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Chapter 632: Brother General

Lu Zhengkang went through the coastal shelter and continued climbing. Halfway through the road, he encountered many rotting walking corpses. These junior monsters in "Salt" were drowned farmers, sailors, soldiers, etc., and there was no threat, but Lu Zhengkang met him. The walking corpses that arrived were quite diverse. At first they were very wasteful, highly decomposed corpses. Before he could climb the plain on the top of the mountain, he encountered some monsters with intact corpses.

These people were wearing knight costumes. Lu Zhengkang was taken aback at the time, thinking that these would not be the corpses of some martial artist, right?

Sure enough, this group of walking corpses is often in groups of six or seven, acting like the wind, and the chance of hitting Lu Zhengkang is much higher than that of the speechless abyss, and their fighting instinct is still left, and there is quite a way to advance and retreat, which is very It's difficult.

Lu Zhengkang looked at the towering city on the plain in the distance. Unsurprisingly, there were bosses there. In "Salt", there was only a small castle across the coast, but it turned into a huge ancient Chinese city.

The wall of this city is made up of slabs of slabs, which are already fragmented, and the broken stones are floating in the air, moving slowly.Lu Zhengkang gestured his thumb to the highest broken arrow tower. It should be three hundred meters high. The specifications of the entire city are a bit exaggerated. The gates are closed and the defense facilities are complete. It has the temperament of a battle fortress. , Through the broken city wall, you can still see some towering pavilions, the shape is also very exaggerated, there are no less than a hundred meters, dozens of floors, there should be carved beams and paintings, Lu Zhengkang can not be distinguished through the faint fog, However, it can be seen that these buildings have withered bright colors, covered with thick dust, and there are some wilting ancient vegetation covering everywhere.

The buildings here are the same as the environment here, lacking bright colors and vitality, half-dead, and malicious, just like a dying snake.

It's not a good place.

In front of the city gate, there is still something like a black forest. There are many vultures hovering in the sky, and there is a strong smell of vulture feces from far away. Lu Zheng Kandy walks forward with a hammer. There is open land on both sides, only low. The short Asakusa and the dark gravel were scattered in the bald yellow grass. Lu Zhengkang slowly moved forward, and then he saw a damp muddy ground four meters away slowly crawling out of a bright light armor. Dai Paixiu swallows the golden pocket, a brawny man holding a sword-shaped spear head.

Lu Zhengkang's body is now two meters tall, and the monster in front of him is at least four meters tall. Lu Zhengkang froze for a moment. Is this an elite monster?He raised his thumb and gestured again. It was indeed more than four meters tall. It was really majestic.

"An outsider again."

"You can actually speak." Lu Zhengkang waved a one-handed hammer, "In that case, report your name."

"An outsider again." The other party repeated the sentence, and then strode forward.

Regarding the living corpse dressed up by the military commander, Lu Zhengkang simply called him the military commander brother. The opponent looked like a master. He moved extremely fast and had a strong force. A spearhead poked out and the wind whispered. The coming wind rustled his pope's robe.

It's a rival.

The military commander left his whip leg. Lu Zhengkang raised his hand to block, but was kicked into the air. In mid-air, the military commander threw his spear head over, seeing that he was going to pierce him through, Lu Zhengkang waved a one-handed hammer to block. However, he still failed to release the strength of the javelin, and directly stuck it on his right shoulder, and then pierced him on the ground like a gourd with an arrow.

Yan Yi's body didn't have too many keen pains. Lu Zhengkang pulled out the spear head, and the hole in his shoulder was immediately healed. Such a speed of recovery might be Yan Yi's talent, but it also caused his weakness.

Brother military commander chased fiercely. Lu Zhengkang could only see his rusty bronze beast head belt when he was looking at it. Now the other party initiates a charge, it is like a giant wood hugged by two flying over. Knowing that he was weak, he hurriedly rolled sideways.

Lu Zhengkang had already anticipated the situation of being crushed by the enemy's attributes if he could not be upgraded, but he encountered it in less than half an hour, and he was a little pessimistic.

