The Dark King

The lead-gray dark clouds, which are filled with dust, are like a group of thick inks that can't be opened. They hover quietly in the sky, filtering the sunlight outside the atmosphere, and swaying the turbid and clear gleam, falling into this wilderness.

The breeze whirls silently, and there is no previous sharp whistling.

The wind blows away the **** smell in the air, and it seems that nothing has happened. The world is quiet.

The sorrowful screams that continued in the wilderness gradually became hoarse and stopped. Du Dian clung to the body of Heilisha, like a sad beast that was sobbing, with countless prayers in his heart, but looking down on the gods of the dying, he did not seem to care about his pleading.

Slowly, he felt that his tears were gone, and all the tears that flowed out were like his consciousness and soul, and he hollowed out his body.

He felt dizzy, like the soul was stripped from the body.

Without a soul, what is left of a person?

Is there only one empty shell left?

Is there still a new substance that replaces the soul and occupies this body?

Tears dried up on Dudian's face. He silently embraced her and stared at her sleepy, gentle, quiet face.

Hey! Hey!

Suddenly, a burst of subtle sounds slowly swayed Du Di'an's gaze, and he recovered a trace of vitality in his eyes, looked up, and looked at the sound source. In the next moment, he had already numb his face, and suddenly he showed a strong change again. He couldn't add to his disgust and anger, and his face became completely distorted.

I saw the place where the movement came, from one foot of Heilisha, on her calf, there was a skull biting on it, and constantly biting, it was the black wing that was previously cut off. Wang's head!

"Ah!! Let's die!" Dudian threw himself in the same madness, and both hands clasped the head of the black-winged corpse, smashed it down from the lap of Heilisha and pressed it next to it. On the ground, he raised his fist and screamed wildly, screaming wildly in his mouth, and every punch was exhausted so much that the fingers on his fist broke and he was unaware.

After continually rambling for hundreds of times, his hands and bones have been ruptured in a large area, and the strong pain has stimulated his consciousness to gradually recover. He stopped his hand, his chest violently undulating, and he gasped while watching. To the head of the black-winged corpse, he suddenly found out that his skull was not cracked at all. Instead, his fist was severely damaged and he paid a heavy price.

"Go to hell!!" He screamed, grabbed his hair and slammed it on the ground.

After several dozens of hammerings in a row, he was tired and stopped, only to see that the soil on the ground was pulled out of a deep pit, and the sand was poured into the nostrils and mouth of the Black Wing King, but its face remained unharmed. .

Du Di'an was angry again, sad, too weak, and he was too weak, so that the other side had only one head left, and he could not kill it.

He held his head and took a deep breath, and the anger in his heart slowly calmed down, then slowly urging the body's energy, entering the primary boundary state, the white bones bulging, and soon, he was crippled The hands are slowly healed, and the broken bones re-bond and return to their original condition.

He pulled out the dagger on the leggings and turned the head of the Black Wing King back. He suddenly saw the cut surface under his head, and the wound was covered with a dark red scale-like cuticle.

He reached out and touched it, and his touch was extremely tough, and the cuticle of the dark red scale was a bit like the magical dragon scale he had seen in Heilisha.

He thought of the picture of the calf that had bitten Hai Lisha before, and at the same time thought of the painful color that had emerged before the death of Heilisha. Did he say that at that time, it bit her?

But at that time, she was still in a state of degeneration, that is, it ate her demonized dragon scale and absorbed it, which led to the appearance of her demonized dragon scale. scar.

"You...really damn!!" Duduan trembled softly, tightening the dagger and slamming it into his eyelids.

With a slamming sound, the eyes of the Black Wing King were suddenly pierced by the dagger, and the blood overflowed from the eyelids.

Although its skull is extremely hard, the eyeball is weak after all, which has nothing to do with the constitution. The structure of the eyeball itself is destined to be incomparable with the scale.

"Do you think that I really can't kill you?"

"You don't like to eat, eat..."

Du Di'an face squatted, licking the end of the dagger, spinning in the eyelids of the corpse, while using his knees against the top of his head, the other hand grabbed the dirt and stones from the ground and stuffed it into his mouth.

When his dagger turned, suddenly, a high-pitched scream came out from the mouth of the Black Wing King, extremely clear and harsh.

Du Di'an was screamed by the screams, and there was a painful feeling in the brain. He clenched his teeth, slammed the dagger into the depths of his head, and then struggling to swing around!

While stirring, he felt that the brain tissue in his head was extremely tough and the resistance during cutting was extremely great.

The scream of the Black Wing King suddenly stopped, and the slightly open mouth froze, completely no longer moving.

"Dead! Dead! Dead..." Du Di'an did not stop here, still desperately stirring the dagger, wishing to stir the inside into a mass of mud, leaving no one inch of complete organization.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the ground was slightly shaken.

Dudi settled up and looked up. He saw a dark figure in the distance. Most of them were humanoid, high and low, and they were the corpses that had been opened before.

His face changed slightly, but he didn't panic. He quickly stirred his hand and cut the muscles of the black winged king's face. He used his fingers to lick from his eyelids and suddenly took out a cold dark black brain tissue, a bit like Powder residue, not sticky.

He quickly applied it to himself and to the armor of Heilisha next to it. At this time, she saw the silver metal belt on the back of Heilisha with a purse, and immediately removed it and saw it inside. There are quite a few metal cans, one of which is a bottle of "submerged powder".

He quickly unscrewed the bottle with some light blue powder inside, and he immediately sprinkled it onto himself and the body of Heilisha, which he saw in the books of the fortress, something more expensive than the corpse powder. It can cover up the smell of itself to a great extent. Even the higher-order walking corpses are hard to detect. At the same time, the powder is mixed with the tissues of some senior corpses, so that ordinary corpses will smell and will be autonomously far away.

In conjunction with this corpse powder, coupled with the brain of the Black Wing King, Du Di'an believes that he can escape the corpse tide. At this time, he also understands that the scream of the former Black Wing King is not a painful scream, but most of it is called. These corpses are coming over.

Rumble!

With the fading tide approaching in the distance, the ground trembles more and more, Du Di'an's movements are calm, tearing the next string of fabric from the body, and piercing the other eye of the corpse king, the fabric from its The two eyelids are worn out and tied to the waist. He wants to keep this thing, and he will be humiliated in the future!

Although the corpse is unconscious, dead, and does not know the pain and insult, but his hatred and anger at him, but will not stop.

After he was fastened, he bent over and picked up Heilisha on the ground and quickly ran towards the distance.

Rumble!

The speed of the rushing corpse gradually slowed down and stayed at the body of the black-winged corpse. The tidal tidal wave, which was originally like an army, was quickly loosened after a pause, like a soldier who lost his command. In a plate of scattered sand, wandering in their own, did not catch up with Du Di'an.

After running for four or five consecutive years, he gradually stopped, and sat down on a pile of rubble stones, gently placed Heilisha on the ground, gasping in a big mouth, staring at her face.

I don't know how long it used to be. Suddenly, he saw her eyelashes, like an illusion, and fluttered gently...