After walking out of the cave, his sight was blocked by a white light. Although there was a white light in front of his eyes, it did not hinder Wuyou's intuition of danger. His nerve reflexes were normal. Wuyou, who was blocking the sun with his palms, rolled to the right, and his ears
Suddenly there was the sound of howling wind.
A bright black iron sword was inserted straight into Wuyou's side. The blade was deeply inserted into the ground, and only half of the sword was exposed. This shows how much force the person throwing the sword used. If Wuyou hadn't reacted in time, I'm afraid that
His body and head are already in a different place.
Without any hesitation, he took several steps back. Wuyou rationally chose to escape back to the cave and hide in the darkness. Without the direct sunlight, his vision gradually became more enlightened.
Tears fell uncontrollably from his sour eyes. Through the blur of tears, he could vaguely see that a large group of people had gathered at the entrance of the passage. Judging from their stiff expressions and the attack just now, they were probably enemies rather than friends. The leader turned out to be the man who worked for him every day.
She was delivering food to the people, but it was obvious that all of them had lost their minds at this time.
They were all stunned, their eyes were dull, each of them had a deep red light flashing in their eyes, and they were breathing coldly, and they were approaching Wuyou step by step.
"Are they under control? Who controlled them? How can we remove the control?" In an instant, countless questions appeared in Wuyou's mind.
Unfortunately, the enemies on the opposite side would not be so patient. They rushed towards Wuyou crazily. At this time, Wuyou once again showed his alert side. Although the narrow passage could avoid being attacked from the front and back, it would also affect
Because of her agility and skill, she chose to fight outside the passage without hesitation.
Wuyou, who has adapted to the sunshine, raised the big sword in his hand, and the fighting spirit in his body was transferred to the tip of the sword. The bright fighting spirit burst out, the surrounding air was distorted, and then the fighting spirit hit the front at an extremely fast speed.
of enemies, then pass through two of them, and don't stop until the third.
The three enemies suddenly fell to the ground, but in less than half a moment, they struggled to get up again. The holes in their chests were shocking, and their organs were hanging down, swaying with the movement of their bodies.
Wuyou became depressed as soon as the battle started, because these puppet-like people might really be puppets, because they were completely unconscious even if they were injured.
Not only are each of these puppets agile, but there are often five or six of them that contain combined attack techniques, both offensive and defensive. Although Wuyou can unleash her fighting spirit due to her skill as a great swordsman, her lack of experience still makes her a little a little nervous for a while.
In a hurry.
Fortunately, her previous trip to the blood pool had greatly increased her endurance. Faced with such a disgusting scene, Wuyou only turned slightly pale and showed no sign of panic.
Wuyou was able to mediate with them calmly. During the battle, she also keenly discovered that the enemy's heart had long since turned blue-gray, instead of the red it used to be in life.
"It turns out they have turned into undead creatures." Wuyou suddenly realized, but time did not allow her to think. The problem at hand was not how to deal with these people, but how to protect herself.
The weird nails and teeth of the dead are weapons, and they are not afraid of pain and rush towards Wuyou fearlessly. Once they fight, Wuyou realizes how difficult these undead creatures are. These undead puppets are much more powerful than they were in life.
times, it can even rival Wuyou, and its skin is hardened, so ordinary damage may not be fatal to it. Wuyou sideways dodged the attack of an undead creature, and an idea suddenly came to his mind.
"If the enemy can control these dead people, it must be through the brain or heart. If I can cut off these people's heads, then all problems can be solved." However, seeing the faces of those humans, they may all be missing victims.
Wuyou couldn't bear it, after all, they had the same experience.
"Is there any way to resolve the crisis without killing them?" She thought secretly in her heart.
"Joints! That's right, joints!" Wuyou suddenly realized that although these undead creatures are not afraid of pain, they still cannot violate the basic structure of the human body. As long as certain key parts are destroyed, they can stop the attacks of these monsters without
hurt them.
However, this virtually increased the difficulty for Wuyou. When the tip of the sword pierced the knee of the first monster, the monster fell to the ground, and then struggled in vain to stand up, Wuyou knew that he had guessed correctly.
Dodging the attack of another monster behind his head, Wuyou turned sideways again and kicked the other undead creature's patella hard with his boot. The monster suddenly fell to the ground, raising a large amount of dust.
Seeing that she easily subdued several enemies, Wuyou was inevitably a little careless. Before she could be happy with her achievements, pain came from her lower abdomen. The tearing pain made Wuyou unable to straighten her waist.
