Traveling to another world, I made a two-dimensional girl into a card

A fake man with a fancy sword who has to do a series of combos to do damage.

A real man doesn't need weapons. A punch to the opponent's face is enough to make him die.

Guiding the power from the heart and resonating with the Tower of Hell, soon a vertical pupil-like portal opened. Fang Qingyun smiled confidently, not expecting that he would have such a good talent for magic. He stepped in. Maybe it was because the Book of Destiny was so painful every time he teleported, Fang Qingyun easily adapted to the nausea during teleportation and arrived at his destination smoothly.

The Tower of Hell is the signal of hell on earth, and there are five such signalers in Italy. They are heavily guarded by zombie tanks and other heavy weapons. It is basically unrealistic for a small force to infiltrate. In the eyes of intelligent zombies, the breath of humans trying to infiltrate is as bright as torches in the dark night and cannot be hidden at all. Once surrounded, they are dead.

If you lead a large army to fight the Hell Tower to the death, you will most likely be surrounded by the arriving zombie troops and forced into an annihilation war. The large army is too big a target and is likely to be ambushed in advance.

If a powerful and responsive army destroys the Hell Tower, the zombies around it will quickly weaken, just like fish out of water, and they can't jump for long. They just need to withstand a wave of counterattacks. When other zombie troops are transferred over, the weakened magic will slowly consume them, turning them into dry skeletons with guns.

There is a great mystery between the five towers of hell. The shampooer's magic circle is a pentagram. If you connect the five towers of hell with lines, you will form a pentagram covering half of Italy.

This evil pentagram magic circle is used to resurrect the Shampoo Man. The Shampoo Man himself was reduced to ashes in the previous film. Now he is collecting energy through the magic circle of the Hell Tower and slowly reborn in hell. When he really recovers his body, the whole world will fall into chaos again.

When he first arrived in hell, Fang Qingyun was teleported to a ruin by his own homemade device. This ruin was so out of tune with this world that he thought he was still in the human world.

He looked up and overturned his thoughts.

The sky was blood red, as if it was burning.

In the center of hell, there is a huge orange-red whirlwind in the shape of an hourglass, connecting the ground and the sky. The upper part is thick at the top and thin at the bottom like a tornado, with a smooth rounded corner at the top connected to the air. The part on the ground is directly connected to the shampooer's "wolf's den", which is the headquarters.

If the vortex is regarded as WiFi, then Fang Qingyun feels a full signal in hell, 5G network, 30MB per second, so fast that it is outrageous. The signal in the human world is only 3G to 4G, and the specific speed depends on the distance from the Hell Tower.

Fang Qingyun looked at the whirlwind and thought of the big whirlwind in the Warhammer world, which was also so huge. Because of his heart, Fang Qingyun could feel the powerful energy contained in the whirlwind. With the blessing of energy, Fang Qingyun felt that his zombie body was also strengthened.

This vortex doesn't exist in the original work... Fang Qingyun is no longer surprised by these changes. He is only worried that the sacred chamber will not turn into a basement or something like that. If that happens, as soon as he takes the sacred vessel, a division of zombies will drop in and rub him to the ground. There is no other possibility except that he will turn into a sieve.

For now, let's just stick to the original plan and try to be flexible and improvise during the execution process... Just like playing cards, defending against everything is the same as defending against nothing. No matter how good the plan is, it cannot keep up with changes.

The zombie sentry wandering in the ruins appeared in front of Fang Qingyun like a ghost. He glanced at Fang Qingyun and lowered the MP40 submachine gun in his hand. In his opinion, this was just an infantryman who came back to report on his work. There was nothing to be surprised about.

Fang Qingyun was frightened by the pale-faced sentry and almost took out his gun, but fortunately the sentry put down the gun, which proved that his disguise was successful.

Strictly speaking, his plan has changed this time. He is here to scout the area. Once he is exposed, he will be trapped next time. Fortunately, he connected his heart to WIFI, and the zombies around him were all lit up like planes on radar.

