On the charred ground, a corpse lay quietly, with green smoke still rising from his body.
It was left behind by a lightning strike.
This corpse is Xuan Qiu who was just killed by thunder!
Next to Xuan Qiu, a faint blue light flickered. It surrounded Xuan Qiu's side and refused to leave. It rushed left and right, trying to rush into Xuan Qiu's body, but every time it would escape from the corpse.
Pass through.
But the blue light never gave up, colliding again and again, making its color darker and darker.
Suddenly, there was a violent fluctuation in the air, and a black hole suddenly appeared in mid-air.
Space crack!!!
What kind of existence is that!
As the space crack appeared, a strong wind suddenly blew throughout the tomb, and dust flew for a while, and then a month-long white figure appeared in the air.
Seeing the appearance of this figure, the dim blue light suddenly burst out with brilliance and shot towards the figure without any hesitation.
The figure stretched out his slender hand from Yuebai's clothes, and with a backhand move, he drew the blue light into his palm.
Blue light danced in his hands, obviously very happy for his arrival.
"Are you still late?"
The pleasant male voice sounded, it was the white figure of this month.
Looking at the lifeless Xuan Qiu on the ground, and then at the flickering blue light in his palm, a trace of hesitation flashed across the man's face.
His brows were slightly frowned, and his eyes were full of struggle, but he still walked slowly to Xuan Qiu's side, and obscure spells came from his mouth.
As the mantra was recited, the blue light ball originally in his hand gradually lit up. Under the light, you could clearly see the beads of sweat on the man's forehead. It was obvious that what he was doing was not simple, but he
Still hasn't stopped.
With a wave of his hand, a blue light ball appeared in the void, stopped slightly in the air for a moment, and then flew towards Xuan Qiu.
This time, it did not penetrate Xuan Qiu's body, but entered it.
Seeing the blue light entering, the man still had a serious face, his face was already pale, and his hands that were changing gestures were already trembling.
There was only one last step left, but just as the man was about to finish reciting the last word, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and the spell was abruptly interrupted.
As the spell was interrupted, the blue light group that originally entered Xuan Qiu's body suddenly became violent.
When the man realized something was wrong, he continued to chant the spell.
The confrontation between the two forces caused the light group to split into two halves. The man tried his best, but he could only save half of it, and the other half disappeared into the space crack just now.
Looking at the dark passage, the man frowned tightly and said to himself: "This is life!"
Not far away from him, Xuan Qiu's fingers trembled slightly due to the entry of the blue light group.
Looking at Xuan Qiu's burnt-black fingers, the man frowned. With the release of a light magic, Xuan Qiu's originally charred skin fell off like an eggshell, revealing his wheat-colored skin.
Xuanqiu's eyelashes also began to tremble, as if she would wake up at any time.
Sure enough, after the man's figure disappeared into the black hole, Xuan Qiu, who was originally dead on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes.
His eyes were filled with perseverance, and he glanced in the direction where the man disappeared, then walked toward the outskirts of the tomb.
I don't know whether it was because he had just recovered from a serious injury or just revived, but Xuan Qiu's steps could be said to be staggering.
If Wuyou were here, he would definitely recognize this staggering figure as the reborn corpse he saw in the tomb at that time.
Yes, Xuan Qiu became a reborn corpse.
The undead are different from the reborn zombies. The undead have no consciousness, while the reborn zombies completely retain their consciousness, but their movements become slower, but their physical strength is higher. It can be said that there are advantages and disadvantages.
The refining of reborn corpses has never appeared on the continent of Oskar. It is said that only gods can refine it. Xuan Qiu can be said to be the first reborn corpse on the continent of Oskar.
After Xuan Qiu was resurrected, he was not surprised at all about his changes. He seemed to have something extra after resurrecting from the dead, but he couldn't tell what it was.
The only thing that hasn't changed is that what he wants to do most at this moment is still to rescue his Granvin.
The tomb seemed to be closed. He ran around in the tomb and could not find the exit. He only saw the corpses of his soldiers on the stone steps and in the passage.
The soldiers died in a miserable state. They were lying on the ground in a mess, with broken limbs and body parts scattered all over the ground. Xuan Qiu could even feel the stickiness coming from the surface while walking on the floor.
A thin layer of blood condensed on the entire surface. The blood continuously overflowed from under each corpse and seeped into the soil. The entire air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and something was faintly whistling and shouting.
Screaming.
Xuan Qiu's eyes were blood red, and he clenched his fists tightly, making a crackling sound in his joints.
Seeing the brothers whom he regarded as brothers and sisters died tragically here and turned into corpses, Xuan Qiu suddenly felt a sense of annoyance and anger in his heart. For his own selfishness, he killed everyone. What he did was really
Right?
The condemnation in his heart caused the sword in Xuan Qiu's hand to drop to the ground. He slumped to the ground, grabbed a handful of soil that had been soaked with blood, and then his throat rolled, but he couldn't utter a word.
Any language is just a wail like a wild beast.
The soldiers are all dead. They were killed by me. Now that they are gone, what is left of me as a general?
Severe guilt and pain devoured Xuanqiu's heart, and the entire cave echoed with his wailing. I don't know how long it took, but a voice suddenly appeared in his heart, constantly beating his heart:
Resurrect them, even if they are just walking corpses, they will avenge themselves...
This thought became stronger and stronger, and then a spell appeared in his mind for no reason, as if as long as he chanted it, his brothers would come back.