Leaning precariously on the stone wall nearby.
Looking towards the source of the pain, she saw a hand inserted directly into her abdomen. The owner of the hand was a puppet with only half a body.
Unexpectedly, the man whose body was cut off by Wuyou's sword just now was not dead yet. Taking advantage of Wuyou's unpreparedness, he inserted his sharp right hand straight into her lower abdomen, and blood spurted out from the wound.
The severe pain caused Wuyou's whole body to be soaked in sweat. Due to excessive blood loss, her mind had become a little dazed, and the few remaining undead puppets in front of her also became swaying in her eyes.
Biting her tongue hard, forcing herself to cheer up, Wuyou tried her best to draw her sword and wave away the three undead puppets in front of her. With her move, the undead's hand was pulled out, and blood burst out.
Shoot, quickly take out a bottle of medicine from the space ring, pour it into your mouth, and then press your wound tightly with your left hand.
The severe pain had already become numb. Wuyou pulled out a piece of clothing and quickly bandaged the wound. Although with the help of the medicine, the blood still flowed uncontrollably, but at a slower speed.
Enduring the severe pain in his lower abdomen, Wuyou staggered, supporting the ground with his black iron sword, looking coldly at the three remaining puppets in front of him, and prepared to stop silently.
The three puppets were thrown far away by Wuyou's full blow, but at this time they all got up again and ran towards Wuyou.
Seriously injured and with the enemy ahead, Wuyou felt even more pressure. Just when she was hesitating whether to ask Boss Yan for help again, an idea flashed in her mind. She waved her hand, and a bottle of transparent liquid appeared in her left hand.
At this time, the three puppets had reached Wuyou's five steps. Without any hesitation, Wuyou opened the bottle cap in a flash of lightning and exposed the transparent liquid to the three of them.
The transparent liquid only splashed on two of the undead puppets. Most of them were hit by the first person, and a few splashed on the person next to him who delivered meals to Wuyou every day.
Pure power rushed to every part of the undead puppet's body like running water. Blue-gray smoke began to appear all over the body, and the deathly aura slowly dissipated.
The undead puppet waved its claws and let out a wail. The skin on its face melted like a candle, and its facial features gradually became indistinguishable. The other one suddenly fell to the ground, rolling and struggling, and its originally glowing red eyes began to dim and gradually changed into...
He returned to his human form. The originally sharp fingernails gradually dissipated and he returned to his human form.
Wuyou spit out blood and fell to the ground, her body panting uncontrollably. A series of movements involved her wound, and the tearing pain made her grin.
At this time, of the three undead puppets, one was completely purified, and the other was sitting on the ground. Only one of them had fighting power. However, this only puppet with fighting power was obviously frightened by what happened to his companions, and he did not dare to do anything.
After knowing that Wuyou was helpless and fell to the ground, he waved his sharp hands towards Wuyou again.
But Wuyou no longer had the strength to fight and could only wait to die. She closed her eyes in despair. There was no pain, but there was a cry. Wuyou opened his eyes and found that the undead puppet that had fallen to the ground suddenly
He stretched out his arm to block the blow for her, turned his head, and revealed a terrifying smile on his melted and ulcerated face, which made Wuyou feel so at ease.
This was the man who had been serving him meals. Under the purification of part of the holy water, he was not completely purified like the other one, but instead regained his consciousness.
After he regained his consciousness, the first thing he did was to rescue Wuyou.
In fact, these undead puppets are not pure undead puppets. They have a certain degree of consciousness, but that consciousness is very small, so they are just like a walking corpse.
At this time, with the help of Wuyou holy water, he regained consciousness. What he had done after becoming an undead puppet was still vivid in his mind. He was grateful to Wuyou from the bottom of his heart.
Like Wuyou, he is a mercenary who accepted a mission. The mission was not completed, but he unexpectedly became a walking dead. As a hard-blooded man, he would rather die himself than go around and help others do evil.
He smiled gratefully at the undead puppet who saved him. Before he could express his gratitude, the man pulled out Wuyou's long sword and chopped off his head.
Blood spattered Wuyou's face. The slightly cold blood was the last choice of this passionate man. He ended his life with his last consciousness.
Looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief, Wuyou felt sad in his heart, spit out a mouthful of blood, and Wuyou fell into a coma.
When everything came to an end, two figures appeared in front of Wuyou.