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Dangerous resurrection 2

Seeing Arthur's appearance, Brynn felt a little relieved. After confirming that Arthur's strength was enough to tighten the door to prevent the corpse from rushing out, Brynn let go of her hand and said, "Be careful, that monster's body is very hard.

Even the wooden boards were broken."

"I know, just go and keep warm first. I can take care of it. Don't forget that I am a wizard." Arthur reassured Brynn with a smile, while he looked solemnly at the two doors that were constantly being shocked.

There are already signs of broken door panels. Fortunately, my nose now has signs of frostbite, otherwise corpse odor would also be a problem.

Simply, cut off its legs as quickly as possible. However, there is a layer of frost on the Sika at this time. Whether the sharpness can cut off the lower limbs of the corpse immediately is a mystery. It is obvious to let the corpse wrap around you.

It was an unwise choice. Even Ugor, an orc, could not absolutely suppress a certain corpse, and his own physical strength was obviously not strong enough.

So, what should we do... Arthur watched the female corpse's arm mixed with snow and wounds stretch out from the gap in the door panel. He continued to hold the door handle with one hand, and with the other hand, he pulled the Sika sword from

He took out the sword bag and put it between the door handles to replace his hands. After being freed, Arthur took two steps back, and after confirming that there was no one in the vicinity, he held the wrist of his right hand with his left hand and pointed it at his head silently.

The female body was stuffed into the crack of the door.

Seventh note scale.

Arthur concentrated the elemental power of his hands, aimed at the head of the female corpse, and ejected the air with the power of thunder. In a burst of lightning and flint, the face of the female corpse covered with insect holes was bombarded beyond recognition. Arthur looked at it in surprise.

The palm of my hand, which five years ago could only use electricity to rub the air to make a loud noise, can now carry electricity to emit faster and more accurate electric sonic bombs. Although the lower body of the female corpse is still crawling out desperately, the head is missing.

For half of the female corpses, Arthur found the cold even more difficult to resist.

It seemed that only newly buried corpses would mutate. At least he didn't see any corpses that had turned into skeletons along the way. Arthur withdrew the Sika sword, inserted it straight into the head of the female corpse, and used the female corpse's body to

Remove the frost from the Sika sword. Be sure to wash the sword afterwards. Arthur kicked the door panel and the female corpse into the empty house at the same time. After secretly apologizing to the owner of the house, Arthur struck the female corpse with his sword.

On the left leg, the female corpse could not make a sound, so she had to stretch out her hand to strangle Arthur's neck...

...

"Mrs. Michelle, it's me! Brynn!" Brynn slammed the door eagerly. She couldn't stop trembling all over. Although she put on a thick coat urgently, her nightgown could not block the slightest bit of chill, and the snow accumulated on the

It hit Bryn's hair, and she could only weakly slap the door of the empty house where Mrs. Michelle lived.

The door was opened, and Fleur nervously poked out half of her face to confirm whether the person outside the house was dead or alive. After seeing that it was really Brynn, tears welled up in Fleur's eyes. She opened the door and hugged tightly the person who was as tall as her.

Much like Brynn, "As long as you're okay! Just be okay!"

Brynn patted Fleur on the back gently and carried Fleur into the warm house. There were currently six people in the house. In addition to Mrs. Michelle and Fleur, there was also the middle-aged coachman Ram. She had told Brynn before

The rumored charity businessman Alshiba, the teacher Aier and her male companion Yijie. Except for Arthur and Ugor, eight people in the charity convoy are missing.

Mrs. Michelle came over in tears and hugged Brynn, "Why did we encounter such a thing? What are those monsters? They are everywhere, and they even tore Hinrich to pieces in front of my eyes!"

Hinrich is the coachman in charge of Mrs. Michelle's carriage. Their relationship is pretty good in the team. The young man has participated in such material transportation activities more than once. Brynn has a pretty good impression of him. He is a man with a good face.

Cheerful young man with small freckles.

It seemed that the entire Worsworth Village was now full of monsters who didn't know whether to live or die. Brynn couldn't help but worry about Arthur who was still outside. However, thinking of Arthur's identity as a wizard, he also thought that only when there were no outsiders could he dare to use all his powers.

Strength, but why didn’t I see Ugor?

Mrs. Michelle and the frightened Fleur hugged each other and cried, and Brynn had to comfort them. Aier and Yijie cuddled each other. They used to live in the homes of kind-hearted villagers and now they have escaped here. What happened to Brynn?

