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Chapter 66

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Dean climbed to the fifth floor and heard the violent movement coming from below. He knew that the giant beast was still chasing him. He took a slight breath and continued to climb up.

At this moment, the ground behind him suddenly cracked open. The head and claws of the giant beast stretched out and clung to the edge of the wall. It was the backbone of the building, made of steel and concrete. Even though it had decayed, it was much stronger than the other parts of the building.

The giant beast climbed up and chased after Dean.

Dean's face changed and hurriedly ran around the floor.

The giant beast roared and rushed from behind. The walls were knocked down and the ground cracked. It approached at an amazing speed.

Dean's hair stood up. For a moment, he could not feel the pain from his chest. He ran along the corridor to the other side of the building. At this moment, the whole building suddenly shook violently, as if there was an earthquake.

The ground under the feet of the giant beast, which was about to catch up, suddenly collapsed. The giant beast, which was only four or five meters away from Dean, hurriedly grabbed the edge of the collapse. But its claws sank deep into the floor, and more places collapsed together with it, falling to the bottom.

At the same time, Dean suddenly felt that the whole world was tilting. He looked at the slanted streets and other buildings outside. His pupils contracted. The building he was in... was collapsing!

The serious damage from the second floor to the seventh floor, the vibration caused by the giant beast's rampage, and now the destruction of the fifth floor. Finally, the foundation of the building, which had been baptized for three hundred years, was broken and collapsed!

Once it fell, the shock caused by the fall could be imagined!

Dean's face was pale. He hurriedly turned and ran toward the tilted side. If he was at the bottom of the tilted side, he would be buried alive or directly killed. There was no chance of survival.

The originally flat floor was tilted almost vertically. Dean climbed all the way with the help of the wall and the dagger in his hand. It was like climbing a steep rock wall. Fortunately, he was aware of it in time. Although he was seriously injured at the moment and his speed was limited, he ignored the tearing pain in his chest in this life and death situation. There was only one thought in his mind, which was to climb up!

Only by climbing up could he have a chance to survive! Only a trace!

Finally, before the floor was completely erected, Dean climbed to the top. He punched the window and looked out. Suddenly, he saw the whole sky was rotating, and the top of the building collapsed.

Dean's face was pale. He tightly grasped the window sill and stared at the street below the roof. He used the other buildings on the street as a reference. The next moment, a vibrating force seemed to pass through his arm that was holding onto the windowsill. At the same time, he roared and used all his strength to jump from the windowsill. At that moment, he felt like he was flying.

Then, in the next moment, his ears were shrouded by a loud roar.

Countless clouds of dust rolled up. Dean's body, which had jumped high, followed the Earth's gravity and fell heavily, rolling outside the collapsed building. Rolling all the way down, he seemed to have crashed into countless hard rocks along the way. The violent collisions made him feel as if his body was falling apart. His head fiercely knocked against a heavy object, and he immediately lost consciousness.

Dean didn't know how much time had passed, but he found it difficult to breathe, and his consciousness struggled to wake up.

The first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was darkness.

He was startled.

I'm not dead?

The next moment, the pain from his whole body made him fully awake. He could not help but slightly gasp in pain. He only felt that his back was against a hard thing. He stretched out his hand to support himself. He moved his body a little, and the wounds on his body suddenly tore.

Dean's mouth twitched. He did not dare to move his body again. He looked up at the surroundings. There was a faint and turbid light coming from the top of his head. He looked up and vaguely seemed to be able to see the gray sky.

He was relieved. When his strength recovered a little, he would be able to climb out.

Suddenly, he felt a burning hunger in his stomach. He suddenly remembered that his backpack was lost in the previous chase. His heart secretly sighed, and at the same time, he was full of hatred for the hunter. However, filling his stomach was the key. He had not eaten anything since he came out of the giant wall. Last night, he was running for his life all day. Later, he fainted. He didn't know how long he was unconscious, but he remembered that it was dusk at that time. Now he could see the light, indicating that it was daytime. The most ideal situation was that he was only unconscious for one night.

Dean's palm gently groped around, trying to find some clothes or other things. At the moment he was so hungry that he could swallow even a belt or a weed.

After a while, he felt some metal and broken metal pipes. He seemed to be sitting on a metal block. He smiled bitterly. He only hoped that the building collapse would attract Macon or Scott. However, whether Scott was alive or not was a problem.

Thinking of this, he suddenly thought, such a violent sound, what if it attracted the undead?

He immediately dispelled the idea of calling for help. If he did not wait for the rescue, but attracted a group of undead, then he would be completely finished.

At this time, he suddenly felt some sticky liquid flowing toward his body. He could not help but be surprised. The water source in the building should have dried up. Was it the rain water that penetrated from the ground outside?

There was a bit of hunger in his heart. Even if it was radiation rain, he wanted to drink a little bit. As long as it could relieve the burning hunger in his stomach, he felt that he was even willing to take a bite of the undead's body!

He slightly moved his arms, trying not to use strength, so as not to affect the wounds all over his body. He slowly picked up a little bit and put it in his mouth. When he was about to drink, he suddenly smelled a strong smell of blood.

Is it blood?

Dean was startled for a moment. At this moment, there was a slight movement in the darkness in front of him.

Dean's pupils shrank. Is it …

Roar!

As if to confirm his guess, there was a sudden roar in the darkness. Several stones were smashed and flew over. A strong smell of blood came, and a ferocious roar came from four or five meters in front of him.

Black behemoth!

Dean felt that his heart almost stopped. It was not dead?

He gritted his teeth, his palms on the ground, and moved his body. Every time he moved a little, his whole body sent a tearing pain. His forehead was full of cold sweat, but he still tightly clenched his teeth and moved back inch by inch.

After moving seven or eight times, he only moved a distance of two or three meters, and he was so tired that he was about to collapse.

At this time, he suddenly found that the roar in the darkness in front of him, although still roaring, did not come closer. It seemed … to stay in that position.

Dean was startled, some doubts, and suddenly thought of a possibility … It was stuck?

Thinking of this, he immediately touched the fire sickle behind his waist bag. This thing was not lost. His palms were weak, but he still hit the fire sickle with trembling hands, rubbing out the fire and igniting the tinder.

Soon, the faint fire dispersed the darkness nearby.

Dean raised the fire to illuminate the picture in front of him. He saw the black behemoth lying in a narrow passage in front of him. Some stones were scattered around its neck, and it kept growling in a low voice, but it could not crawl forward. Its body was stuck by the stones behind it!

He was relieved. Fortunately, it was stuck. Otherwise, he would not be able to wait for himself to wake up, and he would be eaten in a coma.

At this time, the tinder burned out, and the surrounding returned to darkness.

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