The sacrificial blood was something Eamonn had worked hard to learn from Alexander. He even captured thirty survivors to offer to Alexander in exchange for this power. But now, it was unexpectedly broken by Fatso with a single strike?
This made Eamonn realize that not only was David incredibly powerful, but the people around him were equally formidable. Despite feeling angry deep inside, Eamonn restrained his impulses and kept the same frightened expression on his face.
But Augustus couldn’t hold back. He thought this time they would teach David a lesson and show him the power of the Kill God Gang. However, not only did they not touch a single hair on David, but Fatso had effortlessly decapitated the skeleton. How could he bear this humiliation? Besides, he was someone who looked down on others, so he immediately wanted to stand up and challenge Fatso to a duel.Just as he was about to get up, David’s gaze also fell on him.
This startled Eamonn, fearing that his scheme might be exposed. He quickly stood up first and asked, “Boss, the zombie… taken care of?” At the same time, he discreetly tugged at Augustus’ clothes, signaling him to calm down.
David glanced at Augustus and then nodded at Eamonn, saying, “You two brothers, don’t wander off. This place is dangerous, stay close to us.”
Eamonn quickly nodded, and when he saw that David wasn’t suspicious, he felt relieved. Augustus glared at David, but there was nothing he could do, so he had to follow Eamonn’s arrangements.
At this point, David suggested going to the third floor to see if there might be new discoveries. Everyone nodded and followed David to the stairs leading to the third floor.
Duke, Eamonn, and Augustus walked at the back. Eamonn occasionally glanced at Augustus, a smile forming on his lips.
Leading the way, David lowered his head, playing with the vanity mirror Fatso had given him. David eyebrows furrowed involuntarily as he looked at Fatso, who had once again resumed his carefree demeanor. Fatso was swinging a leg bone he had picked up from somewhere. David shook his head helplessly and continued to the third floor.
“Everyone, don’t separate, stay alert!” Eamonn was now standing at the stairs of the third floor. He secretly bit his finger again and dropped fresh blood on a partially decomposed corpse on the stairs. At the same time, he asked Augustus to do the same. Both of their blood, carrying a slight smell of decay, immediately seeped into the corpse.
They exchanged smiles, their lips curling into a sinister grin. This was a tactic they had devised. By combining different blood types, they could summon a creature using the sacrificial blood, and the creature’s strength would be on par with their own. In other words, the level of this corpse had now reached level seven, surpassing the fighting capabilities of most zombies and mutants. 𝒃𝙚𝙤𝙫𝒆𝒍．𝙘𝒐𝙢
Augustus looked at David’s back with resentment. This time, he was determined to make sure this guy met a certain death! Just as David pushed open a room door, he sensed the same aura suddenly appearing behind him. He quickly turned his head and saw that the corpse had turned into a zombie, standing behind Eamonn and Augustus.
“Be careful!” David warned.
Arnold also noticed something was off and quickly looked behind him. When he saw the powerful aura of a zombie, he was taken aback but immediately rushed towards it.
“Get out of the way!” Arnold intended to activate his werewolf mode, but considering this was the realm created by the ghostly zombies, he decided to use all his strength and throw a punch at the newly awakened zombie.
“Boom!” Unexpectedly, the zombie reacted swiftly and evaded Arnold’s attack with a sidestep. The punch hit the wall, creating a large hole.
Eamonn and Augustus quickly retreated, fear once again visible on their faces. Before Arnold could withdraw his fist, the zombie growled and kicked at him. Due to the narrow staircase and Arnold’s inability to use his ability, he could only endure the blow.
“Damn it!” The pain from the zombie’s kick almost made Arnold howl in agony. Sally, at this moment, pulled out her short knife from her waist and threw it towards Arnold. Despite the pain, Arnold managed to extract his fist from the wall and caught the short knife Sally threw at him. Just as he was about to challenge the zombie that almost kicked him to death, Fatso shouted behind him!
“Get out of the way! Let him taste my big bone club!” Hearing a whooshing sound near his ear, Arnold saw a large bone being wielded by Fatso, who rushed towards the zombie. Fatso’s leg bone hit the zombie’s shoulder at a rapid speed, causing its body to collapse inward, breaking the bones inside. Fatso didn’t stop there; he swung the leg bone again, this time aiming at the zombie’s head like a torrential rain!
“Scared of you! Playing tricks on me! Do you think my big bone club is a toy hammer? I’ll let you have a taste of bone soup!” The zombie hadn’t even had a chance to react when Fatso shattered it into pieces. Bones fell from the decaying body, scattering on the ground like a disassembled toy.
Fatso finally stopped and threw the bone he was holding towards Augustus, saying, “Brother, don’t be afraid. My leg bone is powerful. The monster scared you just now; go ahead and vent your anger!”
As Fatso stared at Augustus, it seemed like he was waiting for something. David and everyone else looked at them, with a subtle hint of killing intent in David’s eyes. Seeing the bone Fatso had handed to him, Augustus was momentarily stunned.
However, Eamonn became nervous all of a sudden. He knew he had most likely been exposed. Before he could think of a countermeasure, Augustus abandoned all pretense, revealing his true identity. He picked up the bone in his hand and fiercely threw it at David. David swiftly dodged, and the bone hit the wall behind him.
“I’m done pretending. I’ll be honest with you. Today, we’re here to take your life!” Augustus no longer concealed his level; a putrid aura burst forth from him, and he glared at David menacingly.
Everyone was shocked and looked at this “survivor” in disbelief. Fatso chuckled casually, walked over to David, and nonchalantly said, “they are here to trouble you. I won’t interfere.” He leaned against the wall, adopting a spectator’s stance.
David remained calm and looked at the two with a composed expression. He had known from the beginning that something was peculiar about them. How could there be survivors in a place controlled by ghostly zombies? And when he asked Augustus earlier if they saw anyone else before they came up, they consistently emphasized that there were only the two of them and no one else. This only deepened David’s suspicion about their identity.