Survival demon

By TIFFANY STAGERS

Traveling to an apocalyptic world is fine, and then you're in a dead body.

Really can not accept the zombie sex, he decided to force a change.

As a result, a maverick, self-disciplined zombie was born.

• Language: English
• Publisher: TIFFANY STAGERS
• Release date: Oct 1, 2023
• ISBN: 9798868957703

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Survival demon

by STAGERS TIFFANY

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Chapter 1

It has been almost a month since he met the group of people last time, and after that, Murong Chuqing followed the priests to the north, and after ten days of tense and dangerous travel, the priests and their people finally arrived at the place where they said they would survive... City of Iron thorns.

After getting off the bus, looking from a distance, there is a kind of emotion called shock arises spontaneously.

The city of Iron thorns is built on the mountain, ahead is a large plain, the entire iron thorn like an ancient giant beast perched on the plains.

The solemn atmosphere made people feel extremely safe.

Although the city is still under construction, it is beginning to take shape.

The monsters of the Great Plains were almost wiped out by the armed priests who flocked in from all over the country, and the ordinary people who were rescued began to build the City of the Iron Thorn,

I have to say, the power of human solidarity can be scary at times.

Heavy industry developed in the north, and all kinds of heavy machinery were pulled back by the efforts of those who survived, and then the Iron Thorn was built in earnest.

Stone was quarried from the hills behind, and other facilities were brought from the city under the protection of priests.

With the concerted efforts of a large number of men, the Iron Thorn City soon took shape.

During the period, there were several waves of corpses, but under the protection of priests and survivors, the monster never managed to step over the wall.

The priests used their extraordinary force to kill the monsters, and those who survived crushed them using heavy equipment originally used for urban construction.

In a difficult struggle, humanity finally protected the city of hope.

But there was also a lot of blood under the walls, both monster and human.

Even the walls at the bottom were stained with blood.

Murong Chuqing was quickly settled in after arriving here, and then began the hard training again.

On the way here, as long as there was free time to rest, Murong Chuqing would consult Father Mapo about martial arts.

In the ten days on the road, Murong Chuqing will learn Mapo's eight pole Kundo almost.

Although there is still a long way to go in terms of experience and realm, Murong Chuqing has already firmly memorized the moves of Bajiku Kundo.

Even when he is in the car, Murong Chuqing is immersed in his own world and moves.

After coming to the city of iron thorns, he studied day and night, and Ma Po also taught very dedicated. Teach as if you were your own daughter.

Father Mapo even built a suit of equipment for Murong Chuqing.

Pure steel gloves, a well-protected steel armor, and Murong Chuqing's request for a chainsaw sword.

An electric sawtooth chain is added to the broad sword, and powerful energy is added to the back, which is enough to last a long time.

After that, with the help of Father Mapo, Murong Chuqing even incorporated the use of chainsaw swords into the eight poles Kundo.

Murong Chuqing's strength is progressing at a flying speed.

And in this process, under the role of firm will and continuous training catalyzed, Murong Chuqing actually woke up the ability.

Crimson Power, a fae energy, can be used to strengthen attacks or to kill enemies as fire.

After awakening to this power, Murong Chuqing did not care too much about it, and still worked hard to exercise his martial arts.

The power of crimson is what she uses to power her chainsawing sword.

But under the influence of perseverance, and the constant use of the power to spur the chainsaw sword, her abilities also advanced by leaps and bounds.

Until one day, the little girl felt that she was almost done, and began to ask where there were zombies.

Because of the care of the hemp woman. The people of the Iron Thorn were very polite to her, and though curious as to why the little girl had inquired, they told her anyway.

After inquiring about the specific location, the little girl wore all the equipment when it was still dark one day.

Then she put on a black robe over the steel armor, pulled the hood back, and the little girl walked like a bitter monk in the middle of the city, thinking of the most central church.

The church was a magnificent place, a place of prayer for the inhabitants, and a place where great matters were discussed.

Inside, there are no lavish decorations, only a huge statue carved entirely out of stone.

It was a cross ten meters high, and on it was a humanoid object with no face and no gender.

It looks a little weird, but the solemn atmosphere and heavy colors make people feel very holy.

That is not the suffering Jesus.

At the end of the day, most religious people turn their back on God.

Except in the Bible and legends, when did God ever appear?

Now the apocalypse is spreading to every corner of the world. Where is the so-called God?

The only way to survive the apocalypse is to save ourselves.

So the faith of the Northern Salvation Army is no longer the so-called God, but man himself.

Man has consecrated himself to God, no longer a useless God perched in heaven, but a small but great God walking on earth to save the world.

Only those who are brave enough to save themselves can survive the apocalypse.

The priests still preach self-sacrifice, not for the sake of heaven, but for the sake of survival, for the survival of the human race.

In the wide, almost lonely hall, Murong Chuqing stared at the statue on the cross, which had been given a new concept.

Then silently leave.

The whole process was horribly silent.

After Murong Chuqing left, there was an unexplained sigh in the hall.

Murong Chuqing walked out of the iron thorn city under the cover of darkness before dawn.

The young but no longer weak girl intends to set off a bloody feast with her clean hands.

She will hold a great blood sacrifice in the blood of the monster, as a tribute to those who died protecting themselves in the last days!

My brother, my parents, and Father Hope Luo, who I only met once.

Now she is no longer a weak girl, now she is holding the sword of death, wearing a bloody armor!

Standing on the unfinished city wall, Father Mapo silently gazed at the girl who was drifting away, praying for her in his heart.

He would not and could not stop her, the hatred she had accumulated in her heart needed an outlet, otherwise sooner or later, she would be swallowed up by hatred and lose herself.

Whether we make it back alive is a matter of days.

The former name of the place Murong Chuqing chose is not known, and people today prefer to call it the Hill of Sighs, no other, because it was a temporary settlement of survivors, but it was not later swallowed by the tide of monsters.

Although it was later purged by the priests, the remaining monsters are still the nightmares of ordinary people.

But after Murong Chuqing arrived here, without a word, he pulled out the chainsaw sword and brandished it.

Chainsawing sword buzzing, the rapid movement of the chain with a strong kinetic energy will dare to approach the strange have torn.

When the chainsaw sword could not return, he smashed the monster with his hands with steel gloves.

Dark blood in the saw chain sword, the broken meat is all over the sky, and the Murong Chuqing wrapped in scarlet flame has turned into a Xiu Luo evil ghost, just mechanically follow the instinct in the fight, in the vent the pain in the heart, vent the sadness in the heart.

Plough yourself! Plough yourself! Diieee!

There seemed to be some fierce beast roaring in his heart, which made Murong Chuqing seem to have infinite strength.

Gradually dawn, the monster also used to come here because of the sound.

But