Fang Qingyun took a deep breath. Damn, there were so many monsters on this side of the Gobi Desert... If he was exposed, it wouldn't be a division that would airdrop in and pin him to the ground. Instead, a division of strong men would come from all directions and beat him up. Even if he had learned grappling techniques and couldn't stand this, it would be useless. He would still be pinned to the ground, and there was no choice in the posture.

In this area of ​​Hell, those wandering around are not empty shell zombies, but elite soldiers like the [Ammunition Transporters] that Fang Qingyun originally used. In the core area, there are even "Hell Legion" troops with the same bodies as Fang Qingyun is using now.

If the most common creatures on earth are hollow-shell zombies, a group of ragtag troops that move slowly and can only use what they have in their hands to "reach" the enemy, then the zombies in hell are at the very least elite, regular troops with combat experience, who can outflank and even ambush.

Chapter 31, I want a cardboard box...

Fang Qingyun, holding a gun, walked around the sentry who had just come over to check the situation. He originally wanted to attack the sentry here and get some points at the same time, but considering the overall situation, he suppressed this tempting plan.

This place is not a good place to score points. It's okay to shoot here, but if you kill a few zombies...

Based on Fang Qingyun's current superficial understanding of Hell's WIFI, this news will quickly spread through Hell's energy from one to ten to a hundred, and will reach the local commander in less than a minute. Then, a large number of zombie infantry will arrive and pin Fang Qingyun to the ground.

We are still infiltrating, so it’s better to keep a low profile.

Continuing to move forward, the surrounding scenery made Fang Qingyun wonder if this was hell. Apart from the gloomy feeling brought by the light, the architectural style was not much different from that of the human world. It just gave people a faint sense of horror, rather than the twisted style of the shampooer.

Even Fang Qingyun, who had seen many monsters, found the shampooer's twisted style interesting. He was very interested in these twisted monsters when he watched Bi Wanghei's videos. The shampooer's style was also quite unique among the many things Fang Qingyun had seen.

It was a mixture of twisted flesh and steel, with the steel on the outside and the flesh on the inside. The twisted flesh was like buds, squeezing out from the cracks in the steel, like a suffocator thirsting for air. It was created by such blasphemous magic, and it was more like a living monster than a creature of steel, with flesh constituting its internal organs and steel being its skin.

It used its living internal organs to devour flesh and blood, and turned them into zombies and popped them out. This disgusting ecology was the norm in hell. Unexpectedly, the periphery was still normal, and the house did not suddenly stand up to give Fang Qingyun a surprise.

This is really a bit unexpected.

Fang Qingyun thought that hell, no matter how bad it was, should have some Gothic style? A big spire castle, some twisted steel railings, etc.? Judging from the appearance of the current building, even Wolf's Wolf Castle has a more Gothic style than this one.

Fang Qingyun walked forward a little further and walked out of the town. Suddenly, the view in front of him opened up to a large cylindrical building. Fang Qingyun's throbbing heart told him that the holy weapon should be in this area.

This should be the shampooer’s “wolf’s den” and the center of the entire hell.

The guards here are no longer as lax as they were in the ruins area just now. Elite soldiers with chest plates are everywhere. In several high watchtowers, Fang Qingyun also saw snipers wearing special masks. Their lenses are green and very conspicuous from a distance.

There were green lasers on their guns, which cast a green light in the not-so-pure air. These snipers were standing on high places, and they were like living targets. Even if you didn't want to see them, you would have seen them.

These snipers have accurate marksmanship, but that is not the point. The real strength of these snipers is their terrifying mobility.

Their legs are blessed with the energy of hell, allowing them to leap up and jump from one building to another, and the distance between two buildings can even be as long as fifty meters.

