Part One Involvement Chapter 19 I Have a Date with a Zombie
The imperial envoy's legs and waist were completely weak, and every bone was turned into noodles by fear. He couldn't use any force. Even he could smell the stench from his crotch, but it was a pity that he couldn't get rid of the old man in front of him.
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A small part of the old man's head was gone. It was cut off diagonally from the top of the head to the corner of the forehead. The exposed gray-white brain swayed slightly with every sluggish step he took. He stared at the old man who had become black and white.
With eyes wide open, he was walking towards the Imperial Envoy with slow but firm steps. The Imperial Envoy was trembling and barely holding himself back on the ground with his hands, making a sound that he didn't even know what it was.
Not far away, several cavalrymen were being held down by more than a dozen corpses. It was as if they were a few extremely delicious meals. Although the corpses moved slowly, they were still pulling and biting them. The cavalrymen screamed as loud as human throats could.
The screams reached the limit, and the hands and feet were still moving wildly, but the flesh, blood and internal organs were already passed between the hands and mouths of the corpses.
The old man slowly approached the imperial envoy, as if expressing friendship and trust with a good friend, he stretched out his stiff hands, put his shoulders, opened his mouth, and showed off his few teeth.
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The imperial envoy took out all the courage and calmness in his life, took out a jeweled cross from his arms, closed his eyes and said loudly and tremblingly: "In the name of God in heaven, you unclean thing,
Hurry up and stay away from the believers of God, otherwise you will be righteous..." There was only a hysterical cry, and he clearly felt the old man's teeth embedded in his scalp, reaching his skull, and sending out pain.
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Crack. Like the clean sound of biting into a crisp apple. This was the last sound he heard in the world.
Asa felt goosebumps bursting on his vest and scalp.
Hunter Levin's wife, the woman who once received him hospitably. Her originally somewhat intelligent face was almost cut in half with a knife, and white bones and an eyeball could be seen from the rolled flesh.
It had been chopped to pieces by the knife, and some meridians were pulled out and hung diagonally on her cheek. She was eating a cavalryman with the corpses of several other villagers, and her other protruding eye like a dead fish stared at it blankly.
She touched the cavalry's abdomen, reached out, took out something that was still pulsating, and put it into her mouth. She made a sizzling sound when she bit it, and dark red juice dripped down her mouth.
The fat man over there named Brother Bangbu tore off the cavalryman's arm, put it in his mouth and bit it. His neck was almost cut in half, and the blood had probably drained long ago. His skin was a chalky dead white color, which was similar to
The bright red liquid still flowing around the mouth reflected each other, and the contrast was shocking.
Screams are already the most beautiful sound on this grassland, which can at least be made by living creatures. The other sounds are only the rustling sounds of hundreds of corpses of various kinds swaying around. Some of these corpses
A hole was opened in the chest, exposing the internal organs inside. Some held their heads in their hands as if they were weapons, while others were rotten and swollen, with an arm falling off as they walked, or rotting into mud.
The internal organs were squeezed out of the mouth by corpse gas, and it looked like he was vomiting, but his completely cloudy eyes were still staring straight ahead.
Asa had seen the corpse a lot. At Sandro's place, he even slept next to the corpse. It was one thing to just stop there, but it was another thing to stand up and walk towards you.
The man in red robe was still looking at him with interest from a few dozen steps away from him, as if he were looking at an expected date. The look from those eyes gave off the smell of corpses, even more so than those around him.
The smell of hundreds of corpses is even stronger.
Whether he was being chased in the deserted lizard swamp or in any other situation, the greater the threat he faced, the stronger his desire to survive. The resilience in his body was comparable to any other person.
The toughest beast.
But all this is no longer a threat, but the smell of naked death. No living creature can face this without being creepy. The smell of corpses that has long been used to it is now so disgusting, the smell comes from all directions and the red robe
The person's eyes were pressing towards him, like invisible fingers twisting and pinching on the skin. His legs were already trembling a little, and he had a strong urge to run away.
Can't escape, can't escape, can't escape. Asa screamed to himself in his heart.
He knows very well that as long as a person turns around when faced with fear, he will be completely defeated by fear, and his rationality and fighting spirit will be eroded to the last drop in an instant, and then he will only fall into a mad escape.
middle.
With his speed and agility, those corpses were not a threat, but once he lost himself in fear and exposed his back to the hand made of bones and skin, the result was likely to be a bullet.
The fireball exploded into pieces.
"People have to be full before they can be energetic. In fact, it's not just people, it's the same with everything. You have to be full before you can do things well, don't you think?" The man in red robe looked around at the corpses feasting on large pieces, and played with the mouse.
He looked at Asa with a cat-like tone and said.
The upper and lower canine teeth squeezed a small piece of meat on the wall of the mouth. As soon as he exerted force, the smell of blood spread in his mouth. This taste that seemed to have been forgotten for a long time immediately regained the fighting spirit in his heart that was almost overwhelmed by fear.
ignite.
Asa stretched out his bloodshot tongue and licked his lips. Once his fighting spirit was ignited, it would burn into a red bayonet.
Asa took a deep breath, clenched the knife in his hand, and bent down like a cat. The man in red robe stared at him, shook his head with a smile that was not his own, and said in a voice that smelled of corpse.
Say: "Don't be so nervous, I just want to..."
Asa suddenly rushed towards him with all his strength.
