.

But unlike players, if the BOSS's weapons and equipment are completely damaged, they will either enter the second stage immediately or take out another one out of thin air.

But the BOSS Shuli does not have a second stage, and taking out another one...it will take time!

Shuli swung his sickle, but nothing happened. It paused, then opened its hand to drop the sickle handle and smashed down with the hoe. But Nie Weiyang slammed his shield, breaking the hoe handle. Zhenhui's ability to resist slipping became an advantage: when the grooves between the triangular structure clamped onto the enemy's weapon and exerted force, it had no chance of escaping!

Nie Weiyang thrust his spear into Shuli's chest. The feel of the weapon piercing the dark mist in the wound perfectly replicated a strong human body. However, its destructive effect on Homo sapiens genes was not revealed.

Because this is not a human being.

Shuli is just a monster in the appearance of a Homo sapiens!

"Come again!" Nie Weiyang shouted.

He rushed forward, and Shu Li didn't even look at him, but just swung his hoe and hit Nie Weiyang!

As they engaged in a complete battle, the others' attacks would inevitably land on Nie Weiyang, and Shu Li's attacks would also inevitably land on Nie Weiyang and his shield. However, he didn't retreat, nor did he get angry. He simply advanced, advanced, and advanced again, pushing Shu Li away, preventing the aftermath of the other party's attacks from reaching the others. His health rose and fell, and he was covered in wounds. His armor was covered in scars, but he simply continued to fight, even choosing to ignore the eyes of others and directly enter a violent state when his health was dangerously low several times.

In his personal status bar, the effect of [Pioneer's Inspiration] was shining.

In the old city, torches are shining all over the city.

"The sewer is open, let me in!"

"Fuck, so many rats!"

"Such a big cockroach, no, that's not right. Such a small cockroach, that's not right either..."

"There are a lot of cockroaches in the sewers. They're not the carnivorous ones, but common cockroaches native to the New World," someone reported to Liang Zhenduan. "There are a lot of rats. The target must be hiding in the underground drainage system."

"The drainage system leads to the nearest river..." Liang Zhenduan pulled out a manually surveyed map of the ancient city. He and the others pointed at it, comparing it with their respective maps. "The drainage system outlet in Xinyin District flows into the main drainage system... Next to this is... Deye District."

As he spoke, his voice became smaller and smaller.

After a moment, he raised his head with a grim expression.

I know some friends have been wondering about some details in the plot these days, but I don’t want to say too much and affect everyone’s impression.

For example, how could such a large number of people, 7, be easily transformed into puppets? But I've always written about ' people infected with parasites, some of whom became puppets'... A county town can actually have or people. The number in Langcheng was subjectively reduced again and again. Chaoyi District has a high population density, is located on the edge, and was targeted. Isn't seven days of infection enough? And when Old Nie first entered the city, he said there was a zombie outbreak. What a trap.

Some people have been complaining, "Didn't even the Blood Moon rise so many people?" That's not true. As I said at the beginning, Gu City had over 10 million people before the Blood Moon. Now, including deaths and those who dispersed on their own, the population has dropped by several million, leaving only a few million people in the city. Gu City had a high death toll, though 80,000 is no small matter. Lang City had a smaller population, making it easier to relocate, and there's also Old Nie. Without those two, not much would remain. The Blood Moon rises once a year, and the New World is forcing people to disperse their small settlements.