Some snipers who feel that the sniper rifle is not powerful enough will choose to switch to the German individual anti-tank rocket launcher "Tank Killer" when shooting at close range. If they are hit by this thing, they will be completely destroyed.

Well, it has a large caliber, can be scoped, is powerful, and is a single shot... OK, if we use a nine-square grid to draw it, then the rocket launcher is also a type of sniper.

Fortunately, the green lights of these snipers were very conspicuous, exposing their positions early on. Otherwise, even a sniper elite like Carl would have found it difficult to gain any advantage from them in a sniping match.

This cylindrical building is on an isolated island in the center and can only be accessed through several bridges. On this side of the bridge, there are a large number of sentries guarding the checkpoint, while on the other side near the building there are several tanks parked. Under the bridge is a deep abyss.

It is a bit unrealistic to expect to enter the "Wolf's Lair" through some special means, and trying to force your way in is tantamount to seeking death. The only way is to pass the inspection.

Fang Qingyun, who had come up with a plan, walked to the side of the road with a gun in hand, stood up straight, pretending to be a sentry, secretly observing how the zombies got in.

Fang Qingyun waited patiently for half an hour. A total of three zombies entered. They all walked in directly without any body search. It seemed that all the elites at the checkpoint were just for show.

Is there some special identification code? Or does Hell WIFI have its own ID recognition?

This made Fang Qingyun mutter to himself. It was no use just wasting time here. It would take an indefinite amount of time for the next zombie to enter. Although he was not sure if there were any special rules, he still had fourteen lives, so he might as well give it a try.

Fang Qingyun boldly walked over with a gun, and walked into the fortress with confidence. When he noticed that several zombies were looking at him with guns on their backs, some of the more alert ones had already taken off the guns from their belts, which made Fang Qingyun's nervous walking posture twisted.

It's bad, it's bad, I have to do something to dispel their suspicion. Fang Qingyun didn't dare to look sideways, his brain was working rapidly. Now he could only try his best.

Fang Qingyun began to march in step, humming the music from the military parade in his heart to cheer himself up, but it was of no use. He walked two steps across the bridge when he was stopped by the elite next to him.

Looking at the incandescent eyeballs under the elite's helmet, Fang Qingyun felt nervous for the first time around a zombie. It was over. It was over.

Things did not develop as Fang Qingyun had expected. He picked up his machine gun in preparation for resistance, and this action seemed to turn on a switch on the other side.

The elite on the opposite side stood up straight with a "clang" and solemnly took the gun from Fang Qingyun. He placed the gun flat on the box behind him, took off all his weapons and equipment, including the pistol and the wooden-handled grenade, and put them in the box. Then he saluted the unarmed Fang Qingyun.

Since they performed the same set of moves as the guard of honor, Fang Qingyun unconsciously became serious as well. He stood straight and saluted in return.

The officer in charge of the sentry post looked at him carefully and waved his hand to let him go.

So he had to surrender. Fang Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief. He almost thought he was exposed.

Fang Qingyun didn't dare to relax. After all, the suspension bridge was still so far away. If any flaw was discovered and the ropes on both sides were cut, he would have to free fall and face the abyss.

In order to relieve his inner tension, he played the music of the military parade in his mind to give himself courage, while marching forward in step. His heart was pounding so hard that it was about to jump out. In a physical sense, Fang Qingyun felt several times that his heart had come into close contact with the armor plate.

This heart was so full of energy that Fang Qingyun felt as if his armor plates were being shaken.

It was not until Fang Qingyun marched to the other side and was not stopped that he breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the situation was not too strict overall. He did not expect that he could get into the "Wolf's Lair" so easily. This was something worth celebrating. Fang Qingyun was excited, but he suppressed his expression and tried to remain calm as much as possible.

I'm so awesome, put your hands on your hips.jpg

I guess the shampoo guy didn't expect that there would be a traitor among these mindless and obedient zombies, and this traitor would come back to take his head.

