I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

It is for them to do their best to lay the foundation of the Xingyue world in this little garden, and to build and develop their strength to participate in this gluttonous feast that has made countless gods and races go crazy.

This is a magnificent era, and it will be recorded in the annals of history, even its existence is equal to the great era of mythology!

Chapter 64 The Beginning of Chaos

In the nameless prairie, layers of corpses covered the entire ground, and one could not see the slightest bit of green that belonged to the grass.

Groups of carrion-eating vultures circled high in the sky, their high-pitched and harsh chirping sounds overlapping, as if they were celebrating this rare feast.

On the ground, the death of each corpse was extremely miserable and terrifying.

The complexion and skin are frighteningly white, and some of them have even begun to rot. Presumably, they were not killed just today.

Their entire bodies were tattered, as if dozens of sharp knives had been pierced through their bodies at the same time, but not even the slightest bit of blood flowed from these fatal wounds.

Everyone's eyes were wide open, with despair in their eyes, and the expressions on their faces were terrified to the extreme, as if they had seen something extremely terrifying before dying.

The mountain old man who came here through teleportation magic quietly looked at the disgusting and chilling scene in front of him, without feeling any discomfort, nor did he have any unnecessary emotional fluctuations.

Perhaps, when he was an ordinary person in the first life, he might have nightmares because of this, and even be unable to eat for more than a week.

But after having the experience of the following three lives, as the king of death, he himself has countless zombies and corpse-like creatures, and his state of mind has long been as indifferent as a lake.

Besides, the old man of the mountain, who is used to spiritual meditation now, doesn't need to sleep anymore, and eating is even more dispensable.

It's funny to think about the past now. After the first life time travel and became a skeleton, these basic material life enjoyments of human beings are completely out of touch with the old man of the mountain.

After all, not only can't taste the taste, but it will be exposed directly from between the ribs after eating. This made him very distressed when he was still very immature at the time, and he didn't get used to it until later.

And when the second life was born again as a human being, even though his mind had already matured, he couldn't help crying with joy and crying loudly (baby).

Because at last I can eat a good hot meal, and I can say goodbye to nonsense.

For Alsace, who has not tempered his state of mind to the highest level like now, it is undoubtedly like coming from the life of an ascetic monk like fasting and abstinence to suddenly come to the dream paradise.

It's like everyone who is usually restricted from playing online games has suddenly been unbanned. It doesn't seem incomprehensible that you feel a little excited.

Arthas, who was still an infant, danced and cried for more than an hour, making the King of Lordaeron almost think his son was a fool.

After all, when someone is crying so hard, there is a smile on his face that is so happy that it comes from the heart.

Then, after the reincarnation turned to the third life, the old man of the mountain, who had the foreshadowing of the previous two experiences, looked down on everything in the world.

What should be enjoyed has already been enjoyed, and what should be experienced has almost been experienced.

From taking control of the world with the Great Tomb of Nazarick, to leading the Scourge to sweep and defeat the entire continent.

The complicated life of intrigues made him feel exhausted, and after he was thoroughly enlightened through continuous practice.

The old man of the mountain put on a mask, picked up a big sword and became a lone ranger, and started his journey in this life with unparalleled skills.

Until the end, in the valley at the end of the journey, the old man of the mountain integrated all the skills of the three lives and three generations into one body, standing in the realm of life and death, and became a well-deserved king of death.

Just as Grandpa the Mountain Man was feeling and remembering the passionate years, Meili and Scathach had already stepped forward and started to inspect the corpse, trying to find some valuable clues.

Skaha, who was used to seeing all kinds of war scenes for a long time, had a pretty face as usual, stepped into the overlapping corpses, and kicked aside the stumped limbs and arms that blocked the way.

She fiddled with several strange corpses with the spear in her hand, and her eagle-like eyes did not let go of any useful traces.

Mei Li used the staff in her hand to pick at the bones that had begun to decay, with a look of disgust on her face, but she was still doing her work seriously.

This made the mountain man couldn't help but look at Mei Li a few more times, and put down the big sword that was slightly raised in his hand. He was a little surprised that this lazy guy didn't take the opportunity to fish.

"There is a very gloomy and evil atmosphere. The injuries of each corpse are exactly the same. Presumably they were killed with the same weapon."

Scathach randomly selected more than a dozen corpses from all directions, carefully examined and compared them and came to a conclusion.

"It should be a blood-sucking species, otherwise it wouldn't be unnecessary to collect all the blood."

While talking, Mei Li squatted down and turned the head of a male corpse that looked almost middle-aged to the side, exposing two pinholes on his neck that were as thin as needlepoints.

"This body was much more decomposed than the others, and had fewer fatal wounds. It should have been killed before the massacre, and it died of excessive blood loss."

The man on the mountain glanced at the corpse in front of Mei Li, and then at the group of corpses that stretched for an unknown distance. He carefully felt the dark power diffused in the air, and found some slight movements.

