The third zombie swung a pair of huge arms like a stick towards the pouncing 18th zombie, seeing that the 18th zombie was about to crash into it, but he powered up and jumped, directly jumping to the top of the third zombie's head, and the bone saws on his two legs popped out lightning fast, and hooked deeply into the third zombie's eyes, and then he pulled violently with the force of the impulse and the gravity of the fall, and he heard the third zombie let out a cry of anguish, and his eyes were hooked alive! out, and the power of the pair of bone saws did not decrease, deeply cut as the number three zombie's brow bone, from his eye socket to his skull, cut out two parallel scratches.
Purple-black blood instantly sprayed out along the out-turned dead-white flesh, the third zombie lost his light in an instant, but he still used his nose to follow the smell to strike in the approximate direction. Only the eighteenth zombie had already retreated to the distance quickly, on his feet, there were still two rotten grape-like eyeballs hanging, without taking a few steps, these two eyeballs were trampled, and the body fluids inside splashed out towards the purple-black grape juice, leaving two irregular dots on the ground.
The pain and darkness didn't make the third zombie timid, but instead made him even more furious, he followed the smell and charged towards where the eighteenth zombie was, his two huge arms hanging down at his side like two poles.
The eighteenth zombie stepped backward and accelerated forward in the same old trick, then leapt up and landed accurately towards the top of the third zombie's head, and at the bottom of it were two standing bone saws that he wanted to pierce through the third zombie's head!
In the moment when the bone saw was about to pierce into Zombie Number Three's head, his massive arms suddenly lifted up, grabbing Zombie Number Eighteen that was above him. With all his might, he pulled downwards, and with a "squish" and a "crack," the force of the pull caused Zombie Number Eighteen's bone saw to completely impale Zombie Number Three's head and protrude directly from the base of his neck. At the same time, Zombie Number Eighteen's legs were shattered as a result of Zombie Number Three's dying counterattack, with its right leg broken at the knee.
Zombie Number Three, now completely lifeless, collapsed to the ground, while Zombie Number Eighteen, completely disregarding the injuries on its own body, crazily tore at Zombie Number Three's corpse, relentlessly chewing. Purple-black fluid occasionally trickled from the corners of its mouth as it swiftly drained what remained of Zombie Number Three's brain matter!
"Victory for Zombie Number Eighteen!" As the result of the match was announced, a tremendous wave of sound erupted throughout the arena. People shouted in excitement if they had bet correctly, while those who had lost cursed loudly. Others who hadn't placed bets yelled for various reasons—fear, disgust, excitement, madness. The entire arena was boiling with frenzy due to the sight of a zombie feasting on human flesh, sprawled on the ground.
Li Lang fully understood the emotions of these people, who actually represented the sentiments of all humanity. Overnight, the once glorious pinnacle of civilization regressed by decades or even centuries, with the risk of total collapse looming. Humanity, once at the top of the food chain, was suddenly thrust down. All common knowledge and moral systems crumbled overnight. How could they not go mad? Li Lang realized that from the perspective of a zombie, he was able to see many things clearly.
Just as the boiling sound subsided, several mechanical guards rolled in from the sides of the arena. They deployed a large net, its material indiscernible, and quickly ensnared Zombie Number Eighteen, who was still voraciously feasting. It was dragged away. Normally, Zombie Number Eighteen could have broken free, but unfortunately, its primary weapons, its legs, were severely injured, rendering it defenseless. The remaining corpse of Zombie Number Three was also captured. These mechanical guards then moved onto the tracks behind the cages and headed off in the distance. Judging by their direction, they were transporting these entities to Rohaid's research institute. It turned out that because Rohaid was studying zombies, Qian Sen had ordered that all incapacitated zombies of a certain level in the arena be sent to the research institute for Rohaid's studies.
This was a golden opportunity! Li Lang suddenly came up with a brilliant escape plan.
"Alright, dear friends, after warm-up, let's move on to the main course," the booming voice of the announcer transmitted to every corner of the arena. "The next contestants are Zombie Number Four, Zombie Number Five, and Zombie Number Nine! As you can see, Number Four and Number Five are both Level Three zombies, while Number Nine is a Level Four zombie! We all know how astonishing the power of a Level Four zombie is. Now, let us enjoy this fight!"
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The metallic doors of the three cages slowly opened, and a lion-like zombie leaped out from the one marked with a "9," emitting a thunderous roar that drowned out the screams of the Level Three and Level Four zombies. For a moment, the voices of tens of thousands of humans were completely overshadowed by the few hundred zombies, and some people in the crowd instantly collapsed due to heart attacks.
"Weak humans," Li Lang said coldly, with a disdainful smile.
This Level Four zombie could be described as having undergone a bizarre evolution. Apart from his head, there was almost no trace of his former human self. The upper body seemed to have undergone even more significant changes. His arms had completely transformed into sharp claws, elongated to allow him to steady himself on the ground like a lion and run on all fours. Two large bone spurs protruded forward from his shoulders, and there was a similarly curved bone spur on his chin. His legs appeared thick and muscular, covered with a layer of bony scales, with barbs growing on top. Most importantly, he had a three-meter-long tail! This segment of the tail seemed to grow out of his spine, devoid of skin, with thick, flexible blood vessels and muscles exposed.
Now, Zombie Number Nine stared at the cages containing Zombie Number Four and Zombie Number Five, constantly flicking his tail. The bone fragments on his head and cheeks shimmered, while Zombie Number Four and Zombie Number Five seemed to understand that they were of a different level than Zombie Number Nine and that it was impossible to individually hunt him down. They slowly moved closer together, preparing to launch a joint attack!