Following his inner instinct, Xuan Qiu stopped wailing, slowly stood up from the ground, and staggered towards the center of the Shura field.
Then he inserted the big sword in his hand heavily into the ground. As the big sword was inserted, spider-like cracks appeared on the ground, spreading from under Xuan Qiu's body and spreading to the outside.
For a moment, the body that was still lying on the ground suddenly floated straight in the air.
Looking at the floating bodies of the soldiers, Xuan Qiu put his hands on the sword, then closed his eyes, and began to chant silently following the voice in his heart. Although he had turned into a reborn corpse, he could no longer utter human words.
sound, but as long as the contract is established in the heart, the spell can still be cast.
Although I couldn't hear his spell, I could tell from the strange changes around me that this spell was extraordinary.
As the spell started, a black energy slowly emerged from Xuan Qiu's body. If you look closely, you can see that there is an expression of anger and resentment on Xuan Qiu's face. It was very thin at first, but slowly gathered more and more, showing that there was a constant flow of energy surrounding Xuan Qiu's body.
Circling, more and more black mist overflowed from Xuan Qiu's body, and finally his shrill scream could even be heard.
As the black mist continued to overflow, a painful expression appeared on Xuan Qiu's originally resolute face, and the angular face gradually shriveled up. As the black mist gradually decreased, only the skin was left sticking to the bones, as if
Become a true reborn corpse.
Xuan Qiu was fully aware of the changes that had happened to his body, but he did not hesitate and allowed himself to turn into a terrifying monster.
At the same time, outside the body, Xuan Qiu's soul has been condensed into shape. This is Xuan Qiu condensed entirely from black evil aura. Only his blurred face can be seen, and his lower body is covered in fog.
The shape of this soul continued to circle around Xuan Qiu for a few times, then suddenly left and began to hover over the corpses of the fallen soldiers floating in the air. It let out a breathtaking howl, and even the air began to condense.
And those corpses also began to undergo strange changes. The blood on their bodies began to evaporate, turning into blood mist that filled the air.
At the same time, as if they had obeyed Xuan Qiu's call, black weapons began to ooze from those corpses. Each corpse changed like Xuan Qiu's before. The souls continued to detach from their own corpses, gathering more and more, all of a sudden.
The entire space was shrouded in evil black mist.
The souls of the soldiers, who were slowly taking shape, seemed to be drawn by anger and resentment and began to wail miserably. The whole world was as scary as a cemetery.
Those angry souls circled around Xuan Qiu's black soul, faster and faster, and finally merged into Xuan Qiu's soul. Like a tornado, everything around was attracted, as if nothing could escape its control.
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After a while, all the black resentful spirits were integrated into Xuan Qiu's soul, and it seemed to have become extremely huge after absorbing so many souls.
Then, as if it had regained its sanity, it gave up its previous shrill wail and began to hum.
But no one could understand what it was saying, and then Xuanqiu's soul began to stir, just like the fear of dark clouds in a thunderstorm accompanied by the strong wind. Finally, it could no longer control its soul and looked back.
Xuan Qiu's body roared with a glance and exploded with a bang.
In an instant, this space was once again filled with those angry souls.
Only this time, they began to circle around looking for their own bodies, and Xuan Qiu's soul was also among them, but it completely lost the frightening momentum before and became much smaller.
The souls wailed and circled, then found their own bodies and merged into them one by one, as if nothing had happened before.
And the last Xuan Qiu's soul returned to his body. After an unknown amount of time, Xuan Qiu opened his eyes angrily, pulled out the sword stuck on the ground, raised his head and started roaring, and the soul shock wave invisible to the naked eye spread.
It's like ripples crossing the lake in circles.
Following his call, the corpses of the soldiers in mid-air suddenly began to shake, first with their fingers, then their wrists, then their feet, and finally struggled and staggered to their feet, and then fell to the ground supported by a layer of black mist.
It's just that these corpses are the same as Xuan Qiu, with their faces shriveled and only the wrinkled skin remaining connected to their skulls.
As if they still had intelligence, they began to look for their severed limbs, arms, heads, and short legs. When they picked up their severed limbs and placed them in their wounds, strange things happened, and their wounds continued to
It was shrouded in the aura of evil, and then became intact a moment later.
Soon after, the army of reborn zombies was fully equipped and began to gather.
Although they are faltering, it can still be seen that they must have been a well-disciplined army when they were alive. Now they have turned into terrifying reborn corpses, and nothing can defeat them.
Xuan Qiu's spells were different from those used by the man in white, but they were the same. The man in white used his own magic power, so Xuan Qiu was no different from being resurrected.
And Xuanqiu used his own inspiration. He used the resentment deep in his soul. For this reason, these reborn corpses resurrected by the power of his soul all carried the resentment deep in Xuanqiu's heart. Xuanqiu himself also suffered from this.
By casting such a spell, he became the same being as the soldiers.
Xuan Qiu looked at everything in front of him with satisfaction. Although he had turned into a monster, maybe Graniwin would never fall in love with him again, but as long as he could resurrect his brothers, everything would be worth it.
Xuan Qiu raised his sword and pointed it straight at the sky, and let out a vague roar at the team in front of him.
The reborn zombies below also began to slap their breastplates, making a loud noise.
it is more than words.
Then Xuanqiu's sword pointed in the direction of the sun at the entrance of the passage, and the entire team turned around in order, and then began to move forward with an all-devouring momentum.
Since I have transformed into darkness, I will lead you to conquer the light!