Doomsday game, start as the Dragon King of the Abyss

Under the hazy sky, there are occasional snowflakes as big as goose feathers.

At this moment, there are six zombie warlords surrounding the Demon Steel Group and launching a series of fierce attacks.

On a battlefield, Yang Ming remotely controlled the flesh and blood clone of the inaugurated berserker, clenched the butcher's blade in his hand, and blew a fierce wind.

Yang Ming twisted the butcher's blade, his body continued to rotate, the blade body was surrounded by rich blood qi, and the blood-colored knife qi released surrounded his body, forming a tornado of sword qi.

Wherever Yang Ming passed, the three zombie dogs nearby were unexpectedly unabiding, and they were all killed on the spot, leaving behind a pile of broken flesh and corpses, as if piled up into a carpet of flesh and blood.

The green-skinned old man stood on the wall of the Demon Steel Group, stunned as he opened this scene.

Although it knew that Yang Ming was very fierce, it never knew that Yang Ming was so fierce, and with his own strength, he actually broke through the army of the zombie warlord all the way.

The green-skinned old man originally had some careful thoughts in his heart that he shouldn't have, and he originally thought that after buying enough weapons and equipment from Yang Ming, he turned around and rebelled.

But after seeing Yang Ming's performance on the battlefield, the green-skinned old man immediately dispelled the thoughts in his heart.

Of course, if the green-skinned old man knew that such a fierce berserker in front of him was just a flesh and blood clone that Yang Ming had fabricated casually, and the real body was a huge black dragon, it would probably be even more sad.

This means that it will never want to escape from Yang Ming's Five Finger Mountain in its life.

Yang Ming interspersed back and forth in the camp of the three-headed zombie dogs, as if he was incarnated as Changshan Zhao Zilong, and immediately attracted the attention of several other zombie warlords.

One of the zombie warlords approached this place, and immediately sent a group of men to support.

Although these zombie warlords are quite dirty with each other, there is competition between them, and they are eager to kill each other, but now they are racing against time to snatch the Demon Steel Group to avoid being drowned by the subsequent tsunami, and even at the moment when they are devoured by monsters in the ocean, with the awakened wisdom of the zombie warlords, they also know how to temporarily put aside their grievances and choose to cooperate sincerely.

At this point, human survivors should reflect on this.

Wisdom brings more than just ingenuity, but more selfishness.

Since the start of the apocalyptic game, Yang Ming has not heard of how many human survivors will unite to survive the difficulties, most of the time they are sweeping the snow in front of their own doors, each living their own life, and wanting them to help others, it is even more whimsical and impossible.

It was the tyrant who came to the aid along the way.

As a third-order elite monster, the number of tyrants on the battlefield is not large, only two or three hundred, and now a hundred tyrants have come over.

Although there are only a hundred tyrants, with their great height and strong defense, they are enough to deal with many dangerous situations.

The leader of the three zombie dogs is a giant dog that is far larger than its kind.

Unlike the other three-headed zombie dogs, the leader of this three-headed zombie dog has snow-white hair all over his body, without the dirty stains of other kinds, his hair is neatly groomed, and the six wolf eyes are clear with a hint of wisdom.

When he saw a hundred tyrants coming to his aid, the leader of the three zombie dogs immediately raised three huge heads, his mouth opened slightly, and let out a long wolf howl.

"Woohoo! Woooo

Suffering from the fact that the flesh and blood clone did not have insight skills, Yang Ming could only know the effect of the opponent's leader's skills through his own experience in a hundred battles and through the subtle changes of this group of three-headed zombie dogs, which was estimated to increase movement speed, damage and other effects.

The three zombie dogs have a tacit division of labor, and under the long-range command of the leader, it is like evolving from the original stragglers to a well-trained army, and the original scattered formation begins to be regrouped, with wolves responsible for harassment and wolves responsible for attracting hatred, in order to help hundreds of tyrants better play the role of battlefield tanks.

"Knock knock......"

There was a sound of dense footsteps.

Yang Ming cut off a wolf's head with a knife and suddenly looked back.

Hundreds of tyrants have joined the battlefield with ferocity, and they are rushing in his direction with unstoppable steps.

The appearance of these tyrants has changed slightly from what Yang Ming had seen before.

The tyrant has a burly physique, gray skin, and a bald head, and this has not changed.

However, the surface of these tyrants has appeared marble-like patterns after being affected by radiation, and if you zoom in closely, you will find that those are stiff green tendons, obviously a large area of necrosis of muscles.

If it were a normal person, he would have been paralyzed a long time ago, and he couldn't move at all.

But obviously, these tyrants are members of the zombie mutation evolution, and even if the muscles are necrotic on a large scale, the impact is really limited.

Instead of giant claws, these tyrants have their own characteristics attached to their wrists.

Some of the tyrants had rusty serrations on their wrists, stained with dark brown flesh foam and bloodstains, apparently having slaughtered an unknown number of enemies, so they remain to this day.

There are also tyrants who have a deep hammer attached to their wrists, and if struck down, the terrible weight of the hammer alone is enough to smash a bus to the ground.

Compared to the previous claw attack method, this change in weapons has also brought a big change in the way these tyrants fight.

The Jagged Tyrant's attack is similar to that of a Berserker, leaving little room for error, swinging his arms wildly, his teeth cutting through sharp arcs in order to tear the enemy in his path in half.

Looking at their crazy posture, people who don't know will really think that they are the reincarnation of berserkers.

As for the Hammer Tyrants, perhaps due to the weight of the hammers at hand, at least two tons, their pace is slow and their attack methods are clumsy, but once they are really hit, I am afraid the consequences will not be so good.

With three nearby zombie dogs as cover, these hammer-type tyrants will be able to achieve their goals.

Yang Ming also witnessed the defensive strength of these tyrants, and knew that the mortar shelling was ineffective against them, so he was naturally unwilling to waste shells.

Yang Ming moved like a skilled waltz dancer, taking advantage of his small size, and his body was agile enough to avoid the tyrant's frontal attacks and play his opponent around.