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Chapter 880: Jizhu God, Zerg Terrorist Mutation(2/2)

She was very calm. She came to a piece of land and saw an almost dead shadow. She smiled and said: "As one of the branches infected with the virus, are you going to die soon?"

Yes.

At this time, the Zhi type pillar god was already on the verge of death.

Because a Star Destroyer cannon bombarded the continent, only plants could not escape.

Unfortunately, the plants here don't have legs.

It suffered the most serious damage and is about to become the first pillar god to be eliminated.

Even now, it can be said that it is no longer the god of destiny of a species, but the leader of a small group that is on the verge of extinction.

"Tell me your choice."

Medusa smiled, "Virus, do you want to follow me? Will you become my slave?"

Suddenly, a plant phantom child appeared in front of her, with her hands folded together, "The great true god of the universe exists, I am willing to surrender, our newly born race needs your help."

Medusa smiled and found everything he wanted directly

The other side.

A subspace was opened.

Rotten, dilapidated, and all kinds of mixed bloody and disgusting smells came from the place.

At this time, among the ruins, a special operations team, fully armed, walked in,

"Everyone, please be careful. We need to clean up the zombies in this area, and we also need to observe the situation. After all, with the current situation, we can only rely on our own efforts."

This is the decision-making group's plan for a large camp nearby.

It's impossible to wait for death. The virus has mutated too weirdly, and they must investigate it.

"At the same time, this is also a huge branch machinery factory with a production line for producing super alloy steel. We must take back the authority here and even move this subspace area near our headquarters."

In front of you, this is a huge machinery factory.

The ground was bright red, bloody and dark red, with tattered corpses everywhere.

Wow!

It was obviously a still space, but there was a howling wind.

It was as if the machine was still running, making a rattling sound and pulling the force of the wind.

There is something strange and weird here.

Machinery factory, building complex, ground with bluestone surface.

The team slowly walked into the gate where workers reported to work, surrounded by silent and dilapidated workshops on both sides.

"Captain, something is wrong here. This place has obviously been occupied, but since we came in, there has been a wandering zombie."

"There are no zombies. Could it be that someone has already come to clean up for us?"

Their faces were extremely solemn, and no one was a fool. This was so weird.

Even if someone has cleaned it, what about the people?

Where have people gone?

But as they continued deeper, they didn't see a single living person. Instead, they saw an extremely terrifying scene.

Densely packed zombies wearing uniforms of factory employees, as well as humans from various family areas, were stacked into a hill, oozing with blood and strange, like a garbage dump.
Chapter completed!
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