"Young people are just too impatient." The man in red raised his withered hand slightly, as if it was just an inadvertent movement. A small green flame jumped out from the chicken claw-like hand and fell on it.
On the ground.
Asa, who was running, suddenly bent over with his hands and feet and used his hands and feet on the ground to push himself to the side and roll away. The muscles of his hands and feet were sore from this excessive movement. He had been carefully watching every move of the man in red robe.
The purpose of movement and sprinting is simply to dodge..
When the small green flame fell on the ground, it suddenly exploded into a pillar of green fire as tall as a person. It quickly spread in a straight line in the direction Asa originally rushed from, and passed by Asa who rolled to the ground.
Pass.
The pillar of fire rushed towards the corpse behind like a wild horse. As soon as it came into contact with a corpse, the flame grew like crazy. The pillar of fire soared into the sky and carried several corpses high into the air. Once they reached mid-air, the corpses were completely destroyed.
The ground melted into the green brilliance, leaving no trace.
Asa didn't look back, he already jumped with all his strength and flew towards the man in red robe.
He can also use magic himself, and he knows that the casting of magic requires time of accumulation and preparation. The gap between the two magic spells is the only chance to attack.
Unfortunately, his judgment was wrong this time, and very wrong.
The man in red raised his other hand. It was also a hand that seemed to be made of bones wrapped in a tattered leather glove. But this hand without any fat at all was burning, and it was burning more fiercely than any torch.
, as if it were made purely from the oil of hell and the sulfur of volcanic craters.
Asa knew that he was wrong. He shouldn't have jumped up. He was in mid-air, and he had no room for turning around. He could only watch the flame turn into a huge fire in the hands of the red-robed man.
It looked like a bird, spreading its wings and flying towards him.
Asa condensed all his magic power into a fireball and shot it towards the firebird. The fireball made almost no sound and was submerged in the dazzling brilliance of the firebird. In an instant, everything in front of him was golden like the sun.
The big bird transformed from the fierce flames flew towards him in a hug, wanting to melt him into that extremely warm embrace.
There was nothing he could do. All that was left was an animal instinct, holding his head, shrinking his legs and bending down to wrap himself into a ball as much as possible.
The firebird successfully captured its prey and put it into its arms. It immediately began to flip and move crazily in the air, trying its best to display the powerful magical energy that built itself, vowing to ravage the things in its arms into dust.
A knife fell from this crazy fireball. As soon as the knife landed on the grass, it immediately made a squeaking sound, and all the grass that came into contact with the knife was scorched.
"If you hadn't forced me, I would have really wanted to leave a body for you." The man in red robe sighed with difficulty. The two consecutive rapid spell castings made him a little overwhelmed. He raised his head and looked at the sky. Arc
Shape-shaped shadows were swallowing up the sun's rays at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye, and the sky had darkened.
The man in red robe waved his hand, and the firebird tumbling in the air immediately flew towards the Whispering Forest. It turned into a fire rainbow and fell into the trees with a loud noise and a burst of red light. The man in red robe nodded and looked at the corpse behind him.
They waved their hands and said: "The door is open, let's go in."
Asa had encountered many strange things, but none of them made him feel incredible like this.
Surprisingly, he was not dead. Not only was he not dead, not a single hair on his head was burnt. Instead, the palm of his hand that was holding the knife was burned.
When he huddled up and was caught in the air by the firebird, the knife in his hand immediately became hot, and he immediately dropped it due to the pain. He could feel the magic power and flames whirling wildly around him, and he also used fire.
Magic, he could feel the intensity of the magic power rushing around him. Logically speaking, even if he were a lump of pig iron, it would be melted into juice. But he only felt heat, not even burning pain.
No matter how wildly the flames fluctuated, they didn't splash on him at all.
Then he felt himself flying through the air with the firebird, until there was a loud bang in his ears, the magic power and flames circulating around him dissipated, and his back suddenly hit something real.
After letting go of his hands, he raised his head and found that he was in a charred tree hole, or should be said to be a charcoal hole. This was an extremely thick ancient tree, and a firebird had burned a large hole in the trunk of the tree that could only be hugged by more than ten people.
, the wood around the hole has been completely carbonized.
Asa jumped down to the ground, surrounded by ancient trees like this. Light mist swirled in the ancient trees, and the surroundings were so quiet that there was no chirping of birds or insects.
This was indeed the Whispering Forest that he had peeked outside. The simple and majestic ancient trees and the misty mist were still the same, but the intimidating feeling that once shocked him was gone, leaving behind the quiet mystery.
feel.
Asa walked deeper into the forest. He didn't understand why he was okay under that terrifying fire magic. It might be because the man in red robe showed mercy, or it might be some other reason, but no matter what it was, he didn't want to go back and start over again.
Facing the red-robed man and that large group of zombies. And listening to what the red-robed man said just now, it seems that it is rare to enter the Whispering Forest. He must find the World Tree now.
Even the wind in this forest has stopped, as if you are in a void with nothing. The only sound you can hear is your footsteps on the grass and fallen leaves. There is not even a trace of living things. It is so quiet that
People feel a strange fear.
Asa followed the traces on the ground and walked deep into the forest. These traces were left by a few cavalrymen who had just escaped the zombies and fled into the woods. By following their footsteps, even if there is something wrong ahead, you can know early.
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But after walking only a short distance, he realized something was really wrong.