Zombie King

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"Hey...yo!"

An extremely weak voice came from the wizard's mouth, which suddenly seemed to wake Zhang Jinguang from his sleep. He immediately reacted from the thoughts of pain, despair and self-blame just now, and approached the wizard's face again, looking through the oil paint on his face. , found that the corner of his mouth did twitch.

Zhang Jinguang excitedly held the wizard's hand, and whispered: "Witch...Master!"

I don't know if the wizard really heard Zhang Jinguang's call, or has he turned back from the god of death?In short, his eyelids trembled a few times, as if he really wanted to open them, and finally opened those scarlet eyes with great effort.

However, the outside light made him unable to adapt for a while, and he closed his eyes in pain, and called out weakly again: "Hey...yo!"

"Wizard, there is me! It's me, me! Zhang Jinguang! Great... God! Alas, useless God..." Zhang Jinguang began to speak incoherently, feeling very painful and mixed with a hint of surprise.

In any case, the weak goblin in front of him was obviously out of danger, and it was another miracle that he really regained his life from the hands of the god of death.

Unexpectedly, a weak little goblin who was shaken to the brink of death by the strange sound of smoke was revived by the strange sound of smoke. Could this be "fighting poison with poison"?

Fight poison with fire?How can it be?

Indeed, it was the strange sound of smoke that saved him in the end.However, the difference is that the small crystals on Zhang Jinguang's forehead played a key role.

If there were no small crystals on Zhang Jinguang's forehead, when the goblin wizard heard the strange sound of smoke again, it would definitely make the wizard worse and accelerate his death.Fortunately, there was a small crystal on Zhang Jinguang's forehead, otherwise, Zhang Jinguang himself would have been shaken to death by the strange sound along with the goblins.Just when the goblin wizard was still breathing, the small crystals on Zhang Jinguang's forehead absorbed the strange sound of smoke. While killing Zhang Jinguang, it also let the wizard breathe.

And now, by chance, Zhang Jinguang stimulated the strange sound of smoke that had been stored in his body. The strange sound was filtered by small crystals, and then fused with Zhang Jinguang's idea of ​​saving people, it was transmitted to the central auditory nerve of the wizard, and reached him directly. Not only did it prevent the wizard's qi and blood from turbulently moving and leaking out, but it also connected the heart veins, and dredged the energy and life breath that Zhang Jinguang had continuously input just now, so he naturally came back to life.

When the goblin wizard opened his eyes again and adapted to the surrounding environment, the first thing he saw was Zhang Jinguang, and he was overjoyed.When he saw Zhang Jinguang, he knew that he was saved, that he had come back to life, because Zhang Jinguang was really the patron saint in his heart.

Indeed, the wizard came to life.Fortunately, Zhang Jinguang input a lot of energy and breath of life, so he has the capital to heal his wounds.But Zhang Jinguang appeared weak because of the excessive output of energy.Especially when he was very hungry. Seeing that the wizard was fine, he walked to the grain storage area of ​​the Wangge tribe very familiarly, took out jungle delicacies from the cellar, and quickly filled his stomach.

Afterwards, he took the food, walked over the corpses of many goblins, and stepped on the blood that had condensed with the snow, and came to the wizard again.

During Zhang Jinguang's absence, the sorcerer also slowed down, and with the energy and life breath input by Zhang Jinguang, he was able to move.And, obviously feeling hungry.Zhang Jinguang quickly fed him the delicious food, and the food kept him alive and provided energy.

Slowly, when the wizard can speak and barely stand up, this extremely miserable winter day is about to draw its curtain.

At this time, the wizard had the energy to look at the entire tribe, only to find that countless compatriots died on the ground, and the sadness was self-evident.Goblins are famous for living in groups in this jungle land. They work together to deal with enemies and maintain tribal forces.Therefore, under the common interest, they established a close friendship and affection.

Especially wizards, if they lose this group of goblins, they will lose their own value and the soil to live with dignity.Although he couldn't compare to Zhang Jinguang's prestige among the goblins, in this Wangge tribe, besides the goblin king, he was the one most admired by the goblins.Even, there were many times when the Goblin King had to listen to his advice and act according to his face.

Because the wizard is where the soul and wisdom of all fall.

And the role and status of wizards can be seen from a series of events from Zhang Jinguangchu to the Wangge tribe.Even Zhang Jinguang's status as the great god was first respected by the wizards in the Wangge tribe.

Therefore, how could the wizard be willing to destroy his tribe?

He wailed sincerely, if it weren't for the injuries left in his body, he would have cried for days and nights, unable to express his grief and pain.

