Zombie Apocalypse

Chapter 1265 Bloodthirsty As Usual

Chapter 1265 Bloodthirsty As Usual

In the arena, a hundred male slave gladiators had surrounded a hundred female slaves.

The women were all crowded together, their faces filled with horror and crying.

This was a depraved world. The commoners in the stands were bullied. Most of their souls were depraved. They longed to see bloody scenes. It seemed to be a comfort to them and a salvation to their apocalyptic lives.

Qin An frowned and swept his gaze across the arena coldly.

A gladiator could even tidy up a lamb-like woman with his bare hands, let alone a weapon in his hand.

Just as he was thinking, Qin An's gaze suddenly stopped, because he saw an ordinary and familiar face among the group of women!

Why do you feel a little familiar?

Qin An was stunned for a moment. This was the first time he had such a feeling since he woke up.

Even Qin An felt that the person beside him was Qi Lu, who claimed to be his wife. Why did he feel familiar with the female slave below?

The host had already finished introducing the gladiators and announced the start of the ceremony amidst the cheers of the crowd!

The gladiators immediately roared and rushed into the female crowd. The scene was bloody and violent. The women did not dare to resist at the beginning. They were pulled away by the gladiators.

Some gladiators didn't even have the heart to vent their anger, In other words, they used another method, that is, they directly killed the woman they had captured with the weapon in their hands, and then continuously hacked at the corpse. They knew that they would be desperate in a while, and doing the work of a man and a woman would definitely consume their physical strength. In order to survive, they had not lost their rationality, although the chances of surviving were extremely slim. Therefore, they were more willing to start with slaughter and use their tyrannical blood to put themselves in the best possible state of battle.

Some of them had already given up completely. After they grabbed the woman, they would laugh loudly and untie their pants. Then, they would use the sky as a quilt and the ground as a bed to stage a restrictive drama in front of over ten thousand spectators. The emotions of the surrounding people were boiling and shouts rang out heaven-shaking.

Some of them were even more abominable. Their goal was not to kill or erotic, but to play tricks on them.

At this moment, Yin Shiyao was experiencing such a thing. Her opponent was a man who wasn't tall, but also had muscles.

In just a dozen seconds, Yin Shiyao had already been kicked three times by him.

The pain almost made Yin Shiyao cry. She no longer wanted to get up!

Perhaps facing this kind of pain, whether it was being killed or being suppressed by the gladiator, it could be considered a kind of relief, right?

"Get up! I haven't had enough fun yet! If you don't get up, I'll cut off your hands and feet and make you a stick! Haha, get up!"

The male slave gladiator roared, looking like a psychopath.

Yin Shiyao's heart was filled with fear as she suddenly remembered the man called Qin An.

He was a liar. He clearly said that he would come here to look for her in a few days, but now that so many days had passed, he still hadn't appeared!

If he hadn't killed his former master, he wouldn't have fallen into such a miserable situation, right?

Tears finally rolled down her cheeks. Yin Shiyao stopped herself from being afraid. She lay motionless on the ground and closed her eyes.

Go ahead and do it. No matter what that terrible devil wants to do to her, she doesn't intend to make him too proud.

Didn't he just want to see himself struggling in pain? She was the dignified Yin Shiyao. She had all the memories of the Sword God Yan Liuxiang. Why did she live so cowardly? She should have died!

On the grandstand, Qin An felt conflicted for some reason.

Why, why was this group of people able to slaughter without any scruples?

Where exactly is his memory? What kind of world was this?

Suddenly, Qin An saw the gladiator raise his axe and chop at the woman with an ordinary appearance but a perfect figure.

No! No!

Qin An shouted loudly in his heart. He originally thought that he could do nothing, but suddenly, his mind went dizzy. He quickly opened his eyes and saw an ugly and excited face that was close by. He also saw the axe that had been chopped off.

Qin An did not want to roll on the ground directly. Then, a carp jumped up and dodged the attack. At the same time, it also drew a distance from the man.

This… What's going on?

Qin An couldn't figure out the situation. He didn't know that the Divine Guardian Sword God's protective spirit skill had combined with the wandering soul sword god's ability to allow his soul to pass through, allowing him to enter Yin Shiyao's body!

This kind of ability could be considered a combination ability. After entering Yin Shiyao's body, the protective spirit had increased Yin Shiyao's strength tens of times.

Unfortunately, Yin Shiyao was not an Adept. The so-called increase in strength was only due to her strength and speed becoming stronger.

However, this was enough. None of the slaves were Adepts. The current Yin Shiyao was enough to deal with these people.

What was even more amazing was that Yin Shiyao did not lose consciousness. It was as if she had opened a space for her soul. At this moment, Qin An and Yin Shiyao were actually standing opposite each other in this space.

"You … You're Qin An?"

Yin Shiyao could see Qin An's figure in her own soul space world, but Qin An, who controlled Yin Shiyao's body, could only hear her voice.

Sure enough, this woman also knew him! It seems that Qi Lu is not lying. Her real name is really Qin An!

…

City Lord Li Shulan was a 60-year-old woman. When the apocalypse erupted, her entire family died. Later, she fell into a trap in Ruyan City. She was considered the elder of Mo Ling Sect.

Tian Qiguang, the 40-year-old sect king in the city, was not an Adept. He was in charge of administrative affairs in the city.

The management system of the Peafowl Terrace was somewhat similar to before the apocalypse. The military and government were separated and did not interfere with each other.

Although the City Lord didn't care about anything, he still controlled the power of the city's Adepts. Therefore, the Cult Kings generally treated the City Lord with respect.

At this moment, Li Shulan was holding a seven or eight year old child in her arms. He was lying there obediently, breathing steadily as if he had fallen asleep. That was really her strongest son of Apocalyptic spirit child.

Li Shulan did not look young. She was just an old lady in her sixties. She had been looking at her child kindly until the host said that the competition had begun.

Tian Qiguang, who was sitting beside her, smiled and said,

"City Lord, I wonder if we'll be able to laugh until the end of this year."

'"Yes, the winners of the slave competition will get a lot of resources from the main city. Many events will be held in the victor city next year, which will make our economy more prosperous. Living in the Peacock Stage, we have to rob everything and fight for everything! Short-term happiness won't come easily!"

"Haha, the City Lord has always been responsible for the training and selection of slave gladiators. It has been hard work!"

As he spoke, he turned to look at the couple behind him and whispered, "City Lord, the new couple …"

"I don't know about men, but that woman is definitely a super expert! Although I still can't trust them completely, I'm willing to bet. If we have another super expert in Shulan City, that would be a great thing!"

After Li Shulan finished speaking, she narrowed her eyes and saw the bloody joy that was already on display in the arena. The corner of her mouth revealed a smile.

Many years ago, she was also a kind housewife, and the baptism of the apocalypse had turned her into a ruthless demon.

Many years ago, countless encounters had made her inferior to a dog, but now, she was playing with her life in applause. This seemed to be a good sublimation. Her soul was already strong enough to be bloodthirsty as usual…