The military commander bent over and beat Lu Zhengkang with a punch. Pope Deer slammed his fist with a hammer. There was a muffled sound, which should have also broken two metacarpal bones.

Have to fight.

Lu Zhengkang also breathed a sigh of relief secretly. After all, it was a corpse. He had been soaked in the mud puddle for so long. There was a mildew smell in the fist wind, and it must have been rotten inside.

"Yes again, an outsider!" Brother general yelled every time he punched, and he vented all his violent anger into the attack.

Lu Zhengkang dodged from left to right, only pumping cold to hit the opponent's arm with a hammer, carefully observing the opponent's offensive routine, and correspondingly streamlined his steps.

"Outsider! You are not redemption! You are not redemption! Redemption has not come! Redemption has not come!"

Lu Zhengkang endured him for a long time. For almost four minutes, he observed for four minutes and hit 30 hammers. The next punch, he didn't hide, but stood up straight, letting the military commander hit him in the chest.

There was a click.

Brother General's palm smashed into a pool of blood on Lu Zhengkang's chest.

Lu Zhengyao has retreated back to the hillside. Now he is advancing, hitting the military commander’s throat with a hammer, slamming the other side’s endless sorrows into his stomach, grinning, and a pair of gray copper bells under his helmet. With black bloodshot eyes in his eyes, Lu Zhengkang leaned over to avoid the other side's swinging punch, and two hammers broke his knees.The military commander knelt on the ground, gave his head abruptly, and was flashed by Lu Zhengkang.

Picking up the red tassel on his helmet, the mechanical deer held the hand hammer upside down, stabbed it into the general's mouth, let go, hugged the opponent's huge head, and twisted it fiercely. The edge hammer squeezed the throat like a towel wrapped in iron. Like the ball, after a horrible click, I saw the back of the military commander's neck bones protruding.

A gust of wind blew the unknown monster into fine pieces of salt, and the military commander disappeared, leaving a large pile of gold coins in place, as well as a fitted helmet, brand new.

Lu Zhengkang took a pocket of gold coins, put on his helmet, picked up his hammer, and the remaining gold coins could not fit, so forget it.

The death salt he was carrying was more and more, but without faith, he could not transform it into his own power.

It was nothing more than the initial level clearance. Lu Zhengkang recalled in his heart the joy that made him tremble when he just killed the military commander.

Deprive life and give the dead rest. Since you say that salvation has not come, let me take your salt and leave this prison all the way.

Lu Zhengkang walked slowly to the foot of the city on the top of the mountain. He saw a place like a black forest before. After getting closer, he realized that this is not a forest, but a gallows hanging from dead people. Thousands, face after face.

Men, women, old and young, foreigners, natives, Lu Zhengkang stared at the people trapped in the server, these people who were once alive, they are all dead, and this part died in the first level.

Chapter 663 Redemption, Xiancheng

The nameless island is a place where time and space overlap infinitely. Don’t look at the billions of people trapped here, but Lu Zhengkang can always fight alone. Maybe after he finds a way to summon mercenaries across time and space, he can join the rest of the salt. But now, when he stands in front of this dead forest of the dead, a sense of horror of human civilization being raged, like a vulture hovering in the sky, sent him a cold mockery.

Lu Zhengkang walked slowly in the gallows forest along a path leading to the city gate. These people all turned their backs to the city and faced the direction of the sea. Most of the corpses were broken, and there were many with arrows. Their clothing Some are casual clothes, modern outfits, some are armor, night clothes, robe and other game styles, each telling their identities, their weapons are left under the gallows, the gallows is not high, Lu Zheng Kangping looks around At that time, one could see rows of feet of the deceased, with their toes hanging down, and some of them had no shoes, dripping with some black muddy blood.

Lu Zhengkang tried to touch the victims, but he could only touch the phantoms. As he got closer, the gallows disappeared in the fog. These were false phantoms. Looking back, the corpses were replaced by a batch on the way. But the same is the dead. There are countless dead here. They rotate like slides. The souls they left on the gallows, like the generals, once screamed: Redemption has not come!

