Raydor Holy Sword War Journal

163. The King of the Dead

"Heh, heh...! You're such a super geek!Oh, my God, my luck is coming! "

"Oh, come on! Stop it!"

A tattoo man tries to approach a beautiful girl suddenly appearing in front of her.However, the skinhead's partner rushed to grab his shoulder.

"That's yaaaaaah! No matter what you think, don't get involved. It's an outsider!"

The face of the skinhead has lost its color and turned pale.

It is only natural that men should be vigilant.A beautiful maroon girl appearing in front of her is wearing worn-out clothes, and black dirt is sticking all over her body.

It's like crawling up from under a tomb right now... in such a way that you can imagine.

I didn't seem like a decent person.

"What are you talking about? There aren't many good women like that!? If you sell them off, they won't drop a hundred gold coins! And...."

But the tattoo man's eyes were cloudy with desire, and he didn't even try to hear his partner's words properly.

"Fufu, such a great lady is rarely hugged!It's a little dirty, but it's not a problem!Don't sell it off to the slavers after you've had fun! "

"That's not the problem! You're not human, you must be undead!?"

For many years, it was rare for an undead to spring up in an unmaintained cemetery.

Even in this cemetery, priests regularly pray for the tranquillity of their souls... but I didn't think the unusual atmosphere girl in front of me was a living human being.

While the men argue, the girl strays her gaze as if nothing had happened and tries to walk somewhere at a chaotic pace.

"Hehe... wait!"

"Hey, Cora!"

"Hey, that woman! What are you doing at a time like this?"

The tattoo man ignored his partner's restraint and chased the girl who was about to leave and grabbed a thin shoulder.

"Ah...?"

The girl looks back with sleepy eyes.Looking up at the tattoo man's face, he leaned his head and neck.

".................................... huh?"

After a long silence, the girl speaks too short a word.

I have no idea what you're trying to say.But it had nothing to do with a man who was trapped in lust.

"What are you talking about? No... I don't care.I'll play a little more than that.Come here! "

"No...................................................?"

A tattoo man pulls his hand, and the girl is dragged while being attacked.The girl, who was taken to the nearest grass, was pushed down on the grass futon.

"Come on, let's make you cute! Hihi, uhihi!"

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A tattoo man straddled the girl, whispering his tongue and moving his fingers demonically.

Reach out to grab a small breast eagle... and grab your shoulders from behind to stop moving.

"Shit... hey, don't bother me!If you're not freaking out, I'll have fun alone, so get lost! "

A tattoo man waves his hands off his shoulders.

I ignored my disturbing partner and tried to influence my behavior, but there was a trembling voice from the side.

"Oh, hey... Bain... uhh, back..."

Heh?

There was a partner behind him, somehow at a distance, sideways.

The skinhead whitened his face like paper, pointing his tiny fingertips behind the tattoo man.

"Hee... why are you here? Who the hell...?"

The tattoo man looks back in surprise.

At the same time, a sharp fang pierced his neck.

"Higiii!?"

"Rattling rattling rattling rattling!"

"Hi... yaaaaaaaaaaa!?"

The tattoo man was bitten by a human carcass standing with two legs.

The flesh and skin have rotted from the carcass, and the white bones have peeled out.

How long has it been since I died?The skeleton and the finished carcass hug the tattoo man and bite the flesh off his neck relentlessly.

"Ghi-ga, ahh...!"

The corpse sprays blood from the neck over a fallen tattoo man.Ironically, it is in the same position as the man who attacked the girl earlier.

"No, stop... yaaaaaaaaaa!"

"Ah... ah... no..."

The carcass is relentlessly eaten by the tattoo man's body, devouring meat.

The skinhead man stunned with fear and stared at his partner being eaten by a monster.

The tattoo man was scratching the algae while screaming for a while... but eventually his hands and feet relaxed like they were exhausted.From there, there was nothing but chatter and chewing meat.

"That's why I said... I said stop... stop...!"

The skinhead man leans back with his buttocks on and tries to get away from the scene as little as possible.

I want to get up, but I don't have much power in my feet with fear.Still trying to escape with a crawling body...

"Ah...."

Countless people stand in front of the skinhead man crawling the ground.

As he slowly raised his face, countless herds of corpses looked down on the man.At the forefront is an old man who has just dug up and vandalized his grave.

The burnt marks of the cigarette burn on his forehead, and the orbit of the lost galactic cave peeks into the skinhead man.

"Rattling rattling rattling rattling!"

"Hi... yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

The wild screams are stuck in the dark.

After a while, the noise of a struggle echoed... Eventually, the cemetery was once again wrapped in the silence of the night.