Little Lord's Dark Castle

Chapter 186 Survival
so dark...

Who am I... Where am I... Who put me here?

Chu Xin was thinking drowsily, but her thoughts seemed to be in shackles, heavy and slow.

His memory was like a fog of indistinctness, and he couldn't remember who he was or where he was.

All around is endless darkness.

Chu Xin dragged her body as if in twilight, groping back and forth in the darkness, but couldn't find a way out.

"Shh!"
A ray of light suddenly flashed in the darkness, it was a beating electric light.

Before Chu Xin could react, the lightning flashed and ignited into a fire that filled the sky.

In the midst of the fire, in an empty town full of weeds, countless people wearing yellow scarves ran around howling in pain.

"What kind of place is this, so familiar!"

Chu Xin felt as if she was about to touch her own memory, just a little bit, but she couldn't pierce this barrier no matter what.

The flames rose, and countless abyssal demons burning with purple flames suddenly joined the battlefield. Behind them, there were dense insects and overwhelming undead...

At the very front was a terrifying figure holding a large red sword.

Alexa!

A flash of lightning suddenly flashed across Chu Xin's mind, and memories swept in like a raging wave.

Along with the surging memories, there are strands of light piercing into the darkness.

"Crack"!
With a crisp sound, the dark cage shattered into countless pieces, and Chu Xin finally "seeed" the surrounding situation clearly.

"I finally woke up, and I said, I, Chu, have great fortune and fate, and I can't die!" Chu Xin tried to stand up, but felt lonely.

With a hint of doubt, Chu Xin turned her head and saw her lying body.

Nani?

The old man is out of his body?
Chu Xin quickly realized that it was not, this familiar feeling might be more called territorial perception.

At this moment, he felt that he was in a very mysterious state.

The consciousness is clear and can perceive the situation of the entire territory, but has lost control of the body.

Even though he still had the mental perception of his surroundings, he still couldn't open his eyes or open his mouth to make a sound.

Like, ghost press!
"I won't become a vegetable!" Chu Xin suddenly had a terrifying thought.

Castle, castle, wake up, your father will be gone if you don't wake up.

Well, I didn't say a word, maybe this thing has no self-awareness.

Chu Xin focused his attention on the outside world. At this moment, he "saw" that he was being carried into the coffin by several skeletons.

Well, it's Friday's black iron coffin, really my big boy!
Not far from the suspected mourning team, there is a huge pit, needless to say, it is the masterpiece of Iron Scale.

These little things are going to give me a grand burial!

Qi returned to Qi, but Chu Xin didn't blame them, because in his spiritual perception, his body had indeed become a corpse.

The heart stopped beating, the consciousness was silent, the body was stiff, and the contract relationship that could not be sensed, everything indicated that he seemed to be really cold.

Moreover, he could also feel Friday's sadness and Ironscale's grief.

On the contrary, Rosa seemed to be relieved in her sadness, because it meant that she would no longer be bound by the slave contract from now on.

Only Tony is the calmest. There is a trace of regret on his face, but more of it is sadness, maybe he is worried about where he should go!
Cao Tuan, well, this heartless person is still sound asleep at the moment.

Who is the loyal, who is the traitor, who is the traitor, who can be seen at a glance.

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"I'm still alive, put me back in the yard!" Chu Xin mobilized his mental power to stop Friday and the others from moving.

If it takes a little longer, it will really be buried!
But what Chu Xin didn't expect was that this seemingly easy behavior of his usually exhausted the mental strength he had finally gathered in an instant.

As a result, after he finally woke up, the screen went black again!

These idiots won't think it's a hallucination!

I'm not cheating, I'm really not dead!

This was Chu Xinhun's last roar before going to sleep.

……

Chu Xin had a very long dream. In the dream, someone seemed to beat her, but most of the time, she seemed to be soaked in the cold mist of water.

The water mist seeped into his mind little by little, making him feel very comfortable.

Until... "snap"!
Chu Xin woke up suddenly from the dream, the scene in front of him changed from blurry to clear, and with it came control over his body.

