Three Kingdoms Come to the World

Chapter 493 Blood-Stained Golden Man (13)

Matt's heart was pounding, and the unconscious Asian man on the ground exuded a coercion all the time, which made him feel tight in his chest and a little out of breath.

This made him feel even more terrified, even the aura emanating from his unconsciousness could cause such a great pressure on him.

Even the fourth-order mutant beasts that he occasionally met before did not put him under such great pressure.

How strong is he? If he wakes up and sees himself
But at the same time of panic, Matt's eyes became more and more fiery. He glanced around, thinking, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

Matt grabbed a piece of dead civet's skeleton from the ground, and then quickly walked to the iron halberd in the golden man's hand.

The iron halberd was huge, the shaft alone was as thick as someone's waist, but the halberd's blade was still extremely sharp, shining coldly in the low sun.

Matt looked at the sharp iron halberd, and pressed the skeleton of the dead cat against the sharp edge.

The blade smashed against the bone without a sound, and Matt was stunned until the cut bone fell to the ground and made a sound, which woke him up.

As fingers rubbed against the broken bone, the excitement on Mat's face was unspeakable.

Without further ado, he turned around and went back to the golden man's shoulders, carefully hugging the unconscious Asian man by the waist, for fear of waking him up.

Step by step, quickly, but quietly walked in front of the iron halberd, lifted the Asian and moved it above the edge of the iron halberd.

Matt showed a ferocious and excited expression on his face, and sent the unconscious Asian man down with both hands.

puff!
The sharp edge pierced directly into the man's left chest, and the blood-stained edge even protruded from above, piercing directly through it.

The man's eyes widened suddenly, and Matt was so frightened that he let go of his hands and took a few steps back.

puff!
The person who woke up from the pain didn't have time to say anything, and fell down under the force of gravity.

The sharp edge that was only slightly pointed rushed out directly, and the horizontal edge directly occupied the man's chest completely, almost cutting him off in the chest.

These, even if the heart grows on the right side, they cannot survive.

This person was holding the sharp edge with his hands, staring at the sky with his eyes, as if he was questioning something.

"Hu, hu, hu."

Matt panted heavily, and dared to approach after a long time.

Seeing that the person's pulse and breathing had disappeared, he breathed a sigh of relief, and kicked the corpse viciously, as if this could cover up his fear just now.

It's just that the vicious face still couldn't hide the lingering fear in his eyes, and it took a long time before he fully recovered.

A blond-haired, blue-eyed white man was panting heavily. In front of him, a huge golden man was lying on the ground. On the edge of its iron halberd, a corpse was lying on it. The iron halberd was stained red with blood. dyed gold man
After a long time, a magic circle covering an area of ​​eight or nine square meters was drawn on the ground.

For this reason, Matt used up all the remaining spell-casting materials, but this did not affect his excitement and fanaticism in the slightest.

"Oh, thank God for his care, I will definitely refine him into the best undead."

"Oh my God God must have kissed Lady Luck's ass hard with his boot today."

Muttering something excitedly, Matt carefully took the corpse out of the blade.

Carefully, lift it up bit by bit, like lifting a treasure, not daring to be negligent.

"Well, my God, why didn't I wipe his neck, this weapon is so sharp, it cuts so many bones, even the spine.

Oh buy Karma. "

Matt looked distressed at the almost broken body.

In other words, the corpse that has been broken into two pieces is just connected by flesh and blood in front of it, and has not been separated.

But although it was a pity, Matt didn't give up at all, and put the corpse directly in the middle of the magic circle.

Matt left the magic circle, walked outside, and after doing something, the lines of the whole magic circle lit up.

A dead gray light lit up on the magic circle, and the breath that emanated immediately caused the surrounding plants to wither instantly.

Even Matt avoided in a hurry, for fear of being contaminated by this terrible aura, only the bone wolf stepped forward two steps, standing within the radiating range of the dead gray aura.

The cyan flame in its skull swayed slightly, as if enjoying something.

With the passage of time, wisps of dead gray breath condensed into ropes in the magic circle.

There are eight ropes in total, circling around the circle like gray snakes.

Beside, Matt watched all this excitedly, but from time to time, he threw some things into the magic circle, and his spiritual sense also penetrated into it, manipulating something.

After a while, eight spiraling gray ropes came to the corpse, and entered the interior along the wound, eyes, mouth, nose, and ears.

The naked eye can see gray ropes moving inside the corpse, burrowing under the skin.

Little by little, the bumps on the skin gradually became smaller. This does not mean that the gray ropes have disappeared, but that they have penetrated into the flesh and blood.

Matt's eyes became more and more excited, but he still didn't relax at all. Instead, he became more focused.

The bone wolf who was originally standing within the range of the magic circle was also driven by him, and stood behind Maite, guarding his back.

About half an hour later, the corpse in the center of the circle changed again.

The originally bright red and full of vitality were quickly stained with a layer of dead gray.

There seemed to be an extra black hole inside the corpse, frantically absorbing the vitality, blood energy and surging spiritual power in the corpse.

With the passage of time, the sturdy corpse has become extremely thin, the skin is wrinkled, and even the hair has become pale, like a dead old man with rickets.

The breeze blows, the skin is broken a little bit, and it goes with the wind.

The wind gradually became louder, blowing up litter and fallen leaves, and a cloud of dust.

After the wind passed, only a skeleton as white as jade remained in the center of the circle.

The broken skeleton of the spine is wrapped with dense gray ropes, like a few gray ropes entrenched in it, extremely weird.

At this time, Matt's rough face also became solemn, and under his gaze, the gray rope wrapped around the skeleton slowly dissipated.

After the gray rope dissipated, it left behind an incomparably rich dead gray aura, and it seemed that there were drops of gray liquid appearing in it, exuding an endless aura of death, devouring the vitality of this area, even Matt couldn't help it. Take a few steps back.

Because he felt that his strength was passing away, and he was slowly becoming weaker.

Matt's expression was extremely serious, this mass of dead energy was extremely precious, it was more pure and purer than all the dead energy he had obtained and seen before.

Not to mention other living beings, even if he directly came into contact with this mass of dead energy, he would only die.

Without any further hesitation, under his guidance, the dead air slowly sank into the skeleton.

Only then he suddenly caught a glimpse of a black bead in the skull of the corpse.

Beast soul?

(End of this chapter)