"It's not a dead disciple. I have fought against some of the so-called 27 ancestors. Although they are all blood-sucking species, they are really different in terms of strength."

Mei Li nodded, took out the handkerchief she carried with her, wiped her hands well, and then threw the handkerchief away.

"The world is different, and some differences are normal, but there is also an overlap of similar forces between the two."

The girl stood up and pulled out the long sword from her waist as she spoke, and slashed at the corpse in front of her. The radiance of the holy sword flashed and purified away the evil and filth.

"Oh, my luck, our luck is really not good. After all, the person who was killed by a vampire, after such a long time, it should be time for the corpse to change, right?"

The golden light of the Holy Sword of Stars sprinkled on the surrounding corpses, and all the corpses that were lying or prone jumped up like living people, and ran out of the range of the light in three or two steps.

The sound from one place spread to the surroundings and soon alarmed the audience. As Meili predicted, the corpses who had reached the time of corpse transformation climbed up from the abyss of hell in the form of deadly ghosts.

"Awwhhh—!" XN

One after another, the corpses staggered up from the ground, propping up the tattered and somewhat airtight bodies, raised their heads and roared one after another.

Soon an army of hundreds of thousands of zombies appeared on the grassland, and in the center of the army was the burliest corpse king, who should be the strongest in this army.

The corpse king was wearing bloody dark black dilapidated armor, his iris-less eyes were shining with a strange luster, and his hair was hanging loose to cover his toad-like rotten face.

The tumors on his face were constantly surging, and his mouth was wide open, showing sharp teeth that did not look like humans. There were minced meat and dried black blood at the corners of his mouth.

The corpse king, who was waving his weapon indiscriminately, noticed the three men standing outside the arena, and provocatively stretched out his big hands with long and sharp nails to them, and a strange and hoarse laughter sounded from his mouth.

"Hmph, are the undead wandering around the earth? They're just some waste that I don't know how many times I have killed."

Skaha sneered softly, raised his hand holding the magic gun, and pointed the tip of the gun at the screaming corpse king, intending to show his friendship with a spear that pierced through the dead thorns first.

Chapter 65 The Pure Vampire Princess

But what Skaha didn't expect was that when she had just aroused her magic power and hadn't had time to launch an offensive.

A cumbersome knight's gun sweeping a huge amount of red magic from high in the sky smashed into the middle of the lost army like justice from the sky, and the violent magic shock wave squeezed and tore countless lost soldiers.

Scattered smoke and dust permeated the lost army, thousands of people who were already weak zombies were beaten to pieces by this sudden blow.

The knight's gun was firmly inserted into the big hole in the zombie army, and the surrounding area of ​​several hundred meters had become a vacuum.

Scathach looked up at the sky, and saw a petite figure wrapped in a tight black robe, with devil-like wings spread out behind his back, floating there, and his right arm was still in a throwing motion.

The figure seemed to have sensed Scathach's gaze, and while retracting his movements, he turned his head slightly to look over.

Immediately afterwards, a sweet but immature loli voice sounded on the grassland:

"Hey, get out of here quickly! I'm going to start killing these dead who shouldn't be wandering around the world right now."

Leticia, who was flying in the sky, glanced at the three small black dots on the ground, and before she could take a closer look, she turned her gaze back to the goal of her trip.

For her who is determined to protect the peace of Hakoniwa, there is nothing more important than getting rid of the evil guys who have ravaged Hakoniwa.

Now just 12 years old, Leticia De Creia is the most outstanding and dazzling genius among the vampire family, and possesses the personality of a purebred ghost and a god at the same time.

Although she is very young, Leticia's strength has already reached a four-digit superior level, and she is the 'King of Vampires' who stands on the same level as Mantian Shura God Buddha.

When Hako Garden was first built, it was in the dawn period of light and darkness, chaos and separation. Many conflicting forces have not yet reached a consensus, and the corresponding rules and systems are not perfect.

There are no rules, and the unrestrained powerhouses are free to act according to their own temperament, everything depends on personal preference and mood.

There are strong people who will choose to take up the sword in their hands to protect the weak, and there will inevitably be strong people who will choose to raise the butcher knife in their hands to kill wantonly.

And now these pathetic people who turned into zombies are the masterpieces of one of the demon kings raging in Little Garden, and they are villains who defected from the vampire clan.

That's why Leticia personally went out to chase and defeat the devil who committed the crime, trying to resolve the incident as quickly as possible and suppress the adverse effects to the minimum.

Leticia's behavior is not only to show her majesty as the king of vampires, but also to restore the reputation of the vampire family in Little Garden.

Especially when the vampire clan had just formed the Knights of Hakoniwa, with the banner of protecting the stability and peace of Hakoniwa.

After kindly reminding a few unlucky passers-by who happened to meet the army of zombies, Leticia stretched out her small gloved hands to the left and right, and her little face hidden under the hood was as cold as ice.

"Destroy all of you with one blow, and then go and hunt down the hateful Demon King!"

Two magic circles shining with blood-red light appeared in her palm, and after a few seconds, they expanded into a magic circle with a diameter of one meter.

Leticia put her hands together and overlapped the magic circle, and the ring-shaped magic circle depicting runes and star-moon patterns suddenly turned into a giant magic circle with a radius of more than ten meters, and the scattered brilliance dyed most of the sky red. Reflected on the clouds, it is as beautiful as the burning clouds in the sunset.

"Hey—!"

From far away, a loud and slow bell echoed in the open prairie. The strange power contained in the sound caught Leticia's attention, causing her to tremble and freeze in the air.

"Hey—!"

Before the lingering sound of the first bell, the second bell followed.

The sound of the evening bell, without restraint and restriction, exerted its original power, and the sound of the evening bell, which symbolized the end, reached the ears of all the zombies, deterring the last trace of their souls.

The sound of this bell is the last sound heard by the world's surviving people.

Following the guidance of the bell, the Old Man of the Mountain will bring the end to those who should have died but survived for some reason, and let them return to their destiny.

And for the undead who should have died a long time ago but are still alive, it is like a deadly drug without antidote.

"There is no life without death, and there is life without death."

Hearing the sound of the evening bell, the old man of the mountain leaned on a big sword in one hand and murmured to the zombies. The dark blue flames emerged from the eye sockets carved in the skull in the center of his shield, giving off a gray and dead air. Unknowingly, he appeared beside the zombies.

"Sand dust covers everyone, your path has been obliterated."

The old man of the mountain stood still on the spot, and did not raise his sword and set foot on the road of death as usual.

Because from the moment the evening bell announced the destiny, the zombies that had already been the dead had already been terminated.

"Hey—!"

With the reverberation of the evening bell, pieces of zombies fell down like cutting wheat and turned into ordinary corpses.

The beginning is the beginning of the end, and the end is the beginning of the beginning.

Little blue and white light spots emerge from the eyebrows of the zombies, slowly float into the air, wash away the good and evil of this life in the washing of the bell, and dissipate between the heaven and the earth to go to a new reincarnation .

Even zombies with stronger strength or more souls could not resist the call of the Evening Bell, unless their strength reached the level of Kel'Thuzad, that is, the fourth digit.

Throwing into an ordinary world of low martial arts and low demons, the terrifying corpse king who was enough to trigger an extinct biochemical crisis let out his final roar, accepting the end that he could not resist rather unwillingly.

Leticia stared blankly at the army of zombies that had been wiped out in an instant, and was at a loss for a while, as if it was the first time she had encountered the embarrassing thing of being head-robbed.

She looked at that she had cast most of the destruction magic, and interrupted the supply of magic power without the slightest hesitation.

Although the girl who was eager to defeat the Demon King didn't want to waste too much time, but out of etiquette, she still needed to express her gratitude to the strong man who was willing to take action to destroy the zombie army.

In fact, although Leticia was a little upset, she didn't feel very angry about the fact that the target was robbed, and even hoped to save as much of her strength as possible.

After all, the ultimate purpose of her trip is to crusade against the defected vampire devil.

And cleaning up the mess left by the demon king was just Leticia's spontaneous behavior as a Hakoniwa knight.

Thinking of this, Leticia fell from the sky to the ground, and performed a greeting-like etiquette to the old man of the mountain and the others.

"Thank you very much for your help just now. I am Leticia de Crea, a knight of Hakobawa. Because I am a vampire, I cannot show my face in the sun, so please forgive me for being rude."

Chapter 66: The Demon Lord Raiding Hakoniwa

Looking at the polite Leticia, Scatha also returned the common etiquette of greeting among soldiers, while the man on the mountain nodded slightly to Leticia.

"Vampire? You said you are a vampire?"

Mei Li blinked her big eyes and looked up and down curiously at Leticia, who was much shorter than herself, but she didn't feel the same power breath from her body as the previous corpse.

"Hey? Was my judgment wrong? These people were not killed by vampires."

The girl holding the staff was talking to herself, the sad look on her face disappeared, and she missed her original clairvoyance that was not subject to any restrictions.

It's a pity that the plug-in can't be recharged when it expires, and it has been directly and forcibly sealed by the game GM, which made her very uncomfortable who could do whatever she wanted.

Leticia, who heard Mei Li muttering in a low voice, hesitated for a few seconds, her little face under the hood showed a little bit of confusion, but she finally told the truth.

"No, your judgment is actually not wrong at all."

Leticia shook her head, her blond hair hanging out of her cloak swayed, and her slightly immature crisp voice carried determination to the end and an undisguised killing intent.

"This tragedy that shouldn't have happened was indeed caused by a certain lawless guy in our vampire clan. He is the fallen devil king that I must fight on this trip."

"Demon King?"

After hearing this title, Scarlet's red eyes lit up instantly, and there was a feeling of eagerness in the questioning tone.