Fang Qingyun, who came to this side of the bridge, got the opportunity to observe the tanks up close. He took a few glances while marching in step, observing them as carefully as possible.

This tank is very different from what most people think. When most people mention tanks, they think of steel, tracks and motors, choking gasoline and diesel, and cold and trustworthy comrades.

But the tank parked here is more like a zombie covered in steel than a tank.

The prototype of the zombie tank should be the German Type 3 tank. Like the hell machine mentioned above, it is a forbidden mixture of flesh and steel. The body is like a meat grinder, with meat stuck in every gap. Its turret and chassis are not welded, but glued together by flesh and blood. The key is that the flesh and blood are also drawn... The shape of the flesh and blood makes people wonder if it will bounce off the turret in the middle of driving.

There is a tumor on each of the four corners of the zombie tank, and each of the wriggling tumors contains a machine gun, which allows it to rotate and aim more flexibly. Its shells are not made in a factory, but are concentrated from hell energy. When fired, they will form a huge skull, and within a certain distance, it can fine-tune its trajectory to hit the opponent.

The price is: the flight speed of the shells is much lower than that of conventional shells. When facing light armor, it can directly blow it up; when facing heavy tanks, the Hell Energy Cannon can only peel off its armor layer by layer, eventually turning it into light armor, and then repeat the above actions.

Next to the zombie tank is the zombie half-track vehicle based on the sdkfz251 German half-track vehicle. Similar to the previous zombie tank, it is also a zombie individual, with the same style of a mixture of bright red flesh and steel. What is even more disgusting is its manned area.

The manned area that can accommodate six soldiers is sealed in the car, which is very safe. When necessary, the left and right sliding doors at the rear can be opened to quickly release six soldiers to the combat position.

Now, after the transformation of hell, it looks like the chest of a monster. Fang Qingyun looked through the open door. Ribs were arranged on the ceiling one by one, and the floor was made of dense flesh and blood. Just looking at these made people feel sick. If we infer from the information in the game that this zombie half-track vehicle may have the ability to hatch zombies, it would be even more disgusting.

Fang Qingyun quickly moved away from the two vehicles. He didn't feel disgusted by the meat grinder-like thing. He just felt that it had a bloody beauty. But if it really appeared in reality, he would be scared to death. If he got closer, he would hardly be able to prevent himself from revealing some flaws.

Chapter 32: Are You in the Original Book? Come with Our Counter-Revolutionary Committee

Fang Qingyun walked around the "wolf's den", found the gate, and marched in.

He relaxed after entering the gate. There were no zombies inside, and he didn't need to march in front of others. This looked like a hangar with many planes parked. According to the induction of his heart, the holy weapon should not be on this floor, but somewhere higher up.

Fang Qingyun looked around, found the elevator's operating handle, and directly pulled the up switch.

At this moment, the entire building seemed to come alive. Several entrances were instantly blocked, and four or five portals appeared. An entire army walked out of them and surrounded Fang Qingyun with guns in hand. After they formed a battle array, they turned their eyes to Fang Qingyun who was pulling the elevator, and then became confused: Why was it one of their own people pulling the elevator?

What's going on, little brother?

Fang Qingyun didn't dare to move as so many guns were pointed at him. There were at least dozens of guns pointed at him. If he didn't want to die here, he should not act rashly. His disguise should not be exposed now. After all, they were all zombies with hell WIFI. They should not be able to see that there was a human soul hidden under this skin.

It was a false alarm. The army lowered their guns and left through the original portal one after another. Fang Qingyun, the survivor, was left behind and waited until they had all left. After confirming that he had escaped, he patted his chest and his heart beat even faster.

Fortunately, it was a zombie body... If it was the original body that came in, I'm afraid he would have been trapped. When the gun goes off, any good part of his body would be considered useless.

