Dark Age

Chapter 36 The Walking Dead
Immediately afterwards, several shadowy lights appeared, and immediately a dozen or so level 2 rotting corpses around them all lost their ability to move.

Their brains were crushed and they lay on the ground, their bodies stiff as stones.

This is where the rotting corpses are most deadly.

Before becoming a carrion of the year, they are unconscious, weak in attack and weak in defense, and most of the carrion can only act on instinct.

A rotting corpse within one year is a lower-level existence than a mentally handicapped green goblin dwarf.

It can be said that they are at the bottom of the abyss food chain.

However, just a few carrion corpses trapped dozens of people inside.

I have to say that it's not that the rotting corpses are too powerful, but that people have made the ground a prison.

brush!
The sword light was sharp, and the three of them finally saw clearly that behind a fallen carrion, a vague figure appeared. Under the light of the torches above the wall, the figure appeared mysterious and powerful, standing proudly like a god and demon. Under his feet were the corpses of more than a dozen rotting corpses.

Ye Mo put away his dagger, these rotting corpses did not pose any danger to him.

Of course, it won't bring him any experience unless he completes the job transfer task.

The three of them seemed to be in a daze, and the villagers on the fence also didn't react.

Everyone was stunned, such a powerful and terrifying carrion corpse, the other party killed them all in an instant.

How powerful is this?
"Wang Xiaoer, what a coincidence, you're here too." Ye Mo looked at the young man sitting on the ground, his dark face was full of snot and tears, and a white T-shirt was covered in blood. Fingers deformed from knocking too hard on the door.

The blood froze, but Wang Xiaoer looked at Ye Mo with doubts.

Under the scorching flames, Ye Mo's outline also flickered.

"Hey, Xiaoer, it's me, Ye Mo." Ye Mo walked in and pulled Wang Xiaoer up.

Wang Xiaoer is a classmate of Ye Mo's next class, the two met while playing basketball.

Ten years later, the reason why Ye Mo still remembered this kid was because Wang Xiaoer had fought with him.

I have always heard that Wang Xiaoer's family is very poor, but I didn't expect that he lived in the mountains and would meet here.

"Brother Ye, it's you?!" Wang Xiaoer came back to his senses, looked at Ye Mo in surprise, and then ran over madly, hugging Ye Mo tightly.

"Brother Ye, it's really you...it's you..."

"Dead, Brother Ye, my parents, my sister are all dead, turned into these carrion corpses, many villagers were devoured alive."

"I thought... I was going to die too..." Wang Xiaoer hugged Ye Mo tightly, his whole body twitching.

He repeated a few words intermittently, especially the death of his family members, which brought him a great blow.

Ye Mo's heart ached.

Compared with him, this Wang Xiaoer is still a child after all, when he saw Ye Mo, he couldn't help crying.

He didn't cry when he was beaten in school, and he didn't cry when he was about to die, but now when he saw Ye Mo, an acquaintance, he couldn't even speak clearly.

Ye Mo comforted Wang Xiaoer while looking at the village.

This place is too closed, and the news is outdated. I'm afraid they don't even know that not far from them, separated by a distance from a mountain top, is the gathering place of demons.

Although there are few demons coming here, some scattered corpses and scarlet giants will occasionally wander around.

"It's okay, it will be fine." Ye Mo is not good at comforting others. When Lin Qianye was crying when he was a child, he would only pat her on the head.

"That...Brother Ye, I'm sorry, I'm too excited." After venting his emotions, Wang Xiaoer finally calmed down. The fact that he was admitted to Ye Mo's school with such a family background proves that Wang Xiaoer is not Not as simple and honest as it looks.

At least it's a pretty smart guy.

"Ye Mo."

But at this moment, the middle-aged man who was still mad just now, and pushed the woman in front of the rotting corpse, ran to Ye Mo in two or three steps, rubbing his hands constantly, with a flattering smile on his face, in the firelight Down, even more wretched.

"I didn't expect it to be you, thank you for saving me."

"You are?" Ye Mo looked at the middle-aged man, feeling ashamed of his behavior just now.

The middle-aged man continued: "It's me, don't you remember, I once handed in your mathematics in the first year of high school, Wu Qingtian."

"Wu Qingtian?" Ye Mo was taken aback for a moment, then stunned, and finally had an impression of this character.

Wu Qingtian, although his name is Qingtian, and he looks quite white, but his heart is quite dark.

During the time when he was teaching Ye Mo's class, he kept hinting that they should "respect" him, and secretly collected a lot of money from his parents. Because Ye Mo never gave him gifts, Wu Qingtian often came to trouble him.

"Oh, Teacher Wu, why are you here? Shouldn't you collect the money and send it to the students' home?" Ye Mo showed a sneering smile.