"I just said, if you hit it a few more times, it will definitely wake you up."

As if hearing someone say this, Chu Xin opened his eyes. Except for Friday and the duo of Iron Scale Grass who were lying on the ground in a low mood, everyone else seemed to be standing far away.

The little skull was sitting on the ground beside him in frustration. It immediately noticed Chu Xin's movement, and jumped up in surprise.

Among the crowd, Rosa's eyes lit up, and then she seemed to think of something, and her heart became heavy again.

Tony also let out a long breath, the thing he was most worried about finally didn't happen.

"I'm fine!" Chu Xin endured his brain that was about to explode, and said with gritted teeth. He felt his face was a little swollen.

Checking the current time, before I knew it, three days had passed since I woke up. It was no wonder they wanted to bury themselves on Friday.

Comfort the three little ones, Little Skull and Iron Scale Grass. In the entire territory, I am afraid that they are the three that are most worried about. The others are more or less emotionally mixed with their own interests.

Resisting the tingling sensation in his throat, he asked, "How is the situation at the Boneyard?"

At this time, his mental power had completely dried up, and his perception of the territory became extremely difficult, so he could only ask Friday.

"The gang of undead are still in the pit." Friday's soul fire was beating, and a bit of anger was faintly flashing during it. This gang of undead was the chief culprit for causing the master to fall into a coma.

"Okay, let's go and have a look." Chu Xin rubbed his head, stood up, and Friday rushed forward to help him up.

Before he fell into a coma, he vaguely remembered that the bone gate exploded, and the dead souls were bound by the soul-binding spider webs, but after such a long time, they have been following him on Friday, so there is no guarantee that there will be no changes.

Moreover, there is another thing that gives him a headache. After such a long time, the Zerg territory must have gained a lot of development.

"Tuck, help me get some food and drink, hurry up!" Chu Xin glanced at the pig-head cook in the crowd, and shouted.

He didn't eat or drink for three days and three nights. His body had reached its limit now. After a wave of supplements, he would have the energy to plan for the next thing.

Tucker moved very quickly, and in less than 10 minutes, he served a large bowl of steaming chicken soup, as well as some other porridge and noodle cakes.

"They're all gone. Let's go to our respective jobs. Ron, organize your people well." Chu Xin yelled, and dispersed the surrounding slaves, and then began to concentrate on comforting her stomach.

Chu Xin's physique is not as good as before, so she doesn't need to worry too much about digestion and other messy problems, just go straight to work.

Because he was worried about the situation at the Boneyard, Chu Xin didn't eat for too long, and when he was half full, he hurriedly led everyone there.

In the place where the bones are buried, in the huge potholes, there are a group of undead who have given up their efforts.

In fact, compared with Chu Xin, their despair was not inferior to his.

The Gate of Bones exploded, the team leader was arrested, and they were thrown at the bottom of the pit. No one cared about them, as if they were abandoned.

Is it a fight or a trick, at least give me an explanation.

"Huh, it's okay, nothing happened!" Chu Xin breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the situation in Boneyard.

Although he was unconscious, the dark moon werewolf, red-winged tiger and other troops followed his instructions and firmly guarded this area, not giving these undead a chance to escape.

And the dead soul, like a salted fish, was lying on the soul-bound spider web, looking up at the sky, as if he had lost his faith.

Fortunately, there was no large-scale invasion in the territory during these three days, otherwise, the territory would have no leader, and there would be great chaos.

"Your boss has been caught by us, you who are sensible, surrender!" Tony raised his head and shouted loudly above the pit. Behind him, the Dark Moon Werewolf was carrying a dead soul like a dead fish.

The surrender was late for three full days, and finally it was long overdue.

Those undead raised their heads numbly, looking at the movement above, and the undead master floating above their heads, some emotions finally emerged from the calm fire of the soul.

"Master, low-level undead like them can't understand the common language of mankind." Friday hesitated, but he guessed in his heart whether the master was fooled by that stick.