Fang Qingyun waited for a while, and after confirming that no zombies appeared again, he got on the elevator that he had almost saved his life from just now. He used his heart to sense the location of the holy weapon, and continued to go up one floor at a time, stopping and starting along the way, until Fang Qingyun reached the top floor. His heart told him that the holy weapon was on this floor.

This is also the limit of the elevator's reach. Fang Qingyun communicated with the energy of his heart, paused, and the portal behind him twisted halfway after appearing, and then turned into a ball of dissipated hell energy. It seemed that there was heavy interference next to the holy weapon. With Fang Qingyun's half-baked level, it was impossible for him to sneak in without alerting anyone.

He had no choice but to follow the right path. Fang Qingyun walked out of the elevator and didn't dare to relax at all. He was really afraid that another strong man of a division would be teleported out from the void and pin him to the ground, especially after he was almost surrounded just now.

Under the induction of the heart, the presence of the holy weapon in the next room was so blinding that Fang Qingyun unconsciously turned off the sensing ability of his heart. With such a huge force, it felt like if he turned on the sensing, the moment he got the holy weapon, his heart might explode due to the powerful force.

At the end of this corridor is the staircase leading up. As long as you get the holy object and go up the stairs, you can immediately escape through the large portal on the roof and be teleported directly to Rome. By then, the emperor will be far away, and if the shampooer can't find him, he will be dying a slow death.

Viola in the sacristy had had enough of such days. All she could do every day was to select key members, assemble the army, train her subordinates, and then watch these elite troops die meaninglessly under the command of the shampooer. This made her blood pressure soar at the beginning, but she got used to it later. After all, it has been more than ten years, and you will get tired of it too.

When she was free, she would sit in her seat, looking at the holy weapon in front of her, making sure it would not be stolen. She was busy with two things every day: daydreaming and training. The biggest pastime she could do was to count the number of zombies that came in. Usually, she didn't have to count because most of the time it was zero. She was completely tired of this kind of life. If it continued like this, she felt like she was going crazy.

She stretched, and her long white hair spread out under her military cap, hanging down almost to her waist. Every time she sat down, she had to lift her hair to avoid getting a headache from pulling on her butt.

The graceful curve of her body almost broke the clothes on her chest. That part was a burden when she was alive, and now as a zombie it might have undergone secondary development. Her lower breasts were wrapped in her underwear, and because of the size, they were tightly squeezed. The junction between the northern hemisphere and the underwear was shrunk a circle, showing a particularly sexy curve. The white breast flesh shook as if it was about to overflow.

Just looking at it makes people think of all the good things.

Walking down the street in such clothes would certainly be immoral and make people drop their eyebrows. It would also make some men hunch over in embarrassment and put their hands in their trouser pockets to suppress their guns.

Viola's dress was a specially made dark-colored one-piece dress. The upper part of the body was designed like a military uniform, with rank badges and hanging tassels on both shoulders. She also had various small bits and pieces on her body, ranging from medals to pocket watches.

The dress was actually quite big, but when worn by Viola, the top half had to be left open, otherwise there was a risk of damage. Her lower body was a wide skirt held up by a crinoline, only reaching to the knees. Bai Jie wore black stockings on her thighs, with several straps from the top of the stockings to the inside of the skirt, which should be garters. The shape of her legs under the garter stockings looked particularly charming.

Viola was wearing a pair of high-top combat boots, with her toes wrapped in black stockings resting outside the shoes in boredom. She felt bored from being stuck in the boots every day.

The higher the level of zombies, the closer they are to real people. Those at Viola's level are basically fully evolved. They have the advantages of strong vitality and endless physical strength of zombies, but they do not have hideous and shriveled limbs, and they will not lose their minds like low-level zombies.

Viola was relatively conservative when she was alive, but in hell she was used to being open-chested. Forcing her clothes up would only make her feel stuffy, and they would also bulge out like a nest of pigeons, which was not a good look. Now it didn't matter if she showed a little. This was hell, full of zombies, and no one would watch her even if she ran naked.

