Chapter 0047 A God-level Figure

Guan Li shouted: "Opportunity, everyone hurry up!"

She took the lead and went over, and the group of people also came together, using various weapons to chop off the head of Level 11 Fu Hu.

However, the level-suppressing defense was effective, and all the seemingly ferocious attacks failed to cause much damage to Fuhu.

The blood volume has dropped by 20, but it is also increasing at the same time, and the blood return speed is greater than the blood loss speed.

It wasn't full of blood just now, but now it's full, which is a bit abnormal.

Guan Li turned pale when she discovered that the monster had the ability to recover blood. No matter how talented she was in commanding, she was still in a situation where she could not make a living without rice. This battle could not go on.

Guan Li was a little confused for a moment, not knowing what to do.

At this moment, a figure rushed in front of everyone and struck the zombie on the head with a knife.

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20?

Guan Li thought she had seen it wrong. How could it be -20?

From beginning to end, everyone's one-time blood loss from attacks is -1.

Upon closer inspection, this person turned out to be Meng Liang, the man who everyone thought was bragging just now.

Guan Li was filled with shock.

She actually had a guess that maybe this Meng Liang was a strong man.

But I never expected that he would be so strong. This was already much better than everyone else. The specific level he reached was simply unimaginable based on Guan Li's understanding of this doomsday.

"Let people go quickly. I have never seen the ultimate skill of this thing. Once it explodes, it may cause a large area of ​​long-range and general damage."

Meng Liang slashed again and spoke to Guan Li at the same time.

Guan Li hurriedly asked everyone in the combat team to retreat. She also moved a little away, but she stood at the door and did not move far away.

She wanted to see with her own eyes the outcome of the battle between Meng Liang and Level 11 Fuhu.

Meng Liang slashed with his third sword.

Not every knife can cut 20 drops of blood, sometimes only 10.

The zombies' blood volume did not halve quickly.

The faster it loses blood, the faster it recovers, and even more blood will be recovered when the blood volume is halved.

So Meng Liang slashed twelve times in succession, and Fu Hu's health volume finally dropped to 20.

It seemed that victory was in sight, but at this moment, a loud roar suddenly came from Fuhu's mouth.

This roar was different from before, it was deafening.

Meng Liang was deafened by the shock. He couldn't hear anything for a moment. He only felt that his internal organs were tumbling. He had no choice but to take a few steps back and looked up to see that his blood volume had dropped to 30.

This is too exaggerated. It is reduced by nearly one-third at a time, which means that it can kill itself in three or four attacks, and the roar attack cannot be defended at close range.

After a powerful attack.

Fuhu pulled his head out of the hole, then punched the wall again, finally widening the hole.

Meng Liang was looking back at Guan Li at this time.

Fortunately, it seems that the attack range of its skill called Death Roar is not very far, only about three meters, so Guan Li was not harmed, otherwise the level 2 HP would have been killed directly.

"Why are you still standing? Run away?"

Meng Liang shouted to her.

Guan Li was stunned and spoke in disbelief.

"You have lost 30 drops of blood at once, and there are still 70 left. Your total blood volume is 100. How is it possible that you are level 10? Absolutely impossible. No one can reach level 10 in such a short time after the apocalypse. So what? How many zombies will you kill?”

"You want to die if you don't fucking run away!"

At this time, the hole has become larger, and the zombies will get in immediately. If they don't run away, they will die.

Guan Li finally woke up and hurriedly turned around and left.

Meng Liang also stepped back.

Three seconds later Fuhu's body came in and opened his mouth.

Meng Liang hurriedly continued to retreat.

Another death roar attack.

This time Meng Liang only felt that the sound was loud, but his blood volume did not decrease, so he retreated to a safe enough range.

After the skill ended, Meng Liang quickly stepped forward again.

The gas shield moved to block, then swung the steel sword and struck the opponent on the head.

This time, 20 drops of blood were lost, and Fuhu's blood volume dropped to 30 again.

