Kneel and call her queen?

Da Zhuang felt his blood surge. Did she really think he had no face?

In his life, Da Zhuang knelt to heaven, to earth, and to his big brother. Who did she think she was?

Da Zhuang's face was twisted as he struggled with all his might to break free from the restraints.

The resilient thorns slowly began to show signs of tearing.

Although Da Zhuang was trapped by the thorns, they only confined him and did not cause any real harm.

A cold smile flashed across the red-clothed zombie's face, and her lips moved slightly. After a few seconds, two more towering thorn bushes abruptly emerged from the ground.

Unlike the previous two, these thorn bushes had slender but solid vines with many sharp barbs, whipping Da Zhuang like a lash.

Da Zhuang was bound and had nowhere to hide, taking the full force of the blows.

Da Zhuang grunted, it hurt.

Da Zhuang realized that this one was tough; this zombie's level was higher than his own.

Should he call Big Brother to save him?

Bloody welts rose on Da Zhuang's body from the whipping. Da Zhuang's underlings cried out in alarm, "Big Brother is no match? Isn't Big Brother invincible?"

The scene of Da Zhuang being beaten caused his authority to be questioned.

The red-clothed zombie sneered, "Your strength doesn't match your mouth. Is that all you've got? Softie."

Softie?

Da Zhuang's eyes turned completely red.

He couldn't ask Big Brother for help unless he was desperate. Even if Big Brother killed this zombie, it wouldn't be him who did it, and he wouldn't regain his lost prestige.

He had to kill it himself.

He still had a method, one that could definitely defeat it.

That was to advance to level nine. Da Zhuang felt that he was just a little bit away from breaking through.

And the crystal was in Da Zhuang's pocket.

Although Da Zhuang's hands were tied, he could still move them with some effort.

In order to avoid arousing the red-clothed zombie's suspicion, Da Zhuang struggled violently, flailing his hands randomly.

As he got closer to the pocket on his chest, he grabbed the crystal tightly in his palm.

Suck, I'll suck it dry.

Da Zhuang sucked greedily at the crystal.

The red-clothed zombie was taken aback, a look of greed flashing across her face. An advanced crystal?

"Kneel, call me queen, and give me the crystal. I might spare your life."

Da Zhuang chuckled, "Let me think about it."

The red-clothed zombie's face was cold. Trying to stall for time?

If he wouldn't give it, she would take it herself.

The four thorn bushes whipped Da Zhuang's wrists with extreme ferocity, trying to break them and obtain the crystal.

But to the red-clothed zombie's surprise, no matter how hard she beat him, Da Zhuang wouldn't let go. Although his wrists were nearly shattered, they wouldn't break.

How could Da Zhuang's hands be so tough?

The red-clothed zombie judged that Da Zhuang had not yet reached level nine. That shouldn't be possible; she had already killed level eight zombies.

Da Zhuang sneered from his throat. Da Zhuang had been tough from beginning to end.

Da Zhuang sucked on the crystal fiercely, much faster than usual.

His body could barely withstand it, and he felt a stinging pain.

Especially when Da Zhuang had absorbed to the limit, he was still absorbing, and violent energy rampaged through his body.

"Ah!"

This pain was even more agonizing than the red-clothed zombie's attacks.

But Da Zhuang gritted his teeth and endured, just a little bit more, just a little bit more.

Hmm, this feeling of pain was somewhat familiar.

The red-clothed zombie's face was cold. He wanted the crystal more than his life?

She would beat him to death.

Just then, Da Zhuang roared, and the crystal in his brain changed, expanding a circle.

Da Zhuang had broken through to level nine.

His head was throbbing with pain, but Da Zhuang had no time to care. His strength soared, and with all his might, the somewhat torn thorns were completely ripped apart.

Da Zhuang clutched his head, panting heavily, and grinned, "You bitch, it's my turn now."

The red-clothed zombie frowned. He had broken through in the heat of battle?

He had some skills.

It seemed she had to show her true strength.

The red-clothed zombie shook her head. "I am the queen, the Queen of Thorns."

The red-clothed zombie's hair fluttered without wind, her hands clasped together, her expression solemn, clearly serious.

Da Zhuang charged towards the red-clothed zombie, but the four thorn bushes that had been present before were not destroyed, and countless vines stretched out towards Da Zhuang.

The power of the thorns' whipping was greatly reduced against Da Zhuang, but Da Zhuang had no good way to deal with them.

The vines bound him one by one. As soon as Da Zhuang broke free from one, another one came.

The best way to deal with these thorns was with fire-type abilities, but unfortunately, Da Zhuang didn't have them.

Abruptly, the area around Da Zhuang became an ocean of thorns, with countless thorns growing within it.

And the red-clothed zombie had transformed into a thorn, hiding within.

Da Zhuang was dumbfounded. Which one was it?

The red-clothed zombie giggled, "Come on, catch me. If you catch me, I'll let you heh-heh-heh."

In the ocean of thorns, the thorns were of different heights, and their shapes were also very different. The methods of attack were varied.

Some could shoot spikes, while others had huge mouths that could swallow Da Zhuang in one bite.

The effects of the spikes were also different. Some were poisonous, some were hallucinogenic, and some were sharp.

The strength of the thorns was also different. Most of them were weak, just used to confuse Da Zhuang.

It was not easy to find the red-clothed zombie among the thorns.

Da Zhuang roared furiously, and his body rose higher and higher, becoming a giant more than twenty meters tall.

Meat-type zombies at level seven could enlarge their bodies.

The red-clothed zombie was taken aback. How mighty and majestic.

After Da Zhuang grew larger, he immediately towered over most of the thorns, his vision improved, and he chopped down the thorns while searching for the red-clothed zombie.

There were also drawbacks. After Da Zhuang grew larger, his body was too tall, and he was immediately subjected to a dense barrage of attacks.

One searched, and the other hid.

Da Zhuang was covered in wounds, but he still couldn't find the red-clothed zombie.

Even at the same level, combat power could vary greatly. Da Zhuang had excellent talent, being tough from beginning to end, and had almost no opponents of the same level.

But this red-clothed zombie was also not weak, calling herself a queen, with the title of Queen of Thorns. If she became a king-level zombie in the future, she would also be a very perverted existence.

The red-clothed zombie was secretly surprised that this Da Zhuang was actually not weaker than herself. Unless she fought desperately, risking her life, could she kill him.

The ocean of thorns was almost completely destroyed by Da Zhuang before the red-clothed zombie revealed herself.

Da Zhuang collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

The red-clothed zombie's abilities were also exhausted.

Da Zhuang grinned, "Nowhere to hide, huh?"

The red-clothed zombie covered her mouth and smiled, sticking out her tongue and spitting out a bright red seed.

"This is my natal seed. After using it, I will die, and you will also die. How about a draw?"

Da Zhuang was taken aback. Was she bluffing?

Da Zhuang's eyes flickered. He had Big Brother, there was no need to fight her to the death at all.

He would only become stronger and stronger, and faster than her.

He would kill her then.

No, it would be a pity to kill her. She was very strong, and if she became his subordinate, his strength would be greatly enhanced.

The red-clothed zombie giggled, "Big Brother Da Zhuang, how about we join forces to deal with Dawn City? Flesh eaters are too powerful, which is not good for us."

Da Zhuang frowned. If he couldn't dispel this idea, he wouldn't be able to protect her either.

Da Zhuang asked, "What's your name?"

The red-clothed zombie thought for a moment, "Call me Jing Ji (Thorns)."