After a long absence, a stranger came to the sacristy. He was wearing the uniform of the Royal Guards but he was very cautious when he entered the room, like a disguised agent. He was stunned for a moment when he saw Viola. Didn't he say anything when he saw his superior? I am still the chief logistics officer after all. The humans call me "General".

Fang Qingyun really didn't expect to see a bored woman without shoes when he entered the sacred room. She had one foot on a shoe and the other foot covered with black stockings hooked the shoe with her flexible toes and swung it on her toes. Such a movement was quite difficult and Fang Qingyun couldn't do it anyway.

Viola watched as the personal guard came up to her side with ease, reached out to open the mechanism next to him, and closed the protective shield on the holy weapon. Wait, what is this guy going to do?

Seeing that the person sitting on the throne had not shown any violent reaction even at this point, Fang Qingyun quickly put the floating holy weapon in his arms and ran away.

Shit, did I just see a zombie steal the holy artifact? And did they steal it right in front of me? Viola was stunned. How dare you! If I let you run away, that mustache guy will be stuffed into the recycling bin.

The alarm sounded. The sharp sound woke up all the zombies. They quickly gathered together and surrounded the Wolf Fort.

Fang Qingyun heard the alarm, but no zombies teleported next to him like just now. He clenched his fist slightly, thinking that his bet was right.

He couldn't even teleport to the holy artifact, so by analogy, these zombies shouldn't be able to teleport over either. If he just ran, he was confident that he could outrun these zombies.

Due to the powerful interference of the holy weapon, the zombies were unable to reach Fang Qingyun through the portal. They could only search from the bottom up, eliminating possible enemies layer by layer.

Fang Qingyun ran to the door, and out of the corner of his eye he saw the well-developed and scary zombie sitting on the throne pulling out a saber from the side and rushing over. Okay, you're waiting for me here? Is this the guard who protects the holy artifact? Relying on such a despicable means to attract the attention of the intruder is really cunning... So can you bring more?

As a normal male, it was naturally difficult for Fang Qingyun to take his eyes off those magnetic breasts. Just watching her swaying, he could even hear and hear the sound of "Puyo".

But now is a matter of life and death, and it is simply putting the cart before the horse to still dwell on this matter. What if this guard chops her to death? This is nothing before the life issue. Now the most urgent task is to prevent her from catching up. Fang Qingyun was searched cleanly and there were no grenades on her. Otherwise, she would have to give her two big treasures to let her taste the power of the bomb.

Viola was gradually left behind by Fang Qingyun. She felt uncomfortable while running, not because of the pain caused by swaying, after all, zombies don’t have much sense of pain, but because of the imbalance of center of gravity caused by swaying.

She had been sitting in her seat for long enough. Normally, she would walk at most and rely on teleportation most of the time. She had not had the need to run for a long time. Now she suddenly ran to chase the invader. The weight that was offset to the left and right really affected her running speed.

The key reason why she couldn't catch up was not just the weight mentioned above. Every time Viola was about to catch up, a mysterious force would affect her, gently making her lose balance or weaken her limbs, and then disappear when she fell. She guessed that it was probably because of the holy weapon. Viola gritted her teeth. Would this holy weapon really listen to him?

For the past decade or so, I have to use the holy artifact to awaken zombies and guide the energy to start the machine every day. The holy artifact and I should be very compatible, so why is it tripping me up?

Seeing that Fang Qingyun was about to run to the stairs, Viola was really at a loss. She tripped and flew very far and fell heavily at high speed. The saber was thrown two meters away. Fortunately, she was protected by the airbag and did not fall off.

But the sound of her chest hitting the ground… It hurts to watch. Fang Qingyun, who was standing in front of her, heard the sound and found that Viola had fallen. His eyes lit up as he turned around as fast as he could and ran to Viola. In her incredulous eyes…

Chapter 33: He is not a human being at all...