Meng Liang attacked it, and it also pounced on Meng Liang.

It moves very fast and is incredibly powerful.

Ten times the strength should be compared to an adult. One punch can kill an elephant. If it hits Meng Liang, there is no telling how much blood will fly out.

Meng Liang's shield was very strong, but it could not withstand the force when it blocked the attack, and his body was pushed away.

Fortunately, he had rich fighting experience and gave Fu Hu a blow before receiving the force. This time, his health reached 10.

Meng Liang's eyes shone with excitement when he saw it, and he stepped back and finally fell. But he got up immediately, ran over and gave Fu Hu another blow.

This time it was -10 again. Fuhu's blood volume was reduced to 0, and he fell to the ground motionless, dead.

Meng Liang waited for a long time but there was no sound.

Huh?

Such a difficult guy might not have been able to win if he hadn't used the terrain.

In other words, this battle involves risking one's life, but the final outcome is that nothing is gained? Don’t have any equipment or rewards?

Meng Liang was so angry that he wanted to scold his mother, but at the same time he also had a bad feeling in his heart.

Since the level 11 tiger-crouching zombie didn't explode anything, it means it's a mob, not worth mentioning, and the system doesn't pay attention to it at all.

If mobs will appear frequently in the future, then my current strength will definitely not be enough.

There is a danger that one of them cannot be defeated in a duel, and if two of them are encountered, they are basically useless.

If they encounter a group of them, wouldn't they be able to kill him instantly by using their Death Roar ability at the same time?

Meng Liang was depressed when he thought of this. After working so hard for so long, he still looked like a younger brother in the apocalypse.

He was a little angry, so he walked over and stabbed the corpse twice, and then went upstairs.

On the fifth floor, the people here were carrying cement, steel bars and stones upwards, looking for new floors and building new fortresses.

Meng Liang followed them, and Guan Li rushed up to him when he reached the sixth floor.

"Oh my God! You are actually a level 10 strongman. Did you kill that level 11?"

"It took a little effort."

"It's amazing! You can kill a level 11, Dad! Come with me quickly, you have to join us! You must! You set the conditions, any requirements are fine!"

Guan Li is only twenty years old, and when she is enthusiastic, she is like a ball of fire.

She pulled Meng Liang up to the eighth floor, where a room has become the general command office, which is where Guan Li's father Guan Beishan is located.

Before entering, Guan Beishan was talking to Lu Anke.

Lu Anke was quite polite. She felt that Guan Beishan was the leader here, so of course she had to be polite.

Guan Li brought Meng Liang up. Seeing that his daughter's face was red with excitement, Guan Beishan immediately asked nervously.

"What's wrong, daughter? Are zombies difficult to deal with?"

"No, no, Dad, this guy is level 10! He is level 10, Dad!"

"What level 10?"

"Level! He has 100 drops of blood, and he has weapons that increase attack, which means that he can kill high-level zombies with one knife. Even the terrible level 11 was killed by him with more than a dozen knives! Dad, he is hope! He is our hope! He is the hope that we can persist in the doomsday!"

Guan Li was very clear-headed. This was her opinion, so she praised Meng Liang to the sky.

Guan Beishan finally understood and stuttered nervously.

"Level 2 is considered a strong person in our eyes, so level 10 is a great god. Young man, you are so awesome. I sincerely invite you to join our team. You can enjoy the best treatment and you can even be responsible for distributing supplies. Of course, the premise is that you must also protect us, level 10 great god! Oh my God, how many zombies have you killed? Can you tell me?"

Seeing the performance of Guan Beishan and his daughter, Lu Anke couldn't help but frowned and looked at Meng Liang. She didn't understand why the father and daughter were so exaggerated, because she had never killed zombies in person and didn't know the difficulty here.

Meng Lian frowned slightly, thinking about Guan Beishan's question.

"How many zombies did I kill after the doomsday? Uh, let me think about it"