Blood Warlock: Succubus Partner In The Apocalypse

Fighting against high-level creatures was really risky. A single mistake was enough to send anyone on their way into the underworld and pay a greeting to the legendary God of Death.

In fact, even fighting a level 3 zombie during the first few minutes of the apocalypse was extremely difficult; one touch, the slightest scratch, and it would all be over right then and there. It didn’t take a bite or too much contact for a life to end.

In truth, if it weren’t for Bai Zemin’s luck, he would probably be dead by now.

At that time, because the window of his room was small, the level 5 Big Bee had no choice but to fly directly that way, which made it much simpler for Bai Zemin to attack it since he knew where the assault would come from. Otherwise, it was impossible for him to defeat such a fast and unpredictable monster.

It was also thanks to that single kill that he obtained his skill Blood Manipulation. If it wasn’t for this skill, Bai Zemin wouldn’t even have been able to leave his room successfully and would have become zombie food by now.

However, although fighting high-level monsters was risky, the rewards of being victorious were far superior to the rewards one would get from defeating monsters at the same level; just the extra stat points alone were equivalent to two or more levels considering the fact that each person only got two stat points per level.

Not to mention the drops.

Bai Zemin took a step forward and quickly put both orbs and the scroll into his backpack before standing up again. Immediately and without even a moment’s rest, he stomped hard on the ground beneath his feet and charged towards the zombies staggering in his direction.

A minute later, the remaining zombies had been purged by Bai Zemin.

“Teacher Jia. What happened to everyone else?” Bai Zemin asked with a frown as he looked at a female teacher in her thirties that he had rescued earlier.

“Student Bai… The rest… I’m afraid they ran away when they saw things were getting ugly. As for the direction… I’m sorry, I’m afraid I don’t know.” The teacher replied with a bitter smile.

This teacher’s name was Jia Jiao and she was a teacher of the third year students so she knew Bai Zemin. Her personality was quite kind by nature and in the past, she had treated Bai Zemin quite well even though he came from an ordinary family.

“I see.” Bai Zemin simply nodded as he looked at the twelve people who remained.

zombies approaching from all directions. These people would most likely die unless they dared to fight for their lives; but even

all the status points he had been saving for times of crisis. If he were to encounter two of those monsters, then Bai Zemin would most likely die

with him. He simply saved them earlier because he was just in passing

Only then can we get some rest.” He said

eyes filled with fear for the future looked intently in all directions for dread that a strange mutated creature would take away

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male dormitory was the female dormitory. The distance between the place where the girls rested and the gymnasium was exactly the same as the distance between the gymnasium and

in the direction of the gymnasium. This group of people

men, they all looked at the back

of five zombies stumbled toward the crowd of survivors. Seeing their distorted expressions and their blank eyes, many of them could not help but shudder along with

carrying the lives of nearly twenty people on her shoulders had beautiful silver-colored hair and bright blue eyes. Her skin was as white as milk and as smooth as the purest silk, giving her an appearance similar to that of a real fairy. However, her expression was as cold as eternal ice with no apparent emotional flow. Yet, although her expression was as cold as ice, her body was as hot as fire, filled with curves in

of only 22 did not panic, her gaze did not change in the slightest. She waved her hand and

moving at embarrassingly slow speeds, creating a hole the size of a small fist in the head of each target. However,

saw this, their expressions changed for the better and their idolatry towards

expression was

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survivors was advancing at a rapid pace under the leadership

thirty people, so the strong vital smell attracted many zombies as well as other grotesque creatures that intended to devour them in order to

survivors could even scream

a bow, wearing sports clothes, and carrying a quiver behind his back, with admiration and envy. This young man ignored them and picked up the two arrows he had used before, wiping the blood on them with a rag of torn

Swoosh!

a mutated dog appeared charging at a speed three times faster than a normal person. The big brown dog opened its jaws wide with the intention of

the dog was