Screams, grunts, and the roars of zombies entangled and merged with each other, one sound louder than the other, and finally gathered into a huge noise.
No one can hear the content of the shouting clearly. People will only be soaked in the horrifying noise, and they will lose their calmness in fear and scream.
Too many people.
As a famous tourist check-in attraction, shopping malls not only have people who really know how to buy luxury goods, but also an endless stream of Internet celebrity hot chics and single men who simply want to look at their thighs.
Not to mention the theater, coffee shop, restaurant, playground, arcade, karaoke etc - with all these facilities the crowd simply gets pulled in a mass.
The large shopping mall with a total of six floors has more than a thousand passengers at any given time. If you include the street outside, the number of people must be calculated in several thousands.
In addition, the area around the mall is extremely flat with no obstacles, which directly resulted in the survivors having nowhere to hide, and the entire mall turned into a cafeteria for zombies.
People screamed and ran for their lives, and zombies roared and chased them. But on the fourth floor, which was extremely chaotic, there was a dead space that zombies could never get close to.
There was a young man waving a long Sword in his hand, just like a character coming out of the martial arts world. Whether it was a human or a zombie, as long as anyone dared to take a step closer, with the flash of brilliant ice crystals, he would become a corpse cut into two parts in the next moment.
Cut, chop, cut, hack, break, hack, plunder, pick, slash.
Damian doesn't have any advanced active sword skills, but these most common and basic sword skills, with the blessing of his full-level Sword proficiency, are more practical than normal top-level sword skills.
[Experience +2.]
[Experience +2.]
[Experience +2.]
Dense reminders kept flashing in the game panel.
"There are still two left to upgrade."
Damian slashed with his sword, and the icy blue line extended from the top of the zombie's head to his crotch, and then separated from the left and right, splitting into two.
Damian swung his long Sword and stepped across the open space between the two halves of the corpse. After walking a few steps away, the frost covering the zombie's cut surface slowly melted, and thick black blood spurted out.
This is the reason why Damian was so fond of winter's wrath in his previous life.
In addition to this winter's wrath sword, he also obtained another sub-legendary growth weapon and a legendary longsword in his previous life.
Compared with the latter two, the properties of winter's wrath are slightly worse, but the power of frost can temporarily freeze the wound. After killing the zombies, there is no need to worry about the foul-smelling zombie blood splattering on the body.
This alone is enough to gain preference. He can avoid being contaminated by zombie blood, which is very important in the end of the world.
Not only is it disgusting, zombie blood contains a lot of zombie virus. If it splashes into the eyes, accidentally enters the mouth, or even gets on the hands or nails, and if you accidentally contaminate the food while eating, you will also be infected and become zombies.
What's more, in the last life at his camp Damian also saw an unlucky guy who had his hands full of zombie blood and inadvertently stuffed his fingers into his mouth while sleeping, calling for his mommy. By the time he woke up, the poor fellow was already infected.
To prevent this from happening, it is also a common practice to tie your hands to a certain extent, or get a bath and wear a clean mask before sleeping.
"Roar!"
A zombie roared and rushed from the side. Damian's long Sword moved from bottom to top and swept across the neck with precision. Cropping his body in three parts.
[Level Up.]
The upgrade prompt flashed by, and Damian clearly felt his body become lighter.
He was not in a hurry to open the data panel, and he would not stop. Being surrounded by zombies and distracting himself by looking at the panel was no different from seeking death. But even if he didn't look at it, Damian knew what his data would be like.
Every time the player upgrades, the four basic attributes will be increased by 5 points, and secondly, 10 free attribute points will be given, which the player can assign himself.
Damian didn't hesitate and directly increased his agility. Energy is of little use in the early stage and can be ignored directly.
Normally, priority should be given to increasing strength and fitness.
Strength can increase damage, and it will be easier to lift heavy objects.
Not to mention physical fitness, it can not only increase endurance and stamina but also increase the body's resistance to minor illnesses and disasters. When your physical fitness reaches a certain level, you can even gain the ability to heal yourself.
These two attributes are good, but they have a fatal flaw, that is, when the values are still relatively low, they are too powerless to face the zombie horde.
Although there is a saying that one can break all laws with force, or enough strength can push through everything, few points of free attribute are far from reaching that level.
Besides, with the presence of winter's wrath, whether or not this little bit of power is added, it has little effects.
But Agility is different. It can not only increase his sword swing speed, but also enhance his reaction ability and the speed of his legs and feet.
As the saying goes, the best policy is to take action. Damian, who has been living in the apocalypse for so many years, has no ego or attitude problems at all.
Is it a shame to live? No..
If he can't beat someone or kill someone, can't he himself just run away.
As Damian added the free attribute points to his agility, a warm current burst out from his heart and poured into his limbs, making his hands and feet suddenly become light.
"Roar!"
Three zombies came from different angles. This was almost a certain death bite situation. But Damian just raised his feet slightly, and the next moment he suddenly appeared next to the zombie in front of him like a gust of wind.
It wasn't until the first zombie's body fell to the ground that the remaining two zombies belatedly arrived.
Damian dodged the killing of the zombies on the left, killed the zombies on the right with one sword, and then cut the zombies on the left in half with a horizontal slash.
Walking forward there is no road ahead, and an iron door becomes an obstacle.
Looking back, he saw a bloody road behind him. In less than five minutes, he braved the surging zombie wave and fought his way from the bathroom to the exit stairwell door.
Damian raised his leg and kicked it. He didn't know if it was locked originally or if someone hid inside and locked the door. The iron door trembled twice but did not open.
But it doesn't matter. He just raised the sword with both his hands, and bright ice blue light surged on the sharp edges.
"Frost Strike"
The winter's wrath suddenly chopped down, and with the sharp sword and the increase in extra strength, the iron door was cut like butter and without any hindrance it got neatly divided into two halves.
With a crashing sound, Damian stepped on the fallen iron door and walked into the stairwell. The stairwell was very dark, with no windows and only a small light bulb, which emitted a hazy yellow light.
The end of the world has just begun, and the power supply has not been completely cut off yet, but it won't be long before the entire city's power system will be destroyed.
The emergency stairwell of the mall is very spacious. Five people can walk down in a row without feeling crowded. There are a few stunned people hiding on the stairs. It seems that they have not yet realized how the originally solid door was cut into pieces in a flash.
People followed Damian with blank eyes, until he was about to disappear around the corner of the stairs. One person suddenly woke up and shouted in a high-pitched voice: "You want to run away after ruining this place!"
Damian stopped and looked back at the person who stood up in confusion. Why did this guy have the courage to yell at him?
Damian was very curious about this matter. Did he think he was easy to bully?
It shouldn't be possible, after all, he is carrying such a long bloody sword.
Does that mean he's stupid? Or is it because a relatively safe place was destroyed, anger dominated the brain, and his words and actions were out of control?
Of course, it is also possible that he wants to use this method to make Damian feel guilty and take the initiative to make up for his mistakes, thereby restoring a safe situation?
Damian didn't know which possibility the other party had, but he knew that in the last days of apocalypse, only fools would scream.
Damian glanced in the direction of the door with a smile and then walked downstairs without looking back.
"Stop!"
The man hurriedly wanted to rush downstairs, but before he could lift his legs, a ferocious face suddenly appeared in front of him.
While they were staring at Damian, a zombie came in from the entrance that became a blind spot. The cluttered environment of the mall even obscured the footsteps of the zombie, so that no one noticed that death had already arrived.
"Ahhhh!!!"
Hearing the sudden scream behind him, Damian chuckled and walked down the stairs without looking back despite the heart-rending wails.
"I really am a villain."