My ten thousand ways to die in the end

Chapter 250 Officially Designated Religion
Dong Xiaobai and a group of elite supernatural beings set off immediately after receiving the order.

But there are two other groups of people faster than them!
On the empty street, a group of skeleton soldiers were riding tall horses, and the crisp footsteps of "da da da" echoed on both sides.

In the residential buildings on the street, many survivors secretly opened the windows and looked out curiously.

These skeletons, holding long knives and shields, stepped down and rode tall undead bone horses, with blue flames burning in their two eye sockets.

Especially the leader of the undead monarch, with a bright red skeleton and a blood-colored bone spear in his hand, is even more mighty.

The powerful aura coming to the face makes people frightened.

He slung his spear over his shoulder, and opened and closed his jaws:
"Fear not, my dear fellow survivors, I am here to protect you.

After today, you will be able to walk freely on the streets, and there will be no more nasty bugs threatening your life. "

The news that the undead monarch has joined the command center has been circulating for a long time.

However, this is the first time everyone has seen an undead army composed of hundreds of skeletons.

On the other side of the street, another large group of troops approached.

The giant rat man warrior with a height of 1.8 meters nine carried a ferocious mace polished by vine trees on his shoulders.

There are many black barbs connected to these big green sticks, which seem to be full of lethality.

Although they are made of vines, these vines are not ordinary. They are made of the power of evil gods and the beliefs of the masses. Even hard alloy steel is difficult to match.

The Lord of the Undead, the God of Rats and Vine, are Xu Fei's two souls.

They are connected with each other.

So when Xu Fei just returned to the gathering place, he issued this order.

When the two met, the blood-red gaze of the leader of the Ratman army flashed, and was gradually covered by dark green, and his height could not be raised out of thin air, gradually breaking through two meters!

He spoke in a vicissitudes and distant voice:
"I really envy you, brother, you can actually have your own body and walk freely on the streets.

Unlike me, I can only curl up in the cold stone tablet. "

This is the common problem of all evil gods, unable to have their own body, and can only be trapped in a small deposit.

Occasionally come to the world with the help of believers.

Their mighty power is both a boon and a shackle.

They are all their own people, and the undead monarch also said in a comforting tone:
"Don't worry, maybe we can think of other ways to let you have your own body in the future.

The top priority is to find a way to complete the task assigned by the ontology. "

The giant ratman nodded slowly, and the green light in his eyes gradually disappeared, returning to the original red.

This means that the God of Rat Plague and Vine has removed his power projection.

However, as long as believers are there, evil gods will watch them.

The undead monarch compared the coordinates given by the body in his mind, and locked his eyes on a wooden hut by the roadside.

That hut was a bit shabby, with a few big gaps on the worn-out door panels. It was estimated that on a windy and rainy day, the indoor temperature would not be much warmer than the outdoors.

Such a small wooden house, it is estimated that if you are not paying attention, you will subconsciously ignore it.

However, according to the coordinates, there happens to be a powerful Zerg creature hidden inside.

Under the previous blanket search by the command center, [-]% of the Zerg parasites were captured, and most of them were processed in laboratories and underground prisons.

Those who are wandering outside now are either hiding undiscovered all the time, or are beings who escaped from the laboratory with great strength.

It's all trouble.

The dead king sighed,
The bright red right hand stretched out, and a powerful dark green flame spewed out, sweeping the entire cabin on the spot.

After a while, the flames subsided, and the cabin at the scene had disappeared, turning into charred charcoal.

The scene of the whole house is unobstructed.

In a small place less than ten square meters, there is only a small square table and a tattered wooden bed.

This is a real emptiness.

Just when everyone couldn't find the target, a scorched black figure with a disheveled face crawled out from under the crib. It was a girl who survived the chaos.

Her hair was covered in dust and her face was covered in mud.

Looking up, a pair of big eyes were full of tears, and the tears rolled down as soon as the eyes blinked.

Survivors watching secretly on both sides couldn't help feeling more compassionate.

How did such a poor child survive in this doomsday?

However, there was no pity in the eyes of the undead monarch.

He was just an undead, a slightly dishonest undead. Compared with the coordinates given on the radar, the identity of the girl in front of him was almost self-evident.

He sighed:

"Poor little girl, it's not good to believe in anyone. You have to believe in that damned old bald man."

The little girl blinked her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks.

She said in a trembling voice:

"Uncle, can you let me go, I didn't do it on purpose, I was just looking for a stutter, I will never believe in the Light God Sect again...

Mom is still at home waiting for me to bring food home, she is very sick..."

The more the little girl spoke, the more she choked up. In such a scene, anyone with a compassionate heart would not have the heart to do it.

But it's a pity.

What she met was not a human being, but an undead and a mouse god.

The undead monarch waved his spear, and the undead bone horse under his crotch rushed out at the speed of the wind. The high head of the horse turned a blind eye to the girl in front of him, as if he wanted to trample her into a pulp!
The tragic scene that was about to happen made everyone unable to bear to close their eyes.

But at this moment, a hoarse and crazy voice sounded, this voice full of resentment made people feel uneasy:
"Why can't you let me go, why are you aggressive!

Damn you bitches! "

When the horseshoe was about to fall on the little girl, she had already raised her head, her eyes had completely turned black, and six sharp bone spurs protruded from her chest!

Each one is more than one meter long, like six spider feet, with many hooks on them.

When the horse's hoof fell, six bone spurs thrust upwards to firmly catch the bone horse's hoof.

Moreover, those spare bone spurs attacked the bone horse's joints particularly flexibly, dismembering it almost instantly.

The huge bones of the horse fell apart, and the thick bone sticks fell to the ground.

The majestic undead monarch sitting on horseback almost fell over.

Fortunately, he was very powerful, and when he was about to fall, he put his right hand on the horse's back, and the red skull rotated 360 degrees in mid-air and landed firmly on the ground.

He looked at the monster that had completely revealed its original appearance in front of him, and he understood it in his heart.

At first, everyone still had doubts about the use of the special life detector.

Worried about whether this thing is reliable.

Therefore, when the instrument poked out the little girl, even if he suspected that the little guy had been possessed by an evil spirit, he couldn't bear to attack with all his strength.

Until the opponent is completely deformed!

Red Skull laughed:

"That's great, since you've fully revealed your identity, then I'm not being polite, so let me take a stab at it!"

He conveniently pulled the skeleton soldier next to him off the horse, and stepped up himself. The horse's two front hooves were raised high, making a hoarse neighing sound.

The bloody skeleton holding a spear and the bone warhorse merged into one.

Like an ancient general who traveled through time!

(End of this chapter)