The Dark King

The lead-gray dark clouds full of nucleus and dust, like a thick cloud of inseparable ink, quietly hovered over the sky, filtering the sunlight outside the atmosphere, and spitting turbid and bleak light, falling on this wilderness.

The breeze hovered silently, and there was no previous sharp whistling.

The wind blew away the bloody smell in the air, as if nothing had happened, and there was nothing in the world.

The continuous roar of sadness in the wilderness gradually hoarse and stopped.Du Di'an held Helisa's body tightly, sobbing like a sad beast, with countless prayers in his heart, but looking down on the lingering gods, he didn't seem to ignore his pleading.

Slowly, he felt that his tears were gone, and all the tears that flowed out, like his consciousness and soul, hollowed out his body.

He felt dizzy, like the soul stripped from his body.

Without soul, what is left of a person?

Is there only one empty shell left?

Or is there a new substance that replaces the soul and occupies this body?

The tears dried up on Du Di'an's face, he silently embraced her, staring at her sleepy gentle and quiet face.

Click!Click!

Suddenly, a series of subtle nibbles slowly dragged Du Dean's line of sight, and a trace of vitality returned to his blank eyes, raising his head and looking down at the sound source.The next moment, he had tended to numb his face, and suddenly showed a strong change again, and his aversion and anger made his face completely twisted.

I saw a place where there was a movement, on a foot from Helisa, at her calf, there was a head biting on it, and it was constantly biting. It was the black-wing corpse that had been severed. The head of the king!

"Ah!!! Let's die!!!" Du Dean swooped over in a madness, grasping the head of the black wing corpse with both hands, and pulled it from Helissa's calf, pressing it on the side. On the ground, he raised his fist and smashed it frantically, yelling frantically in his mouth, every punch was exhausted with all his strength, so that the fingers on the fist broke without any consciousness.

After violently hammering hundreds of times, his hands and bones have been extensively broken, and his consciousness gradually recovered from the intense pain. He stopped his hands, his chest undulated violently, and he gasped while watching. To the head of the black wing corpse king, he was suddenly angry to find that his skull was not cracked at all. Instead, his fist was badly damaged and paid a heavy price.

"Go die!!" He roared, grabbed its hair, and smashed it hard on the ground.

After hammering dozens of times in a row, he was so tired that he stopped and saw that the dirt on the ground was smashed into a deep pit, and the sand poured into the nostrils and mouth of the black-wing corpse king, but his face remained unharmed. .

Du Di'an was angry and sad, too weak, and he was so weak that he only had one head left, and he couldn't kill it.

He held his head and took a deep breath, the anger in his heart slowly calmed down, and then slowly urged the energy in the body to enter the state of the primary limiter, the white bones bulged, and soon, he was crippled His hands slowly healed, and the broken bones re-bonded together, recovering as before.

He pulled out the dagger from the leggings and turned the head of the black-wing corpse upside down. He suddenly saw the cut surface under his head, and the wound was covered with a layer of dark red scaly cuticle.

He reached out and touched it, the touch was extremely tough, and the cuticle of the dark red scales was a bit like the demonized dragon scale he had seen on Helisa.

He thought of the previous bite of Helissa’s calf, and at the same time remembered that before he died, Zeng frowned a bit of a painful color, did he say that at that time, it bit her?

But at that time, she was still in a demonized state, that is to say, it ate her demonized dragon scales at that time and absorbed them, which led to the appearance of the same demonized dragon scales in its wounds. scar.

"You... really damn it!!!" Du Dean trembles slightly, clenching his dagger, and thrusts into his eye socket sharply.

With a pop, the eyes of the Blackwing Corpse King were suddenly penetrated by a dagger, and blood was overflowing from the eyes.

Despite its unusually hard skull, the eyeballs are still weak. This has nothing to do with the constitution. The structure of the eyeballs is destined to be incomparable with the scale armor.

"You think, can I really kill you?"

"Don't you like to eat, eat..."

Du Di'an's face was rueful, clutching the end of the dagger, spinning in the corpse king's eye, while holding his knee against the top of his head, and the other hand grabbed the earth and stones from the ground and thrust it into his mouth.

As his dagger turned, suddenly, a high-pitched scream came from the mouth of the black-wing corpse king, extremely clear and harsh.

Du Dean's ears were hurt by the scream, and there was a sense of pain in the brain. He clenched his teeth and slammed the dagger deep into its head, and then struggled to shake left and right!

While stirring, he felt that the brain tissue in his head was extremely tough and the resistance during cutting was great.

The black wing corpse's scream suddenly came to an abrupt halt, his slightly open mouth froze, completely stopped moving.

"Die! Die! Die..." Du Dean did not stop there, still stirring the dagger desperately, wishing to stir it into a mess of mud without leaving an inch of complete organization.

Rumble~~!

Suddenly, the ground trembles slightly.

Du Di'an suddenly sobered, looked up, and saw a dark figure surging from the distance, most of them were human-shaped, different in height, it was the tide of corpses that had been thrown away.

His face changed slightly, but he didn't panic. He stirred rapidly, cut the muscles of the face of the black winged corpse king, and used his fingers to remove it from his eye sockets. He suddenly pulled out a cold dark black brain tissue, a bit like The powder residue is not sticky.

He quickly smeared it on himself and on Helisa's armor next to her. At this time, she saw the silver metal belt behind Helissa still tied with a waist bag, and immediately took it off to untie it, only to see inside There are many metal bottles and canisters, one of which is stuck with "submerged powder".

He quickly unscrewed the bottle, which contained some light blue powder, and he immediately sprinkled it on himself and Helissa’s body, which he had read in the books of the fortress, which was more expensive than the walking dead powder, It can mask its own odor to a great extent, even higher-level corpses are difficult to detect. At the same time, this powder is mixed with some high-level corpses' tissues, so that ordinary corpses smell and will autonomously stay away.

With this submerged corpse powder, plus the brain of the black wing corpse king, Du Dean believes that he can escape this corpse tide. At this time, he also understands that the scream of the black wing corpse king was not a screaming in pain, and it was mostly called These corpses came over.

Rumble~~!

With the corpse tide gradually approaching in the distance, the ground trembles more and more, but Du Di'an moves leisurely, tearing a string of fabric from his body, piercing the other eye of the corpse king, and removing the fabric from its The two eyes pierced out and tied to his waist, he wanted to keep this thing, all kinds of humiliation in the future!

Although the corpse king was unaware, dead, and unaware of pain and insult, his hatred and anger towards it would not stop there.

After tying it, he stooped and hugged Helisa on the ground and ran quickly to the distance.

Rumble~~!

The fast-moving corpse wave gradually slowed down, staying at the body of the black-wing corpse king. The original corpse tidal like an army, after stopping, quickly loosened up, like a soldier who lost instructions, changed Scattered into a pile of sand, wandering separately, did not chase Du Dean.

After running for four or five miles in a row, he gradually stopped and came to sit next to a pile of rubble. He gently put Helisa on the ground, gasping for a long time, staring at her face with a dream.

I don't know how long it has been in the past. Suddenly, he saw her eyelashes, like an illusion, and quivered slightly...