"Isn't this a zombie?"
This was Zhang Xing's first thought. Necromancers had summoned something like this before.
They want to use this thing to fight me?
He quickly analyzed the situation in his mind. The problem wasn't that simple.
They knew my combat ability, yet they still sent this thing. There must be something fishy.
Let's test it first. I casually threw a fireball.
Poof!
The fireball hit the zombie and was immediately extinguished. It didn't cause any damage.
Not afraid of fire?
Let's try increasing the power of the flames.
Level 3 spell, Fire Snake Dance. More than a dozen fire snakes emitting scorching heat wrapped around the zombie's body.
After three breaths, the zombie was unconscious.
Sure enough, they had some tricks. If you don't eat fire, I'll give you some ice.
Ice Spirit Halo!
The Level 4 ice spell instantly froze the zombie.
However, at the same time, the ice on the zombie's body cracked. It still didn't work.
Thunderbolt Lightning!
Zhang Xing raised his hand. Crack! A bolt of lightning as thick as an arm fell from the sky and hit the zombie's head.
After a puff of smoke, there wasn't even a trace of burn on the zombie's skin.
Damn, it's so powerful. It's impervious to fire, water, and weapons. Even high-level zombies don't have this ability.
What kind of monster is this? How was it made?
Zhang Xing had a strange look in his eyes. It seemed that magic had no effect on the undead.
"Haha, Zhang Xing, don't waste your time. Your attacks are useless. Get ready to receive his crazy attacks!"
Ta He smiled proudly.
At the same time, The State Preceptor softly spat out a word. Open!
Crack!
Crack!
A ring of light appeared on the 13th Prince's body. The ring of light was a rope. It flashed into the air like a black bag and disappeared.
A series of bone cracking sounds burst out from the zombie's body after it was freed from the restraints. One of its hollow eyes shot out a dark and cold light as it looked at Zhang Xing who was in the air.
Roar!
A tyrannical and cold howl spread throughout the entire venue.
Everyone felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar. They couldn't help but shiver.
The zombie fell to the ground on all fours. It took a step back and flew into the air, grabbing at Zhang Xing.
He was so fast that he was even faster than Wadj-hotep.
Zhang Xing faced it calmly. Just when the zombie's hands were an inch away from his body, he suddenly punched out.
Three forms of the Dragon Fist, the first form, Heaven Breaking Fist!
Boom!
His fist landed on the zombie's chest.
Whoosh!
The zombie smashed into the ground at a speed faster than when it came.
Plop!
A crater more than ten meters deep appeared on the ground.
But before the dust settled, a gray shadow flashed in the pit, and the zombie rose to the sky again.
"Eh?
He's actually not injured? "
Looking at the zombies rushing over, Zhang Xing couldn't help but say strangely.
The punch just now did not feel like it had hit a human body. Instead, it felt like it had hit a pile of tattered leather.
Sure enough, it was not easy to deal with. If it was a normal martial artist, they would have already been beaten down by him with a few punches and kicks. However, the zombie was completely fine.
He was like a machine that couldn't be killed. Although zombies couldn't do any harm to him, he could be exhausted to death.
"Long Tianyuan, hammer!"
Zhang Xing stretched out his hand. A purple light flashed on the ground, and a 3,200 kilogram golden hammer fell into his hand.
Alloys can be forged into various shapes. I don't believe that I can't smash you to death.
The golden hammer arrived in front of Zhang Xing almost at the same time as the zombie.
After receiving the hammer, he didn't hesitate at all and smashed it down.
"Bang!"
The zombie's chest was smashed into a hemispherical shape.