Apocalypse Demon Summoner

Chapter 165 Mutated Zombie Species

Yang Shuo didn't move.

He thought of some special creatures wandering in the wild, corpse boys who were good at turning into innocent people, and undead who died wronged. They were good at disguising themselves to win the sympathy of travelers.

When you really find the other party along the voice, what is waiting for you is likely to be terrifying monsters and murderous intentions.

This world is very dangerous. In the process of evolution, some monsters will even transform themselves into natural treasures to attract explorers.

Therefore, no matter when, you must be careful.

Yang Shuo made a look, Qiemo nodded, and moved forward slowly.

From the moment it was summoned, Coward was doomed to be cannon fodder. It grinned and walked in front. Its brown body seemed to be melted from the soil around the volcano, and it even smelled of sulfur.

After a relatively long period of time, led by Coward, he finally walked through more than [-] meters without any risk. The cave was much bigger than Yang Shuo thought. As a cold cemetery, the dry lame had obviously transformed it.

More and more corpses appeared all around.

Humans, zombies, bugs, and beasts.

These corpses were fragmented, each with obvious signs of torture and mutilation.

There is a pregnant woman in the corner. She is already dead, but her eyes are fixed on the front. On her body, there are countless wounds and wounds, and her limbs are even weirdly twisted. Her abdomen, high High bulge, faint laughter can even be heard.

Yang Shuo's face was ugly. It was obvious that even he felt a little uncomfortable.

A container for the birth of corpse babies.

Only the corpse of a pregnant woman who suffered humiliation and torture during her lifetime can accumulate enough resentment to breed a corpse baby. This is the cruelest method and the fastest way to form a corpse baby.

Lame be damned.

This method can no longer be called cruel, but insane!
From the moment he transformed himself into a wight for immortality, Hanliu has transformed from a human into a real monster.

Goblin walked over, it waved its arms, the arms like a blade directly cut through the belly of the pregnant woman, it was a small pink head, a corpse baby, it had been half-transformed, and the small empty eyes were filled with madness and resentment , Its mouth keeps squawking, it is devouring the mother's flesh and blood.

Pregnant women, this existence as a container, in addition to breeding corpse babies, also play the role of food.

Somewhat disgusting.

Yang Shuo's face turned cold, and his two eyes looked directly at the corpse baby like a sharp sword, and a majestic spiritual force rushed towards it, like a flood, full of despair.

"Pfft!"

Under such a ferocious force, the corpse baby's head couldn't bear the pressure at all, and immediately exploded.

Blood splattered, minced meat mixed with white bones scattered in all directions, and the screams sounded like hell on earth.

"Ang..." The blue-eyed white dragon let out a resounding dragon cry from its trembling corpse. As a messenger of light, everything here really disgusts it.

Yang Shuo reached out and touched the other party's neck to show comfort.

He needs to search here as soon as possible, not to mention the blue-eyed white dragon, even if he has stayed here for a long time, the negative energy in his heart has also multiplied, and he can't wait to kill.

"Hanliu, I sincerely hope that you can die in Tianmu's hands. A monster like you should never have appeared in this world from the very beginning."

Yang Shuo muttered to himself, and the expression on his face became more and more solemn.

"help me……"

"help me……"

The plaintive voice from before rang in Yang Shuo's ears again. Unlike before, at this moment, he could clearly feel that the voice was not far away from him.

"What could it be?"

"Could it be another corpse boy pretending to be smart?"

"Could it be that this is what Hanlae is aiming for?"

Blocking Yang Shuo was a stone gate without any carvings, and the mournful voice came from behind the stone gate.

"Coward."

Yang Shuo's long voice came from his mouth.

Coward walked forward slowly, he stretched out his hand, and slowly pushed forward, but at this moment, its hands suddenly became pitch black.

This frightened the coward.

An unbearable pain came from the arm, and it spun around crazily. The black color of the arm was like dye dropped into the clear water, and it permeated its whole body in an instant.

Toxic.

The dry lame had been smeared with poisonous poison on the stone gate. As a corpse demon, the dry lame was extremely vicious, and even smeared the stone gate with venom.

The horror of the toxin is that a coward with a high-level nuclear transformation is corroded by the toxin without even having a chance to defend against it.

"Break open the door!"

Yang Shuo gave the last order to Qimo.

Coward is hopeless, and Yang Shuo can feel his life force is rapidly passing away. In this case, it is better to let it bloom to its final effect.

The demon's body has turned completely black, like coal, and even the pupils are black. Every time it takes a step, its body will tremble violently. When it slams hard, the stone door opens, but it also collapses immediately. on the ground.

died.

From infection to sudden death, Coward didn't even last for a minute, and died suddenly on the ground.

The death of Qimo caused Yang Shuo's mental strength to suffer a certain backlash. At this time, his face was pale, like a drowning person in a river, and even his back was soaked with sweat.

He felt a little scared.

Yang Shuo was shocked by the intensity of the toxin. He could clearly feel that, not to mention the nuclear transformation, even the existence of the blue-eyed white dragon in the original state would die if he touched this toxin.

Good luck.

Qimo used his last life to push open the stone gate for himself.

As a demon spirit, it has completed its own mission.

The door opened, Yang Shuo looked forward, and suddenly, his eyes were completely attracted by something.

In front of him was a figure with pure white hair hanging down like snowflakes. It lowered its head and was bound up and down by iron chains, making it look extremely thin and unbearable.

On it, there are some disgusting bugs.

"Enchanted bug!"

Yang Shuo opened his eyes wide, unable to hide the horror in his heart.

Relying on nuclear energy for a living, as long as the number reaches a certain level, even the strongest in the legendary realm will be sucked into jerky by this guy.

one, two, three...

Yang Shuo counted carefully, and there were 23 enchanted insects entrenched on the figure in front of him, which is weird!

Logically speaking, such a group of enchanting worms should have devoured the opponent's nuclear energy and even vitality. Why, there is still some faint vitality in it.

An existence that can resist the engulfing of enchanted insects? !

What kind of monster is this? !
Curiosity drove Yang Shuo, and he had a premonition in his heart that this person was the target that Han Lai had paid special attention to before.

Yang Shuo took a step forward, he wanted to see the appearance of the other party, a guy who can not only fight against the enchanted insects, but also is paid special attention by the heretic Hanlae, what kind of sacred guy is he.

"Squeak."

A crisp sound.

Yang Shuo stopped, his breathing suddenly froze, it was not his footsteps.

What is it?
Yang Shuo looked around, no, no, no, no monsters everywhere.

"Is it my hallucination? No! Although the sound just now was extremely weak, it was obviously the sound of footsteps, and there was no sound in the surrounding area. Then, there is only one place left."

Yang Shuo took a deep breath and looked towards the ceiling in front.

A huge figure was stuck above the top of the wall, with more than a dozen cheeks flickering, either resentment, joy, bewilderment, or excitement, all kinds of life, flickering on this monster in front of him.

"Ghost-faced spider?" Yang Shuo muttered to himself.

"wrong."

This is indeed a ghost-faced spider, but unlike what Yang Shuo saw in the preparatory camp before, this ghost-faced spider is powerful and has sixteen human faces on its body, and what is even more frightening is that, What supports it to walk is not eight dark and sharp spider legs, but eight human arms.

"This is a ghost-faced spider, but it is a zombie-species ghost-faced spider that has stepped into the peak of its natal life and has been transformed by drought!"

(End of this chapter)