"Alas! There are so many, how can I bury my clan and relatives?" At dusk, the wizard sobbed in grief, wondering what the hell.

Zhang Jinguang didn't say a word, in fact, he had already cried out the tears in his eye sockets.Although he is of a different race from the goblins, the friendship and affection he has established with the goblins since he was reborn on the foreign continent is better than the race and relatives.At this time, after being reminded by the wizard, he walked over silently as if he suddenly remembered, and dragged the dead goblins over.

At this time, the night was over, and large snowflakes began to float in the sky again. The night and air-conditioning immediately surrounded the whole tribe, even swallowing Zhang Jinguang and the wizard.

However, despite the biting cold, Zhang Jinguang dragged the dead goblin corpses of the entire tribe through his zombie's special eyesight, and piled them up around the wizard, forming a small hill.

Zhang Jinguang was already shivering from the cold, and even his hands without a trace of blood were turning purple from the cold.But Zhang Jinguang did not intend to stop, and started to shovel up the thick snow on the ground with a wooden shovel, and threw it on the pile of dead goblins.

He held back the cold, the grief, the wound that hadn't fully healed, the weakness after exhausting a lot of energy and vitality, kept waving the wooden shovel, and shoveled the pure white snow On dead goblins.

He wants to bury these innocent lives with holy white snow, lives like relatives!

Fortunately, Zhang Jinguang only had such energy after filling his stomach just now.And the wizard on the side, after staring blankly for so long, suddenly thought of something, dragged his still very weak body, returned to the tribal storage room, moved out many pieces of oil trees, and inserted them in the elder brother who was buried by snow. Around the pile of Brin's dead bodies, they finally ignited them one by one with difficulty.

Suddenly, the pile of goblin corpses was illuminated.

And this pile of dead bodies that Zhang Jinguang had covered with white snow gave off a faint orange light, through the white snow mixed with blood, it was desolate and painful.

At this time, the snow was still falling heavily, but Zhang Jinguang had no intention of stopping the dead goblin corpses already covered by snow, and stubbornly threw the snow onto the corpses pile by shovel by shovel.The wizard on one side was also very busy. He slowly placed as many oil tree blocks as possible beside the snow-covered pile of dead bodies, and ignited as many oil tree blocks as possible.

Such a picture, emotional and miserable, can be called the unique thing in the jungle of the foreign continent.A tomb piled up with white snow in the snow field is getting bigger and bigger...

After that, they didn't know when they stopped, nor when they went back to the house to rest.In short, they went back to the thatched hut to rest when they were overwhelmed with grief and very tired.

The jungle was full of snow, and the whole jungle was covered with a thick layer of snow.So much so that yesterday's snow has not yet melted, and it is snowing again tonight. If this cycle continues, the forest will surely have more and more snow.Covering the entire jungle of the alien continent, but unable to cover the sadness of Zhang Jinguang and the wizard.

However, this winter, because of the thick snow, Zhang Jinguang and the wizard are not worried that the dead bodies of the goblins will be exposed to the sky and the earth.

When the wizard's physical condition recovered enough to view the disaster rationally, he told his savior a little-known story in detail.And this story is related to the tragic extermination of the Wangge tribe.

Legend has it that this alien continent was originally called the Weimeng Continent, and this jungle was the most prosperous area of ​​the Weimeng Continent. At that time, elves and humans lived here.Elves are a perfect race, they have a lot of knowledge and strange magic, as well as a lot of advanced technology.

Humans are an industrious and good at learning race.

For a long time at the beginning, humans and elves could coexist peacefully, and the relationship was very harmonious.In this context, the elves imparted all their knowledge and magic to humans, and taught humans advanced technology, thereby promoting the development of human society.

Therefore, the elves have made an unparalleled contribution to the civilization of the Weimeng continent.

However, with the passage of time, human beings gradually found that their life span was very different from that of the elves.The elves have immortal faces and healthy bodies that are invulnerable to all diseases.And human beings always have to constantly experience life and death, and experience the torment of illness.

In this way, the greedy nature of human beings is gradually exposed. In this long evolutionary process, no matter how strong the relationship between humans and elves is, it will become vulnerable.Finally, a war broke out one day, the largest war between humans and elves broke out.

Once the war between humans and elves broke out, it was out of control.

With the ability of human beings, it is very difficult to defeat those elves who know all kinds of strange magic.Failure is bound to be human.However, human beings are insidious, cunning, brave and good at fighting, and it is difficult for the elves to win this war for a while, so that the war will never end.

Therefore, this bustling place suddenly became a river of blood, and the people were devastated, turning into a place of death.

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