Chapter 511
Chapter 511
At this critical moment, Zhang Hao rushed over and blocked the zombie's attack with his arm.
"Fat man, are you okay?"
Zhang Hao asked anxiously. The fat man, pale-faced and still shaken, replied:
"I...I'm fine, thank you."
Enraged by its missed attack, the zombie brandished its claws and continued to strike at the group.
Everyone scattered and looked for an opportunity to fight back.
Zhang Qilin, wielding the Black Gold Ancient Blade, continuously slashed at the zombie's legs;
Wu Tianzhen and Xie Xiaohua looked for an opportunity to attack the zombie's eyes and abdomen with their weapons.
The fat man was not to be outdone, swinging his entrenching tool and smashing it towards the zombie's head.
Yi Sa and Huo Xiuxiu attacked the zombie from the rear, trying to distract it.
However, the zombie was too powerful, and the attacks from the group did not seem to cause it much damage.
Its scales were incredibly hard; when people struck them with their weapons, they only made a "clanging" sound, but could not cause any real damage.
"These zombies are impervious to weapons, what should we do?"
Wu Tianzhen called out anxiously, her face full of worry.
"Don't panic, everyone! Let me try!"
Zhang Hao took a deep breath, and a powerful force surged around him.
He leaped up suddenly, and with all his might, slammed his fist hard into the zombie's head.
This punch contained tremendous power, and the air itself vibrated with a buzzing sound.
The zombie's head was smashed so hard it caved in instantly. It let out a shrill scream and crashed to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
Everyone was stunned; they hadn't expected Zhang Hao to defeat this powerful zombie so easily.
"Zhang Hao, you're amazing!"
The fat man's eyes widened, and he said with a face full of admiration.
"Yes, if it weren't for my uncle, we would have been in danger today," Wu Tianzhen exclaimed sincerely.
After dealing with the zombies, the group began searching for clues inside the coffin.
They discovered a stone-carved pen at the bottom of the coffin, its body covered with ancient characters.
Wu Tianzhen picked up the slate and began to study it carefully.
After some interpretation, Wu Tianzhen finally understood the meaning of the ancient characters.
"It says 'draw a door on the ground,' what does that mean?"
Wu Tianzhen said in confusion.
Upon hearing this, the fat man couldn't help but laugh:
"Could this brush be Ma Liang's magic brush? Can it open a door just by drawing it?"
Everyone found it somewhat amusing, yet also a little strange.
Zhang Hao pondered for a moment and said:
"Whatever it means, we should give it a try."
Perhaps this is the key to our escape from here.
Everyone nodded in agreement.
So Zhang Hao picked up a slate and drew a rectangle on the ground that was about the same size as the gate.
However, after a long time, nothing magical happened; no door appeared on the ground.
Everyone was somewhat disappointed, and the fat man couldn't help but say:
"See? I told you it couldn't be that simple."
Just then, Zhang Hao suddenly smelled a peculiar odor in the air. The odor was indescribable, like both a putrid smell and the scent of some strange spice. He had never smelled anything like it before.
Immediately afterwards, a buzzing sound came from the air, as if countless insects were flying around.
Everyone looked up and saw a huge cloud of insects flying towards them.
Wu Tianzhen, Fatty, and the others turned pale with fright, and they cried out in terror:
"Oh no, what's going on? It's a trap!"
Everyone quickly grabbed their weapons, preparing to deal with the insects' attack.
However, to their surprise, the insects did not attack them. Instead, they fell to the ground, landing precisely where Zhang Hao had just drawn the picture.
Then, a shocking scene unfolded: a groove appeared on the floor at a visible speed, and finally, with a "bang," the entire floorboard where Zhang Hao had drawn the door collapsed, revealing a bottomless black hole. A chilling aura rushed out of the black hole, as if it led to the abyss of hell.
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