Zombies: Cultivating Immortality at Maoshan, Becoming Stronger by Doing Nothing

Chapter 921

"Damn it! I'll risk it!" Ling Yanyan's eyelids twitched, he gritted his teeth and got up, sprinting forward with all his might, and with all his strength, he threw a punch that slammed into the corpse general's shoulder.

"Crack!" Ling Yanyan clearly heard the sound of his bones breaking.

Ling Yanyan screamed in agony as his right arm went limp and fell to the ground, his face contorted in pain.

Ling Yanyan's punch just now clearly posed no threat to the corpse general.

"Awoo!" The corpse general roared to the sky, its eyes bloodshot, looking excited.

"Holy crap!" Ling Yanyan was shocked and scared out of his wits. He immediately took off running and headed deeper into the cave.

The corpse general's figure flickered, intercepting Ling Yan Yan as if by teleportation, and wielding a jet-black longsword to pierce Ling Yan Yan's stomach.

The corpse general moved too fast, and Ling Yanyan had no chance to dodge. She only felt a sharp pain in her abdomen, and her body flew backward uncontrollably, crashing heavily to the ground.

"Ah!" Ling Yanyan clutched her stomach and screamed in agony, her body drenched in cold sweat and her face deathly pale from the pain.

The corpse general, unsteady on his feet, gasped for breath, his crimson gaze fixed on Ling Yanyan, who lay motionless on the ground.

Ling Yanyan lay on the ground, pale-faced, with bluish-purple lips, and convulsing all over.

He felt he was about to die!

At this moment, the corpse took heavy steps and slowly walked up to Ling Yanyan.

The corpse bent down, sticking out its scarlet tongue to lick its lips, its scarlet eyes gleaming with an eerie green light, sending chills down one's spine.

Looking at the corpse general so close to him, Ling Yanyan felt a chill run down his spine and his body trembled violently.

"Holy crap! Don't come any closer!" Ling Yanyan was terrified, his pupils contracted, and he moved back a few steps, staring at the corpse general in horror.

However, the corpse general seemed not to hear Ling Yanyan's words, and approached Ling Yanyan step by step, looking like a cat playing with a mouse.

Ling Yanyan was speechless, thinking to himself, "What's wrong with these guys? Can't they just follow the script? If they had any brains, they should realize they're at a huge disadvantage!"

Ling Yanyan was certain that these guys had no intelligence, otherwise they would have pounced on him and bitten him to death long ago, why would they need to waste words with him?

Ling Yanyan was having a headache; this was exactly the kind of thing he feared encountering most right now!

If it's just an ordinary zombie or a vengeful ghost, no matter how difficult it is, you can still handle it with your own strength, since there are very few people in this world who can defeat it.

But this thing in front of us is clearly an exception, because it's not even an enemy; it's just a slow-moving corpse.

The speed of the corpses was nothing compared to that of a living human like Ling Yanyan, but the corpses had the advantage in numbers! There were fifty of them! Although most of the corpses were not very strong, the strongest of them was only about the same strength as Ling Yanyan.

But the sheer number of them is overwhelming!

Fifty corpses attacked Ling Yan Yan simultaneously. Even with his strength, Ling Yan Yan probably couldn't withstand it, not to mention the corpse generals lurking nearby.

Ling Yanyan cursed his bad luck and quickly dodged, but the Corpse General relentlessly pursued him, closing the distance between them. Ling Yanyan knew he had to escape as soon as possible, or he would be finished if the Corpse General caught him.

"I'll fight you to the death!" Ling Yanyan roared and charged towards the corpse general.

Unfortunately, his resistance was doomed to failure. The corpse general stretched out his palm and accurately grabbed Ling Yanyan's neck. With a slight exertion, Ling Yanyan lost the ability to struggle, and his face instantly turned deathly pale.

The corpse general stared coldly at Ling Yanyan, its eyes icy and devoid of any emotion. Ling Yanyan could even see mockery and sarcasm in its eyes.

"Damn it!" Ling Yanyan couldn't help but curse, wondering if he was really going to fall into the hands of a corpse.

Ling Yanyan suddenly became fierce, kicked the corpse general in the groin, then rolled to the other side of the corpse general, turned around and ran away.