Lead-gray dark clouds filled with nuclear dust, like a thick mass of ink that cannot be dissolved, hover silently in the sky, filtering the sunlight outside the atmosphere and casting a turbid and desolate shimmer onto this wilderness.
The breeze swirled silently, no longer as sharp as before.
The wind blew away the smell of blood in the air, as if nothing had happened, and the world was silent.
The continuous sad roar in the wilderness gradually became hoarse and stopped.
Dudian hugged Hailisa's body tightly, sobbing like a sad beast, with countless thoughts of prayer in his heart, but the gods who looked down at the common people seemed not to pay attention to his pleas.
Slowly, he felt that he had no strength to even cry.
All the tears shed were like his consciousness and soul being emptied out of his body.
He felt dizzy, as if his soul had been ripped out of his body.
Without a soul, what is left of a person?
Is there only an empty shell left?
There is still new material that replaces the soul and occupies this body.
The tears dried on Dudian's face, and he hugged her silently, staring at her gentle and peaceful face as if sleeping.
Click click click Suddenly, waves of subtle gnawing sounds slowly drew Dudian's attention.
A trace of life returned to his dull eyes.
He raised his head and looked along the source of the sound.
The next moment, his already numb face suddenly showed a strong change, and his face became completely distorted with overwhelming hatred and anger.
The sound came from one of Hailisa's feet.
On her calf, there was a head biting on it, and it was chewing continuously.
It was the black-winged corpse whose head had been chopped off before. king's head "Ah, go to hell!"
Dudian rushed over like crazy, clamped the Black Winged Corpse King's head with both hands, pulled it off Hailisa's calf, pressed it to the ground next to him, and lifted it up He punched his fists wildly, yelled crazily, and put all his strength into each punch, so that the fingers on his fists were broken and he couldn't feel anything.
After hammering hundreds of times, the bones in his hands had been extensively broken.
The strong pain stimulated him to gradually regain some consciousness.
He stopped his hands, his chest heaved violently, and he gasped for air while watching.
Looking at the head of the Black-Winged Corpse King, he immediately found angrily that its skull was not cracked at all, but his fist was seriously damaged, and he paid a heavy price.
"Go to hell" he roared angrily, grabbed its hair and smashed it to the ground.
After hammering dozens of times in succession, he was so tired that he stopped and saw a deep hole in the soil on the ground.
The sand poured into the Black Winged Corpse King's nostrils and mouth, but its face was still unscathed. .
Du Di'an felt angry and sad at the same time.
He was too weak.
He was so weak that the other party only had one head left and he couldn't kill it.
He held its head and took a deep breath.
The anger in his heart slowly calmed down.
Then he slowly activated the energy in his body and entered the primary limiter state.
The white bones were bulging.
Soon, he was disabled.
His hands slowly healed, and the broken bones rejoined and returned to their original state.
He pulled out the dagger from his leggings and turned the Black Winged Corpse King's head over.
He immediately saw that the cut under its head was covered with a layer of dark red scaly cuticle.
He stretched out his hand and touched it.
It felt extremely tough, and the cuticle of the dark red scales was a bit like the demonized dragon scales he had seen on Hailisa before.
He thought of the previous scene of it biting Hailisa's calf, and at the same time, he thought of the look of pain on Hailisa's brows before she died.
Could it be 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 and absorbed them, which resulted in its wounds appearing like her demonized dragon scales. scar.
"You really deserve to die."
Dudian's body trembled slightly, he clenched the dagger and stabbed it in the eye socket.
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With a pop, the Black Winged Corpse King's eye sockets were immediately penetrated by a dagger, and blood overflowed from his eye sockets.
Although its skull is extremely hard, its eyes are weak after all.
This has nothing to do with its constitution.
The structure of the eyes itself is destined to be incomparable with scales.
"Do you think I really can't kill you?"
"Don't you like to eat?
Eat."
Dudian had a ferocious face, holding the end of the dagger, spinning it in the corpse king's eye socket, while pressing his knee against the top of its head, grabbing dirt and stones from the ground with his other hand, and stuffing it into its mouth.
As he turned the dagger, suddenly, a high-pitched scream came from the mouth of the Black Winged Corpse King, extremely clear and harsh.
The scream stung Dudian's eardrums, and he felt the pain of a demonic sound drilling into his brain.
He gritted his teeth, pierced the dagger deep into its head, and then vigorously swung it from side to side.
While stirring, he felt that the brain tissue in its head was extremely tough and the resistance during cutting was extremely high.
The Black Winged Corpse King's scream suddenly stopped, his slightly open mouth froze, and he stopped moving at all.
"Death!"
Dudian didn't stop there.
He was still stirring the dagger desperately, hoping to turn it into a ball of mud without leaving an inch of intact tissue.
Rumble Suddenly, there was a slight tremor on the ground.
Dudian suddenly woke up and looked up, only to see a dark figure rushing in the distance.
Most of them were humanoid, with different heights.
They were the tide of corpses that had been thrown away earlier.
His face changed slightly, but he didn't panic.
He stirred quickly in his hands, cut open the facial muscles of the Black Winged Corpse King, and dug out its eye sockets with his fingers.
He immediately pulled out a piece of cold, dark brain tissue, which looked a bit like Powder residue, not sticky.
He quickly smeared it on himself and the armor of Halisa next to him.
At this time, she saw that there was still a fanny pack attached to the silver metal belt behind Halisa's back.
She immediately took it off and untied it, only to see what was inside.
There were many metal bottles and cans, including a bottle labeled "Corpse Hidden Powder".
He quickly unscrewed the bottle and found some light blue powder inside.
He immediately sprinkled it on himself and Halisa's bodies.
He had read about this in the fortress's books and it was more expensive than walking corpse powder.
It can mask its own smell to a great extent, making it difficult for even higher-level zombies to detect it.
At the same time, this powder is mixed with some tissues from high-level zombies, so that ordinary zombies will stay away on their own after smelling it.
With this zombie powder and the brains of the Black-Winged Corpse King, Dudian believed that he could escape the tide of corpses.
At this time, he also understood that the screams of the Black-Winged Corpse King earlier were not screams of pain, but mostly summons.
These corpses are coming.
Rumble As the tide of corpses approached in the distance, the ground shook more and more.
Dudian moved calmly, tearing off a string of cloth from his body, piercing the other eyeball of the Corpse King, and removing the cloth from his body.
Two eye sockets were pierced out and tied around his waist.
He wanted to keep this thing and humiliate him in every possible way in the future.
Even though this corpse king was unconscious and dead, and knew no pain or insult, the hatred and anger towards it in his heart would not stop there.
After tying it up, he bent down and picked up Halisa on the ground, and quickly ran away.
Rumble The extremely fast rushing corpse tide gradually slowed down and stopped at the body of the Black Winged Corpse King.
The corpse tide, which was originally as neat as an army, soon became loose after stopping, like soldiers who had lost their orders.
They formed a pile of scattered sand, wandering separately and not chasing Dudian.
After running for four or five miles in a row, he gradually stopped and came to sit down beside a pile of rocks.
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He gently placed Halysa on the ground, panting heavily and staring at her face in ecstasy.
He didn't know how much time had passed, but suddenly, he saw her eyelashes twitching slightly as if there was an illusion: