The Merry Evil Emperor of Another World

Chapter 221 The Blood Corpse King Appears!

"What the hell happened to the fuck, don't tell me it's the goddamn devil who appeared!" Although Zeng Xiaoren was dodging the broken rocks that kept falling from the sky, he didn't stop talking, and kept cursing road.

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be the Necromancer himself who came to trouble us!" Nabarnik gently smashed a stone into pieces.

"No matter who comes, this formation alone is scary enough!" Zeng Xiaoren said after dodging a stone.

"I said you are a real villain, you are not a magician! You can use a defensive magic to control this place! Why are you still hiding?" Barnick was helping Zeng Xiaoren smash the first After N pieces of rock fell, he couldn't help cursing.

"It's good that I'm a magician, but I... I'm so fucking mentally weak. I asked the boss to help me refine some magic props... But when it comes to magic knowledge, I definitely know a lot more than the boss!" Zeng Xiaoren quickly explained.

"Fuck you!" The weak Hans couldn't help cursing.

If Chu Mo is sober at this time, he will definitely think of some things in the school in his previous life. It seems that college students can't even install light bulbs, and eggs don't know that they have shells...

This seems to be a bit similar to Zeng Xiaoren!

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Having said that, the ground slowly began to calm down. Just as Zeng Xiaoren and others relaxed, an extremely stinky rotten smell emerged from the ground.

"Fucking necromancer again...that stinks!" Zeng Xiaoren complained.

"I don't know who smells worse than your fart..." Under such circumstances, Barnick rolled his dead fish eyes and did not forget to say a few words.

"Haha! Of course he is worse!" Zeng Xiaoren said with a laugh.

Speaking of which, some red light faintly glowed in the chasm on the ground.

"What is this?" Nabarnik looked at him suspiciously and murmured.

"The smell of blood!" Bean standing aside suddenly opened his mouth and said.

"The smell of blood? Why haven't we..." Zeng Xiaoren just wanted to say that he hadn't smelled it yet, but then the monstrous smell of blood rushed towards him through the gap, which made Zeng Xiaoren speechless.

"The corpse king...it should be the corpse king!" Kadi's face was already pale, he bit his lip, and said bloodlessly.

"Blood Corpse King!" Nabalu's cold expression that had remained unchanged for thousands of years also changed at this time.

"Boss, he won't come across this thing, right?" Zeng Xiaoren glanced at everyone and asked hurriedly.

"Absolutely not. It takes tens of millions of zombies to bite each other to refine a blood corpse king. In the end, their flesh and blood are refined by undead magic to have a very small chance of a blood corpse king appearing here. The Blood Corpse King is already very rare!" The weak Hans stood up staggeringly at this moment, and said seriously.

"Big man, are you going to feed the blood corpse king?" Zeng Xiaoren looked at Hans who was so serious, and couldn't help asking.

"Fuck you! When we meet the blood corpse king, the chance of us surviving is already very small. The speed and strength of the corpse king are unmatched by ordinary zombies, let alone the strongest among the corpse kings!" Hans Cursed at Zeng Xiaoren.

"Stop talking so much nonsense, grab your weapons and prepare to fight! Look at the situation, the Blood Corpse King is about to come out!" Barnick shouted at the two who were still scolding with two daggers in hand.

"Hans is relying on you!" Kadi clenched his long sword tightly and whispered to Priest Guangming behind him.

"Big man, to be honest, is your strength now at the level of the pope or the high priest? I know you are definitely hiding your strength, right?" Zeng Xiaoren was already full of helplessness at this moment, and asked with a fluke mentality.

"Damn, my class is just an ordinary priest! Not as powerful as you said!" Hans roared with his eyes wide open.

"Quack! Humble human! In front of me, you have to accept this torture from hell!" A hoarse voice sounded from under the chasm, and then a black shadow flashed out.

"Necromancer!" Hans gritted his teeth and glared at each other.

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"Quack! You are so powerful! You actually killed my clone, let me all die!" The necromancer, whose whole body was covered in black robes, roared.

As soon as the words fell, a deep roar sounded, and a red flame flew straight into the sky in the chasm.

Everyone just felt that there was a murderous aura all over the sky, and the wind was blowing, and the necromancer was accompanying him from time to time.

Nabanik and Nabalu looked at each other, and resolutely said to the few people who were still in a daze: "Stand back, we will be the rear here!"

"Are you stupid? Just the two of you, think you can resist the Blood Corpse King? Let's figure it out together. Besides, don't we still have life-saving rings! Now one, two, three, four, five, five people There is only five breaths, at least we have to wait until the boss wakes up!" Zeng Xiaoren shouted at Nabalu and Nabanick.

"My servant, quickly tear these humble humans into pieces! Quack!" The hoarse voice of the damned Necromancer sounded.

The soaring flame seemed to be ordered at this moment, and a deep roar seemed to respond, rushing towards Barnick and the others who were still talking.

"Fight it!" Nabalu held the long sword in his hand and shouted violently, the muscles all over his body immediately swelled, and his meridians could be vaguely seen swelled.

With a whistling sound, Penglong!

Nabalu swung his sword and slashed, only to hear a sound of metal clashing, and then blood splashed everywhere. Nabalu had already flew straight to the stone wall behind him, knocked him down, and lay down on the ground with a bang. As for the long sword in his hand At this moment, it was stabbed in the red flesh.

"My day!" Seeing his brother being knocked down, the two daggers he held tightly seemed to be trembling. He cursed in a low voice, and his figure rose rapidly. In Zeng Xiaoren's eyes, it looked like dozens of shadows , was running around, but the red meat ball just stood there and did not move when it collided with Nabalu just now.

'Uh, uh, uh! 'Three blue lights flashed, the large mass of red meat had been sliced ​​into three large pieces by the barnick, but it still didn't move, what was it doing?

It seemed as if it was storing strength, the meatball was shrinking violently. In less than a minute, this meatball, which was originally as tall as a person, shrank to the size of a football, and then rapidly expanded.

Yes, that's right, it's rising, not growing, because it expands rapidly like inflating air.

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Although Barnick, who was still in motion, didn't know the situation, he glanced at the necromancer standing not far away watching the battle. The necromancer couldn't see his expression clearly because of his black robe, but through him The trembling body is not difficult to find that he is laughing at the moment, laughing excitedly...

"It's blood, it's blood, haha! The blood corpse king is still blood, haha... I will be the number one necromancer in the Gods and Demons Continent... no... no... no... I am the king of the dead, Haha! Necromancer!" The necromancer kept laughing, his voice was very excited, very excited, while he was laughing, he was stroking an unremarkable and simple ring on the little finger of his left hand .

"Go to hell!" The necromancer who was laughing suddenly heard Barnick's angry roar in his ears.

But he wasn't afraid, nor surprised, but two green rays of light shot straight at Barnik.

At this time, Barnick never thought that the necromancer would keep a hand, holding the hand that wanted to strike desperately, stabbing towards the head of the necromancer without dodging or dodging.

With a sound of 'whoosh', the green light that was supposed to hit Barnick was blocked by a swift feather arrow, and in a moment, the feather arrow was reduced to ashes.

The ashes were floating one centimeter in front of Barnik, and Barnik didn't even blink his eyes. Although he really wanted to know who saved him, the blow at this moment was about to be completed. As long as the two daggers successfully pierced Into that necromancer's head, and it will all be over.

But will he really get what he wants?

(End of this chapter)