I don’t dare to think about it too much.

A gloomy look appeared on the faces of everyone in the room.

"By the way, Miss Brynn, where is your orc friend? It looks very strong, maybe it can protect us to the inn, right?" Coachman Ram suddenly remembered something and asked Brynn excitedly.

asked. Brynn shook her head regretfully. She was also thinking about where Ugor might have gone, but she didn't think that she could leave with Ugor. It was just that if Ugor was nearby, Arthur's

Safety is guaranteed to the greatest extent.

"That's right!" The businessman Alshiba also became excited. Ram thought that Alshiba was agreeing with his words, and when he was about to echo a few words, Alshiba continued, "There are so many of us, maybe we can help each other."

Go to the stables, and then we can use the carriage to escape!" Ram screamed immediately when he heard this, "You are crazy! There are those terrible monsters outside, and there is such heavy snow, even if we can really get to the inn, those horses

I don’t want to leave either! I don’t agree. Wouldn’t it be better for us to just stay here and wait for rescue? Aren’t the military in Tommyer Town? There are also many forces in Polai Town that can help us, right?”

"What if we use fire? We can use fire to burn the horse's butt, right?" Alshiba, a businessman from Raibao, pulled Ram over with his thick arms, got close to him and threatened, "If you want to stay here and wait for death,

I have no objection, but you don’t want people who want to live to accompany you to death. In this case, we have a show of hands to vote. Raise your hands if you are willing to try with me!"

Alshiba was the strongest in the charity convoy, and what he said was the most powerful statement in this situation. At that moment, Mrs. Michel and Fleur raised their hands.

"Where are you young couple?" Alshiba looked at Aier and Yijie with unkind eyes, and the two of them had to slowly raise their hands, leaving only Ram and Bulin.

"No, no, no, I don't want to go!" The fear of the outside world was greater than Alshiba's fear for Ram. Ram pushed Alshiba away and huddled in the corner of the room. No matter how hard Alshiba beat him, Ram refused to move.

one time.

Alshiba reluctantly chose to give up and turned to look at Brynn with obvious malice.

Bryn seemed not to recognize the big man in front of her. When she was shoveling snow outside, Alshiba had a smile on her face and took great care of her. Aier and Yijie would also tell a few jokes from time to time to keep everyone busy shoveling snow.

Find some fun in the action. But such a kind person now seems to be a different person in the face of crisis. No matter what, Brynn cannot leave casually. Arthur is still in the empty house where she lived before.

Arthur brought her here with him. She couldn't leave Arthur without him, not to mention which side was safer.

"I want to stay. It's too dangerous for Ram to stay here alone."

"Oh, I think you have fallen in love with this old man. Let's do whatever you like. Let's go and take everything we can. We'll take all the food with us. I don't know how long this blizzard will last.

"The five of us need food." Alshiba kicked Brynn on the shoulder, who didn't move at all, and took away the clothes behind her.

No matter how reluctant Brynn was, she could not stop Alshiba from plundering all the food and extra warm clothes that their charity convoy had left in Woswo Village to withstand the cold winter. Alshiba even wore a nightgown.

Just want to push them to the edge to prove that what they are doing is absolutely correct.

Ram huddled in the corner and cried, and Brynn could only look at this poor man with sympathy. He was bruised and swollen by the strong Alshiba, but he couldn't think of any resistance. He was pathetic. Brynn

Then she looked at Fleur, who was hesitating and wanted to say something to her. She was a good girl. I hope she could live. Mrs. Michel pretended not to know her at this moment, which made her feel a little chilled. But this was also

Normally, standing by her side at this time would be an enemy of Alshiba, which is an unwise move.

"Okay, it's almost done. Let's go to the stables quickly and leave them here to die." Alshiba gave the order and handed all the luggage to Fleur and Aier. She picked up a clothes hanger and tried it.

Taking advantage of the situation, he took the lead and walked out of the empty house.

Brynn slowly stood up holding her shoulders and came to Ram who was still crying softly and thinking that he was dead. "Don't cry, Mr. Ram, we are not destined to die. Remember the time when you were with me?"

Two people? If we find them, we might have hope of survival."

"They? That orc might be able to help. What can that boy who is not as strong as Ije do?" Ram cried, waving away Brynn's extended hand.

"Believe me, Mr. Ram, we will survive." Brynn tried her best to smile in the howling cold wind, but she didn't hear three half-rotten fingers resting on the door in the direction of the wide-open front door.

superior.


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