Without hesitation, he turned around and ran towards the place where he came with all his strength. The dirt figure held a sickle and chased him closely behind him.

Although I don’t know what’s going on, the most important thing now is to run away quickly!!

What's going on in this world!! The guy behind is actually a zombie, right? It's that bastard who is joking with me, I have no grudge with the magician! Are space traps and twisted teleportation magic?

Thinking about it, Wang Lang ran forward hard in the blood. No matter how you look at the guy behind him, he was not pretending, but really wanted his life! He held the sickle while making a strange laugh of "hehehe" and chased him at a slow speed.

Suddenly, Wang Lang stepped on the empty hand!

Due to the concealment of blood, Wang Lang could not see clearly under his feet, so he stepped directly into the empty space, and then he slid into the blood.

The man covered in scars, spots and blood, holding up his sickle with a smile. His distorted face and white eyes magnified infinitely in Wang Lang's eyes at this moment. The sickle in his hand was directly aimed at Wang Lang's head and slashed it down.

Perhaps it was because he had used too much strength to escape before, Wang Lang looked at the screeching sickle weakly, and the sharp blade flashed with a cold light in the air.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The pupils suddenly contracted, Wang Lang's chest trembled, and the whole world suddenly turned black and white. The sickle stopped in the air, and the zombie's body was frozen, and even the raindrops falling around solidified in the air, and everything stopped.

"What's going on...is the magic that stops at the right time... don't bother, run first!"

Looking at the sickle that was only a finger away from his neck, Wang Lang shivered, then quickly got up from the ground, bypassed the zombies, then rushed into the small wooden house beside him, and simply looked around and knew that there was no likes of the monster outside, then closed the door and locked it.

This series of actions was completed in just a few seconds. Less than a second after Wang Lang locked the door, the whole world returned to its original state. Through the gap at the door, Wang Lang saw the zombie outside the door pulling his sickle, and he had no doubt about why his prey suddenly disappeared.

"What the hell is going on...Where is this!"

Wang Lang, who had just played the edge with Death, leaned on the wooden door and took out the thing that was just shaking from his chest - his pocket watch. The originally hidden luster on it had become dull, and the second hand was walking drippingly.

"Mom... are you protecting me..."

The pocket watch that I have treasured for many years is actually a magical item that can stop for ten seconds after I encounter danger.

After closing his pocket watch, Wang Lang put it on his heart and recovered his strength. Wang Lang stood up and frowned and looked at his body. The fall in blood before should have had no effect on him. It was strange that the clothes on his body were not even contaminated with blood, but were just wet. The blood rain that had been falling in the sky before did not remain on the clothes. If it weren't for knowing that this clothes were just ordinary school uniforms issued by the Junior College of Wind Miracle, Wang Lang would even think that this clothes also had magic items that could be cleaned by themselves.

"This should be a small mountain village hundreds of years ago. I just saw several popular cars outside... it should be between 1900 and 2000... The location should be in a small mountain village in Country R." Although the monster just now was a little distorted, Wang Lang could still recognize that the person's face was very similar to the face of the people of Country R, ​​and the words written on the decorations here were also in Japanese...

At this time, the mysterious sound similar to the air defense alarm in the sky suddenly disappeared. Wang Lang searched in the cabin and found that this was just an ordinary house. Although there were stored food, it was obviously uneducated - they were all soaked in blood, and Wang Lang didn't dare to try how it tasted.

This blood should be a kind of magic similar to transformation, which can transform humans into the kind of monster they used to.

"Ah! No! No!!"

Suddenly, a human male scream rang out of the wooden house. It was English, but Wang Lang had studied it for a few years, so he could still understand it.

Lying in the gap, Wang Lang looked outside and saw a foreign man holding a sickle and waving it constantly, surrounded by five zombies, even the guy who had just chased Wang Lang was among them.

The five zombies were not afraid of the sickle in the man's hand and pounced directly on the air. In the air, because a zombie was slashed by the sickle and its head fell to the ground. The rest of the zombies directly pounced on the man. The various farm tools in their hands have now become powerful tools for killing people. The sickle slashed the man's neck and the hoe directly hit the man's stomach. When it was pulled out, there were a piece of intestines surrounding it.

"vomit.."

Wang Lang covered his mouth and retching. This was the first time he saw such a bloody scene.

About two or three minutes later, the four zombies who pounced on the man's body stood up again. They looked at each other and made a babbling sound in their mouths, as if they were communicating, and then dispersed, leaving only the zombie who had been beheaded and the shattered corpse of the man who was broken by farm tools.

"These guys... don't eat meat... have simple wisdom and can communicate with each other! They are extremely aggressive towards humans."

Wang Lang retching, but was a little lucky. Fortunately, he had the protection of his pocket watch, otherwise he would have turned into a fragmented corpse before the man.

After patting his body, Wang Lang leaned against the wooden door, and his physical discomfort was slowly eliminating. Today's blow was huge enough. What luck did he have? He actually stepped into a space trap and was teleported here by time and space... If you guessed correctly, this should belong to an independent space, which was created by a great magician alone with his ability...

No, I have never heard of any magician who has the ability to create space before. The rise of magic has been in the past few years. It is impossible for such a strong human being to appear so quickly...

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound outside the door, and the rain had stopped, so Wang Lang could hear the sound of water outside the door.

He quickly lay in the gap, and Wang Lang's pupils suddenly contracted - the zombie who was beheaded by Zhiqiang stood up intact. The head that had been cut off by the side appeared on his head again, twisted his neck, and then left as if nothing had happened! What made Wang Lang even more frightened was that the black man's broken corpse had healed and turned all over his body, and his corpse actually crawled up and walked twisted! Obviously, it had become a kind of zombie before!
Chapter completed!