Wu Qingtian's face froze, but he quickly realized it, and said with a smile: "How is it possible, I am such a clean and honest teacher, and I put students first."

After speaking, he still straightened his chest.

This thick-skinned, Ye Mo probably couldn't even pierce his double-click.

"Hey, my wife is from here. She wanted to go back to her mother's house a few days ago, so I brought her here. I didn't expect such a thing to happen. Now I can't get out."

As Wu Qingtian spoke, he pulled over the woman he had just withdrawn from.

The woman's face was still covered with tears and the corpse fluid of the rotting corpse.

Ye Mo felt that he was wrong, this man's face, and the archer's city-breaking arrows would be overshadowed in front of him.

He really wanted to tell the villagers here, what kind of city walls are you surrounding, and pull out this man's face to ensure that he is invulnerable.

"Wu Qingtian, get the fuck out of here." Suddenly, the gentle-looking woman slapped Wu Qingtian on the face, and even uttered a dirty word before walking into the enclosure with a shake of her head.

Wu Qingtian quickly nodded and bowed: "Sorry, I made you laugh, the woman is awkward, just go back and coax me later."

Ye Mo took a few deep breaths before resisting the urge to beat him up. Wu Qingtian in front of him is more disgusting than the rotting corpse.

Ye Mo turned his face away, patted Wang Xiaoer's shoulder, and then put the black thorn in his hand on his waist.

Wu Qingtian looked at the black dagger, but he could see clearly that the head of the rotting corpse, which was difficult to chop off even with a big knife, was as fragile as a piece of paper in front of the dagger.

Once people have greed, it is difficult to control their behavior.

……

Among the barren mountains, underground.

The skeleton worms wriggled their bodies, and the soil around them began to become soft, gradually changed into another shape, and finally suddenly became extremely hard.

Without anyone knowing, an underground palace slowly took shape.

The scale of the palace is not large, and it is only in its infancy, so it looks particularly crude.

It's just that in the center of the palace, there is a black and white altar. The altar is all made of rocks, with different lines outlined on it.

And on the right side of the altar, a rotten wooden coffin lay there quietly.

The surrounding area was quiet, except for the rustling sound of the bone worms transforming the soil.

It was dark, damp, and filled with a decaying smell, as if it were an abandoned ancient land.

After an unknown amount of time, the rotten wooden coffin made a thumping sound, and the corpse inside seemed to come to life. With a bang, the coffin lid was pushed away and fell to the ground with a bang.

There was an echo.

Crunch!

It seemed to be the sound of bones rubbing against each other. Accompanied by fragmentary movements, a tall and thin mummy slowly walked inside and stood up.

Its body was bare, and most of the scalp had been corroded on the top of its bald head. There was no eyeball in the right eye socket, and it was empty.

Walking Dead!

This is a walking corpse with a biological level of 10, and it is also an intelligent abyssal demon.

Generally speaking, this kind of half-dead people with flesh and blood should belong to the abyssal demons of the rotten system, but the walking corpses are different, their bodies are closer to the undead.

Because of the second transformation, the body is completely different from the life of flesh and blood.

The walking corpse shook his head.

"I smell a disgusting smell, it's that damned skeleton priest."

"These damned bones on the third layer of the abyss just like to join in the fun. If I touch them, I must break their bones one by one."

"The first magic-weave tablet is mine."

It stood up, manipulated its body, and staggered out of the coffin.

And after it left, there was a small coffin inside the coffin.

Coffin within coffin!
If Ye Mo was here, he would definitely be able to react immediately and destroy the coffin without hesitation.

Inside the coffin, lay another corpse.

And this corpse is to prepare for the next advancement of the walking corpse.

Walking corpses are only half-dead souls, and if they want to completely stabilize their life forms, they must plunge into another corpse.

Transformed into undead life - walking flesh!
Facing walking corpses, Ye Mo will feel troublesome, facing skeleton priests, Ye Mo will feel dangerous, and facing walking flesh, then even Ye Mo, who was in his previous life, must turn around and run away.

This is a kind of demon that can lead to the sixth layer of the abyss, and the skeleton priest is worthless in front of them.

And this new body is made of extremely precious abyssal plants. It is not a body of flesh and blood, but the effect is very similar to that of a body of flesh and blood.

For demon hunters, it is also a great tonic!
The walking corpse walked up to the altar. Its arms were longer than its knees, and its nails looked very soft.

It sat upright in the center of the altar, and then the bone worms offered sacrifices one by one.

The so-called sacrifices, in addition to some flesh and blood, also have extremely high value items from the abyss.

It has been collecting these things for a long time, and it has also paid a huge price. It can be said that it has gone bankrupt for this level five demon frenzy.

"Despair begins to descend..."

"The era belonging to the abyss begins..."

(End of this chapter)