Chu Xin patted his head, "Look at my brain, come on, give it a try."

Most of these undead must have soul marks and are dominated by higher-level undead. Even accepting their surrender is not an easy task.

But Chu Xin wanted to give it a try. If he subdued this group of troops, it would be a good strength improvement for his territory.

I can't be beaten anymore, there is no benefit at all!

The translator was changed, and this time the undead below understood, and they already possessed a certain amount of spiritual intelligence. They were no longer as muddled as those low-star undead, and quickly understood the meaning of Friday's words.

After a while of restlessness, they quickly fell silent, well, they had no intention of surrendering at all.

If there was a six-star undead in Chu Xin's territory, the recruitment project might be much easier, but it would be difficult for them to accept a four-star undead like Friday.

Among the undead, the hierarchy is quite strict, and it is impossible for them to submit to a low-star undead who is weaker than themselves.

"Cao Tuan, come here, tie up a four-star undead for me!" Chu Xin said, patted Cao Tuan who was jumping in his arms and refused to come down.

If soft is not enough, then hard.

Since Friday can subdue the four-star undead knight, then the four-star undead below will definitely be subdued.

But the only thing to pay attention to is another soul brand in the opponent's soul fire.

Friday not only needs to suppress the opponent's soul fire, but also needs to devour the soul imprint in order to gain control of this undead.

The undead knight is the most honest, offering the fire of the soul voluntarily. This is the most convenient way, without any risk, and Friday can leave his own soul imprint in it.

The grass group didn't keep Chu Xin waiting too long. In less than 5 minutes, a copper bone skeleton with four stars was dragged out from the ground, which belonged to the silver skeleton general's subordinates.

After devouring the python clone, Cao Tuan obtained a new vine, which looks exactly the same as the python clone, as if it was copied.

This rattan moves extremely fast underground, far surpassing iron scales, and at the same time possesses far greater toughness than other rattans. It snatched this copper bone skeleton from the crowd of undead, and those undead didn't even leave a trace on the rattan. scars.

Thousands of troops from among them, catching the enemy's soldiers, is like picking something out of a bag.

The copper bone skeleton seemed a little unconvinced, even though Friday beat it hard, it didn't surrender.

Friday directly adopted the most brutal method, and the fire of the soul invaded strongly.

The skeleton general's phantom was fleeting, and it was smashed by Friday. The deterrence from Gao Xing's undead did not take effect on Friday.

Even though both of them are Silver Skulls, even if their star rating is one star higher, Friday doesn't love it at all.

Now Friday has been strengthened by many ancient bones in the ancient tomb of the barbarians. Even though most of the power acts on its bones, the rising tide raises all boats, and the fire of the soul also receives a lot of nourishment.

In the face of high-star undead, it is not false.

Now it can be said that under Chu Xin's hands, Friday's potential is the greatest, and he will work steadily until he reaches the six-star level. I believe there will be no threshold.

Friday's soul fire quickly and completely suppressed the copper bone skull, and its unique soul imprint was quickly formed.

The Bronze Skeleton calmed down quickly. For it, there was nothing unacceptable. For their undead, this kind of thing happened from time to time.

First one, done.

Seeing this, the grass ball fell from the sky, and soon, the second audience who won the lottery was invited up. It was still a copper bone skeleton, four stars.

For most skeletons, copper bones are their peak, and it is extremely difficult to improve the bone level.

With a precedent, this Friday was quickly controlled.

Second, done.

The third...the fourth...

The undead below were dragged away one by one, and the number became smaller and smaller. The remaining undead roared uneasily, but no one paid any attention to them.

Chu Xin concentrated on commanding the project of capturing the undead, and the scale under Friday's hands gradually grew.

A total of 39 four-star copper bone skeletons, 20 four-star skeleton archers, and 46 tough guys who refused to surrender were all directly swallowed by the fire of souls on Friday.

But by this time, the undead controlled by Friday's soul brand had gradually reached their limit.

Currently, there are only so many undead it can control.

(End of this chapter)