The last headhunter

Chapter 24 Encountering the Corpse Demon
The arrival of the undead has long been prophesied.

The human civilization born in the fire has used evolution to adapt to this ever-changing world over a long period of time.They use tools, language, and words to communicate and survive, and strive to win their own habitat among the ferocious beasts.They unite all forces in the form of division of labor to maximize efficiency, and they make wise and courageous decisions one after another with wisdom.Throughout the ages, only human beings have been able to achieve such a high level of civilization and build this continent into a rich and powerful empire.

Even in ancient times, writing has prevailed.Although most of them are extremely distorted and exaggerated characters, they still have textual value.An extremely knowledgeable magician can penetrate the wisdom through a certain link, and thus know how the ancestors of human beings forged great swords, practiced magic, and desperately survived.This is also an extremely precious wealth for modern development.They recorded the pictures they saw in the horizon one by one, and the royal family unified them into the tower of knowledge - the royal library, as the supreme wealth of the rulers.

But now, after experiencing the horrors of the Great Patriotic War, the tower of knowledge has collapsed, a huge collection of books has been swept away, and those precious records have disappeared.And all of this is because the entire Luo'an continent is defenseless against the arrival of the undead.

The arrival of the undead has long been prophesied.Ancient humans wrote many detailed records about alien creatures in a panicked tone.They hatched from human bones, with distorted facial features, extremely aggressive, and even amazing speed.They slaughtered soldiers, ate women and children alive, and tore apart the bodies of strong men.The plague spread among such blood and flesh, and the doomsday was falling on all of them.Every settlement collapsed amid bloody fights and painful wailing.

And the reason why there are survivors who survive to tell all this is because of the heroes who saved them from the fire and water.

He united all the supernatural beings.Whether it is a physically strong fighter or a magician known as the "God's Chosen One", he has shown amazing potential under his leadership.His appearance was a miracle, which inspired all the heroes who were still fighting.Humanity launched a counterattack with majestic momentum, suppressing the "undead" army, and finally brought the world back to peace.

It was an arduous and remarkable battle, a epic struggle.The separatist forces of mankind shook hands and made peace, and there will be no war in the next hundred years.The horror stories of the undead have thus become legends.

But they will come back eventually.

Ancient humans wrote these words in fear and concern.But this was not taken seriously by those academicians who claimed to be knowledgeable.When they discussed the possibility of the existence of the undead, they all felt that it was an exaggerated joke.

Zombies, ghosts, these creatures are impossible to exist.Dead bodies will never come back to life.Even if resurrected, what can those broken bodies do?
They ignored the well-intentioned advice with a sneer and dismissed the story of the undead as a complete trifle.

But when the natural disaster really came and countless terrifying monsters wreaked havoc in the world, it was too late to make any resistance.

In just a few days, the Luo'an Empire suffered a devastating blow.

This is the story of the past.In the First Patriotic War, more than half of the Luoan Kingdom was killed and injured, and King Trisius O was killed on the battlefield.Marcus, the head of the Knights, was surrounded by the undead, tore off his horse, bitten and dismembered, leaving no bones left.

No one saves them.The vitality of the undead was exhausted after sunrise a week later, and they receded by themselves, leaving only corpses and scorched earth everywhere.

The teenager remembers.When he was 12 years old, he read the book "Historical Records of the Epoch of Mankind", and he was so frightened by the horror scene described in the book that he didn't sleep well all night.The tragic death scenes described in the book are so vivid that it is enough to cast an indelible shadow on a child's heart.

Now, is this picture going to reappear again?Not relying on memory, but something that actually happened?
"Run! Aoan Aoan is about to fall!"

A burst of fire burst into the sky.The group of teenagers turned their heads to look, and the colorful magic shield supporting the huge town of O'an collapsed like a bubble, while the watchtower and city wall collapsed with tremors like the earthquake and mountains, and the crushed stones crushed the crystal and aroused it like a splash of water. Bright stars.Countless refugees are fleeing in panic from the smoky ruins, among them are some well-equipped mercenaries.The teenagers recognized them, and some even went through his headhunting interviews, but now they are no different from ordinary people, only knowing to run away quickly in the face of disaster.

Mal and Deman. OMG.

Lost for a while.The trance-like sadness and pain in my heart stirred amidst the sound of explosions all over the mountains and plains.In just one day. In just one day and night, Ao'an Town no longer existed, and the life and death of the two friends who had placed infinite high hopes on themselves were uncertain.

Does all this really have anything to do with me?Is it really because of me?

The spinning world is burning violently under the night.

"What's going on? What happened to O'an Town?" The mysterious man stopped a fleeing adventurer.His expression was surprisingly calm.Such a catastrophic event could not make him nervous at all.

"Can't you see? Ao'an is hopeless! Rick is gone! There is no one in the entire professional guild! The Judgment Blade is gone! The undead have entered the city, why don't you run away and wait to die? "

"You are an adventurer, you should understand that you must cover those refugees before they can retreat. You have this ability."

"When are you still talking about this? Lives matter! What does it matter to me if they die! Are you full?"

The masked young man pulled his hand away with a look of contempt and anger.

"I have long since given up on the Adventurer's Association. Lord, I have never used their stuff. I don't owe anyone anything. If you have the kindness, go back and save people, but I don't have that kind of patience and patience." Free time."