Li Lang suddenly had a realization. He discovered that in the world of zombies, when lower-level zombies faced higher-level ones, if they could avoid fighting, the lower-level zombies would generally choose to do so. However, if fighting was inevitable, the lower-level zombies would unite and confront the higher-level zombie together! This was a manifestation of collective intelligence. If this intelligence gradually developed and improved, then... humans would be in danger... Li Lang thought of this, and with excitement, he looked at the humans in the stands, their faces ugly but their flesh tender, and couldn't help but lick his lips.
At this moment, Zombie Number Nine finally launched his attack!
He first charged towards Zombie Number Four. The mutated parts of Zombie Number Four seemed to be the four bone blades on his arms and legs, indicating that he had evolved from a lower-level blade zombie. When he saw Zombie Number Nine rushing towards him, he took a few steps forward, let out a fierce roar, and extended all his bone blades forward, standing his ground without dodging.
Meanwhile, Li Lang saw that Zombie Number Five, whose arms had mutated into giant cones, slightly bent his legs, assuming an attacking posture.
Zombie Number Nine, seeing that Zombie Number Four dared to stand there without fleeing, immediately increased his speed. In his eyes, this was a provocation!
When he was ten meters away from Zombie Number Four, Zombie Number Nine leaped up, jumping about two meters high. Then, he bent his arms, turning his shoulder and chin bone spurs as well as his sharp claws directly forward. His tail also swung forward. In that instant, he unleashed almost all of his attacks, seemingly attempting to deliver a lethal blow.
Just as it seemed that Zombie Number Four would be torn to pieces, at the critical moment, Zombie Number Four shifted his body to the left. As a result, his right half was completely torn apart by Zombie Number Nine's attack, with his body fragments scattered. His entire body was flung away by the tail of Zombie Number Nine. However, Zombie Number Nine also suffered numerous injuries from Zombie Number Four's bone blades. Due to the tremendous force of his charge, he collided directly with Zombie Number Four, causing three of his claws to break and two deep wounds measuring four to five centimeters wide and fifty to sixty centimeters long on his body. His tail was also partially severed.
However, Zombie Number Nine didn't have time to adjust his body for another attack because at that moment, Zombie Number Five, who had been standing by his side all along, pounced on him. One of Zombie Number Five's cone-shaped arms deeply pierced Zombie Number Nine's abdomen, while the other one aimed for his head and thrust down with force!
Zombie Number Nine, who had just completed his charge, couldn't mobilize his body in time, but he quickly tilted his head, using the bony armor on the back of his skull to block the fatal blow from Zombie Number Five. This bony armor, located on his head, was the toughest part of all graded zombies. Zombie Number Five's cone arm was like a needle poking at glass, sliding to the side and missing its target. Zombie Number Nine immediately tried to retreat but was horrified to find that his left arm, which was stuck in Zombie Number Five's abdomen, couldn't be pulled out.
A cruel smile appeared on Zombie Number Nine's face as he dislocated his lower jaw and swiftly swallowed Zombie Number Five's head whole. With a loud crunch, he bit off the entire head, and he even took a few gulps of the blood spraying from the severed neck.
然后他嘎吱嘎吱地吞下了五号丧尸头上的碎块，然后平静地走向了在附近挣扎的四号丧尸。他迈着优雅的步伐，就像一只珍贵的波斯猫......这家伙已经学会了如何残忍。李浪目睹了这一幕，很快意识到，九号丧尸已经发展出了超越丧尸通常的“凶猛”的情绪——一种纯粹为了取乐而驱使的“残忍”情绪，就像猫在玩老鼠一样。
这是一个绝佳的机会！就在九号丧尸接近一半的时候，就在李浪所在的笼子旁边，李浪立刻凝聚了全部的力气，对着九号丧尸发出了一声愤怒的咆哮。“吼！”
此时的人类已经因为九号丧尸杀死了五号丧尸而变得疯狂起来，所以听到李浪咆哮的人并不多。不过，九号丧尸却完全可以感应到李浪身上散发出来的力量和杀意。这是公然的挑衅！一个普通的丧尸，只该当食物，竟然敢招惹他？！
他立刻抛弃了四号丧尸，冲到了李浪所在的笼子前，两人对视一眼，怒吼着对着对方。
观众只看到九号丧尸冲到一个关押普通丧尸的笼子前，一边抓着，一边咬着，一边大声咆哮。他们以为九号僵尸会吞噬里面的普通僵尸。有人喊了一声，“让他吃！”，大家立刻开始吟诵，就连钱森和罗海德也饶有兴趣地看着。
在钱森的默许下，工作人员立刻打开了笼子的门。
其他普通丧尸都蜷缩在角落里，而九号丧尸则向着李浪冲了过来，但他最终还是冲向了空地，因为李浪的弹性腿瞬间变身，一脚踢在了九号丧尸的脑袋上，将他推了过去，进入了竞技场。九号僵尸被一脚踢倒在地。
随后李浪施展了锥形手臂、裂齿臂、弹性腿，又对着缓缓起身的九号丧尸发出了一声愤怒的咆哮。
看台上的包厢里，罗海德瞪大了眼睛，兴奋地看着李浪。他喃喃自语道：“这是个新品种，亲爱的，亲爱的......”
钱森看着洛海德的表情，轻笑一声，道：“放心吧，老罗。既然你有兴趣，不管结果如何，我们一定会把这只野兽送给你。
“是啊，是啊......”罗海德全神贯注，不敢再说什么，目光紧紧盯着擂台上的李浪。
此时，九号丧尸已经转过身来，他简直不敢相信自己被一个低级丧尸骗了，袭击了他，在他眼里，这只是一个食物来源（他认为李浪最多只是一个二级丧尸）。他真的被激怒了！