HCB Chapter 790: Writing 11...
Chapter 790: Writing 11...
In this apocalypse full of despair and fear, the world has long been shrouded in disaster, and human civilization is crumbling. On this desolate ruin, a thrilling life-and-death duel is taking place - a desperate fight between the Thorn Oriole and the Tenth-level Zombie Water Ghost!
The thorn warbler, her petite body contains endless strength and courage. She wears an emerald green battle suit inlaid with glittering gems, as if it is a mysterious armor given to her by nature. She holds a long whip woven from thorns, and every time she swings it, it can bring about a sharp sound of wind, which makes people shudder.
Her opponent, the 10th-level zombie water ghost, was a terrifying existence. It exuded a foul smell, its skin was a strange blue, and a layer of water mist surrounded its body. Its empty eyes revealed a greedy desire for the living, and its sharp claws flashed with cold light, as if ready to tear the enemy in front of it to pieces at any time.
As the battle began, the thorny oriole rushed towards the zombie water ghost like lightning. The long whip in her hand drew beautiful arcs in the air and whipped the opponent fiercely. However, the zombie water ghost evaded the attack nimbly and quickly counterattacked. It opened its bloody mouth and sprayed a stream of black venom, sweeping towards the thorny oriole.
The thorn warbler dodged sideways and cleverly avoided the attack of the venom. Then, she used her agility to jump into the air and attacked again from above. The long whip wrapped around the zombie water ghost's arm like a spirit snake, and pulled hard, trying to throw it to the ground. But how could this powerful zombie water ghost be so easy to deal with? It suddenly broke free from its restraints, swung its hand back, and a strong wave of water hit the thorn warbler.
The two sides fought back and forth, neither giving in. For a moment, the battlefield was covered with dust and energy fluctuations. The Thorn Oriole continued to use various exquisite moves, using the advantage of the long whip to deal with the zombie water ghost; while the zombie water ghost relied on its own strong strength and tenacious vitality to resist the attacks of the Thorn Oriole again and again.
This fierce battle lasted for a long time, and both sides were already wounded, but neither of them had the intention of retreating. Finally, at the critical moment, Thorn Oriole used her unique skill - "Thorn Storm". She waved her long whip, and countless thorns whizzed out from all directions, forming a huge vortex, trapping the zombie water ghost in it.
The zombie water ghost struggled desperately to escape, but the thorns became tighter and tighter, gradually crushing its body. With a shrill scream, the tenth-level zombie water ghost finally fell to the ground, unable to move anymore.
Thorn Oriole stood there exhausted, looking at the devastated scene around her, feeling a lot of emotion in her heart. This victory was hard-won, but she knew that there were more challenges waiting for her...
In this post-apocalyptic world, desolation and silence shroud the earth. The ruins are filled with the smell of decay and despair, while humans struggle to survive on this wasteland.
At this moment, in a dilapidated corner of the city, a thrilling battle was taking place - it was a life-and-death duel between the powerful Thorn Zhu Gang and the terrifying tenth-level zombie Hanging Head Ghost Face!
Thorn Zhu Gang, he was burly, with muscles as hard as steel, and covered with a thick layer of thorn armor, each thorn flashing with cold light, as if it could easily pierce the enemy's body. He held a huge battle axe, the axe blade was extremely sharp, and exuded a chilling murderous aura.
The tenth-level zombie with a hanging head and a ghost face on the opposite side was even more horrifying. It was tall, more than three meters tall, and its body was rotten and emitting a foul odor. On its twisted face, one eye was hanging out of the eye socket, and the other eye was a strange blood red, and black smoke was spewed out of its mouth from time to time.
The battle was about to start! Thorn Zhu Gang roared like thunder, waving his giant axe and rushing towards the tenth-level zombie. The axe drew an arc in the air and chopped at the zombie's head with a sharp sound of wind. However, the tenth-level zombie flexibly dodged the fatal blow. At the same time, it stretched out its sharp claws and grabbed Thorn Zhu Gang fiercely.
Thorn Zhu Gang was not afraid at all and quickly raised his shield to block the zombies' attack. With a loud "clang" and sparks flying, both sides were shocked and took a few steps back. But then, they pounced on each other again and launched round after round of fierce fighting.
For a moment, the battlefield was covered with dust and the flashes of axes and swords were everywhere. With his powerful strength and superb fighting skills, Thorn Zhu Gang repeatedly withstood the fierce attacks of the tenth-level zombies; and the tenth-level zombies were not to be outdone, using their agility and strange abilities to constantly create trouble for Thorn Zhu Gang.
As time went by, the fierce battle entered a white-hot stage. Thorn Zhu Gang was already injured in many places, but he still gritted his teeth and fought hard. Finally, at a perfect opportunity, he spotted the flaw of the tenth-level zombie and used all his strength to smash the giant axe in the zombie's chest...
In this doomsday world, desolation and silence shroud the earth. Human civilization has collapsed, and the survivors are struggling to survive among the ruins and wilderness. However, in this endless darkness, a thrilling battle is about to unfold - Thorn Yeming versus the 10th-level zombie White Snake King!
Thorn Nightlight, this brave and fearless warrior, carries a giant sword shining with cold light on his back. His eyes are firm and cold, as if burning with anger towards the enemy. He wears worn but sturdy armor, which is covered with traces of battle, witnessing his difficult journey.
The tenth-level zombie white snake king was a terrifying existence. Its huge body was dozens of meters long, and its white scales were flashing with strange light. Its huge snake head was hideous and terrifying, and its bloody mouth spewed out waves of foul smell. Its blood-red eyes stared at Jingjie Yeming, revealing endless murderous intent.
As a gust of wind whistled by, the battle broke out in an instant. Thorn Yeming rushed forward like lightning, holding the giant sword high in his hand, and slashed at the White Snake King with a sharp sword energy. The White Snake King twisted his body flexibly to avoid the attack, but at the same time opened his mouth and spit out a black venom column at Thorn Yeming.
Jingzhi Yeming dodged the poison attack by moving sideways. He swept his sword and the sword light made a sharp whistling sound through the air. The White Snake King quickly retracted his body and lashed at him with his hard tail. With a loud "bang", Jingzhi Yeming was pushed back several steps, but he immediately stabilized his body and charged again.
For a while, the two sides fought back and forth, neither side gave in. The battlefield was filled with swords, venom, and dust. Every clash was accompanied by earth-shaking noises and dazzling lights, which made people tremble with fear.
After a fierce fight, Jing Ji Ye Ming gradually gained the upper hand. His swordsmanship became more and more exquisite, and each sword accurately landed on the vital parts of the White Snake King. Although the White Snake King was powerful, it was difficult to resist such a fierce attack.
Finally, in a decisive attack, Jingzhi Yeming saw the right moment, jumped up, held the giant sword with both hands and stabbed the head of the White Snake King with all his strength. The tip of the sword sank into the head of the White Snake King, and a stream of dark green blood gushed out. The White Snake King screamed in pain and struggled desperately, but in the end he was powerless and fell to the ground.
Jingzhi Yeming stood in the middle of the battlefield covered in blood, panting. He looked at the dead White Snake King, and a sense of victory surged in his heart. Although this difficult battle was over, he knew that there were more challenges waiting for him ahead...