"Another piece of advice to you. If you go back, you must be prepared. They said"

The man took a deep breath.

"They said that the monster that attacked Ao'an was a corpse demon."

A roar resounded through the sky, followed by a frightening scream.It overshadowed those begging for mercy and cries for help, overwhelmed the fighting and screaming of buildings collapsing, and came through the strong wind.

"I have to go first!"

His voice was trembling, and he quickly ran to the distance of the forest, staggering several times in succession.

"What is a corpse demon? Hearing the name, it sounds a bit unkind. But I've never seen that thing before."

"That will be the scariest 'creature' you have ever seen." Michelle took the boy's hand and stood quietly beside the man.

Breathing is instinctively short.The "hissing" sound hovered in the wind, getting closer and closer.And in the dark and gloomy forest, a black shadow is approaching ferociously across the crowd.It is on all fours, strong and agile.The fear and anxiety entrenched in my heart was approaching step by step.

And all of a sudden, the black shadow that could be caught by the naked eye disappeared suddenly.There was a heavy breathing sound from the right, and a gigantic meat ball rushed towards the boy from the dense forest!The man who had been on guard for a long time held a big sword in his hand, squatted down to stabilize his figure, and swung the giant blade that weighed a thousand catties horizontally, cutting the waist of the fleshy ball into two pieces of meat.

The pieces of flesh limp on the ground but reassembled into a crawling creature with four limbs at an extremely fast speed.The extremely sharp claws are covered with the blood of innocent people, and the exposed brain is wriggling strangely together with other pieces of flesh.His entire body is made of highly adaptable minced flesh, so he can heal quickly even if he is cut in half.And its ugly and weird fleshy face is still covered with human skin tissue, and the sharp sharp teeth open and close with breathing, and the residues of various human organs can still be seen from above.

This bloodthirsty horror freak, the twisted creation of the undead, and the disgusting smell of blood. The young man can't imagine that this world can actually accommodate such perverted and disgusting things.

At this very moment, the "corpse demon" was also observing the young man.His attention was not at all on the man with the big sword and the old man Michel who killed him just now.His huge swollen eyeballs were fixedly staring at the teenager who was vomiting in his stomach.And all the refugees around were terrified by such a monster, screaming and running away, but they couldn't arouse its interest at all.

Obviously, its target is only the teenager.

Before the boy could continue to think, the corpse demon launched an attack again.Its powerful limbs began to gallop and leap around, turning circle after circle.The human eye simply cannot keep up with its speed.When his vision was slightly blurred and he couldn't concentrate, the corpse demon grabbed the blind spot of his sight and rushed towards the boy!And a burst of sword energy passed through the hall, and the man's big sword raised dust, and when he lifted it slowly, it caused a huge shock wave, forcibly cutting the piece of meat in half!

Immediately afterwards, the man rushed towards the place where the piece of meat landed, clenched his giant sword tightly and slammed it towards the place where it reunited.The 40-meter long sword smashed into the ground one after another with unimaginable overwhelming force.The horror of shaking the earth and shaking the mountains violently raged in the young man's heart.The sound of the smashed and crushed pieces of meat accompanied by the splatter of black blood caused a pungent stench.The "corpse strips" denser than ten thousand sections let out terrifying and ferocious screams.

And even so, even though it had been smashed to pieces and all parts of the body had been dismembered, the only remaining hand stood up alone again!While the man was concentrating on smashing his body, it charged towards his back unexpectedly!

"careful!"

exclaimed the boy.If you are injured by such sharp claws, the consequences will be disastrous!The man, on the other hand, seemed completely unwilling to respond.

Just when the claw was about to hurt the man, it was shattered by a burst of intense light.The golden holy power brewed beside him, gathered in the dazzling rising light, and then surrounded him.Immediately afterwards, his giant sword also became more indestructible under the addition of this power.The corpse demon's bones were shattered by the shock, and the brain that controlled the body's movements could no longer resist the earthquake-like hammering, and the blood exploded like water, splashing blood on the three of them.

The disgusting stench became clearer.In the end, the original dense lump of meat turned into a puddle of mud without even a single residue left.

Looking at the man who was gently wiping his sweat, the young man couldn't help feeling indescribably shocked by the invincibility of the strong man.

The corpse demon that devoured countless flesh and blood, the corpse demon that made everyone's eyes turn pale, was completely wiped out by him.How can this not make people feel admiration and worship?It's a pity that no one noticed such a great feat because those around were only interested in escaping.They thought the wight was still alive.

"Uncle, you."

"Don't call me uncle. I have my own name. You might as well call me Jeska." He said with a light breath.

"High-level purifier, priest changed job. Maybe you should get to know me again."

"You mean you're a priest? How could a priest carry such a long—great sword?"

"Prejudice is too serious. No one stipulates what kind of weapon I must forge. It may be more rewarding to give full play to your imagination." He has obviously encountered a lot of doubts.

"Go on. Our mission is not over yet."

"Maybe, I can't go yet."

an old voice.An old man with white beard beside him stopped inadvertently.And that face that has been through vicissitudes but is still gentle, the young man may never forget it in his life.

"Sa-Samuel?"

"Shhh. I'm here to help. You see, you kill one and more will come."

He sighed slightly.Countless black shadows are roaring and attacking from all directions.

The strong wind swept the rotten breath, and the flames burned into the sky.

(End of this chapter)