Lu Zhengkang heard the sound of water droplets falling on the ground and crushing dust. He bowed his head in a daze. The wind blew and his cheeks were slightly cool. He stroked his face dazedly, wet.

Does the body made of salt also have tears?

There was endless anger in Lu Zhengkang's heart, like a ball of hot gunpowder, which exploded in the infinitely empty heart, but there was no echo.

How can one die so humble?

He has heard of how people die, death by accident, death by torture, death by illness, death by aging, death by vendetta, death by heartbreak, but he only now understands that there are more ways to die. One kind, in the game, death is like a dream come true. In the falsehood, it disappears, and even the disappearance itself appears false.

Lu Zhengkang knelt down in the forest and prayed silently.

Unfamiliar friends, I wish I can destroy rA9, human civilization creates disasters, and this disaster cannot defeat civilization. If there is no light in this world, I will be your only salvation.

The huge gallows only have the ridicule of vultures and the subtle gasping airflow near the surface. The noise of the robe swaying in the air is blurred. Lu Zhengkang has no thoughts in his heart. He has no thoughts at all, and even his anger disappears. In the vast mind, tiny cracks appeared on his body surface, and golden light overflowed from it, like a golden jade breaking a dust lock.

A huge wind blowing to the sky blew out of the cracks in the man’s body. At first it was very subtle. After countless corpses, they could draw a suffocated breath in their lungs. Men, women, old people, children, soldiers, civilians, Wanderers, those who have nothing, are all in vain.

The wind was getting louder and louder, but there was no sound. In this wind, the gallows shattered a little bit, and the corpses of the deceased turned into ashes. With the wind, they led to the sky together, and the vultures hovering all lost their voices in the wind. Deprived of the means of doing evil, their long beaks used to peck at the flesh and blood of the dead, but now the flesh and blood come out of the long beak and seal their mouths.

The aphasia bird flew away, the strong wind blew away a corner of the eternal mist on the island, and the dead souls followed a little light from the sky and flew into the world behind the clouds, where a silhouette of a mountain stood.When the wind stopped, the clouds still closed.

Lu Zhengkang, who was covered with golden cracks, stood up slowly. He looked around. The forest of the dead on the gallows had disappeared. He didn't know what had happened. Presumably, they had heard their prayers, so it was time to move forward.He squeezed the hammer and walked towards the city in front of him. Under the city gate, the big seal of "Xiancheng" was engraved on the broken wall. The name of the city should be four characters, but the wall card was also broken. The remnants of the stone were floating in the air. After all, Lu Zhengkang could not find the rest of the words, and after all, he did not know what kind of fairy city this was.

Then call it Xiancheng.

After the shutdown of "Three Worlds", for the virtual creatures in the game, it was a great collapse of the universe. Today, the buildings left on the island were once brilliant, and are now the same as the living corpses that can be seen everywhere. It's just a residue that hasn't died completely, and has no aliveness.

The ruined walls, if this building is not ruined, it must be three feet of dust.Lu Zhengkang came to the city gate, the huge, 100-meter-high vermilion lacquered copper nailed iron wood gate, Lu Zhengkang pushed it up and pushed it a little bit.

Every step can hear the door shaft blast like thunder.

The last facade of this city, like the sound of a bell, echoed in this huge area. In the streets and buildings, the ashes from the roof beams shook off, and the palaces in the depths of Xiancheng, sitting on the dragon bed. The corpse heard it all.

Lu Zhengkang pushed open a shoulder-length gap in the door, and then squeezed into the door, pushing hard with both hands, and broke away a wide road. Before he looked inside, he felt the front half of his body faint. He felt a pain like hemp, and there must be some crisis. He rolled to the side and hid behind the half-open door. He only heard the sound of rain hitting plantain, and countless arrows came from the crack of the door. Wear it out.

This welcoming ceremony was classy enough. Lu Zheng was happy. When the rain of arrows stopped, he stood in the crack of the door again, looking at the oncoming street and the rows of armoured crossbowmen in the pavilions on both sides. This city must have been lively once. He just showed his head and shot another wave of volleys. After repeating this way more than 20 times, Lu Zhengkang finally understood that this group of guys could never use up their arrows.