Recently, a friend of the author asked, "Why does the protagonist of this book sleep as an undead creature, and why does he need to eat?"

My interpretation of this question is: "Although the setting of this book is not rigorous, it is also the author's painstaking work. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 In the process of creation, info had no choice but to keep abandoning and rewriting the original setting of the game. In order to make the undead protagonist closer to ordinary people, the identity of the undead is more suitable for the general race, so sleeping and eating in the author's pen have become a means of supplementing magic in the world of Azeroth, otherwise the undead who do not metabolize at all should not be able to complete the necessary movements, of course, the living conditions of the undead also include the integrity of the soul and the soundness of the mind. ”

Date: 9/25/23 / Location: Barov Manor - B2 Underground Bone Ground

With my neck about to be torn off by Corpse King 78, Darwin and Best are uncertain, and my source of holy light magic has not yet been restored, so I have no choice but to turn to the dark forces of hell.

Ever since I got Lilith to inspire the source of hell magic, I've been secretive about it, because hell represents darkness and I don't want my companions to see my evil side or just exude it. But in the matter of life and death, I still have to bite the bullet and use this visceral resistance.

I clenched my hands into fists, stretched out my two ring fingers alone, and the two fingers were entangled, and then silently recited: "[Immovable Hades - Abaddon Armor]!"

The dark dark fog instantly covered my body, and the thick fog seemed to have a repulsive force, instantly bounced away the corpse king's big hand around my neck. He took his wrist back, pulled it back, and pressed his elbow covered with indestructible armor against his chest.

I only heard the sound of 'Kala', and the armor of the corpse king was shattered by me.

After the last battle at the Temple, Lilith personally went to the Karazan Tower and taught me some specially authorized limited edition Hell spells, the main of which was the Seven Guardians of the Immovable Hades. Each time you activate this spell, you can only choose the power of one king to bless you.

Abaddon is the Lord of Destruction and Perdition, and his armor attributes, like his title Saboteur, have the ability to reflect power and magic. However, defense is limited, and you will still take some of the damage you should take, but you can bounce off attacks. If the Corpse King punches me with all the strength of his hand, his arm will be shattered by his own strength, but I will also be killed in the first place.

Although the armor of Abaddon should not have been used in this situation, the power of other kings is too difficult to learn, and I only learned how to use it in the skin, and I can't cast it as I please. For example, the [Sangyangsha Armor] that restores its own vitality, and the [Azazel Armor] that envelops the hellfire that consumes everything in the world, these spells require a huge amount of mana, and they require a lot of skill, which I can't master yet.

Just now, I used the repulsive power of the armor to shatter the corpse king's breastplate, and I wanted to chase after it, but due to the limited vision, I couldn't find the enemy's position.

"Best, Darwin, are you all right?"

Best was already badly injured and stuck in the wall and couldn't get out, so he struggled to whisper, "I can't die for the time being... "From the position of the sound, I can be sure that Best is on my right and has not changed position.

Darwin's injuries were much worse than Best's, and his moaning was behind me to the left, where the sudden increase in humidity in the air meant that he had shed a lot of blood.

I told myself, because Darwin had to be treated as soon as possible. But the most problematic thing at the moment is that there is no light source around, and my holy light is too faint to illuminate the surroundings.

Best suddenly shouted, "There's a dead cockroach in this room!

"Where?" As soon as the question came out of my lips, I immediately regretted it, and hurriedly stopped Best: "No!! don't speak, it will reveal your position!!"

It was too late, and Best had already spoken: "Right in front of you... ”

"Boom!!#*#咚!#!& amp; amp;*~Knock。。。 ”

I could feel the smoke and dust coming up, and the corpse king's set of fists and palms slammed into Best's body with a loud bang. The walls with the Bester crumbled down again, and the good news was that the Bester crust was strong enough that I didn't hear a desperate cracking sound.

At the critical moment, I had no time to care about the position of the cockroach, and I rushed a few steps towards the collapsed wall, only halfway through, and crashed into the corpse king, before I could remove the armor of Abaddon, I knocked the corpse king into a stumbling block, and my shoulder blades and ribs were also shattered.

The corpse king's flesh was like steel, but luckily someone had sewn his eyes and mouth. But after wandering alone in the dark and isolated underground graveyard for several years, this guy must have heard surprisingly well, even though he has no eyes.

The Corpse King took two turns in front of me and suffered the loss of the Hell Armor, so he didn't attack when I spoke, but waited for the opportunity to break them one by one.

Under the collision, he did not fall, grabbed one of my arms, wrist force, and then twisted, as if it was an anti-joint move, I followed his strength, and turned with his strength, so that he did not twist my arm down. But the awkward movement of my whole body caused me to slip under my feet and fall on the way over.

I secretly said that my wrist was still holding my wrist, and it was easy to judge the position of my head and heart, and he could crush my head with just one kick. I was closing my eyes and waiting for death, only to hear an electric current whistling in my ears, and the white and blue light flashed in front of my eyes, and Darwin rushed to step on it with the [Thunder Building Electric Light Knife] in his hand, and immediately cut off the hand held by the Corpse King.

It was this moment of thunder that made me reconfirm the path of the dead cockroach crawling. It's too late, it's too late, the corpse king's hands are broken—he stumbles on the ground—he reaches out to grab it—he puts it in his mouth—he chews quickly—his hands form in a formation—he hums a hymn in his mouth!

"You have given me life

that I may dedicate it to you

You give me breath

that I may praise your holy name

If only I could live a long time

Or the trumpet sounded today

I will live for you

Heavenly Father, I want to live for you—[Shadow Fire]!"

Originally, I only thought that the dead cockroach was a kind of auxiliary magic recovery herb, and after eating it, I realized its effect. The two magic sources in my chest filled up like a raging fire. Just like taking a stimulant, the Hades armor on his body has also increased several times unconsciously.

The Corpse King's skin is like iron, and ordinary blade spells can't cut it at all, so I immediately used the Holy Light Magic [Holy Shadow Fire], which I usually use, but because of the lack of mana, it is a Heavenly Fire spell blessed by the Angel of Light and Fire, and unlike the usual [Holy Fire], the latter requires an open-air environment, while the Holy Shadow Fire can be used almost anywhere.

After humming the hymn, in the center of my palm held up a six-pointed star-shaped sign of holy light, and as long as the sign was attached to the enemy, the heavenly fire would always burn on his body.

I bounced up from the ground, put my left arm around the corpse king's neck, and pressed the road sign in my right hand to his face, and jumped out of the circle.

The only one hand he had left scratched at his face, but he couldn't get rid of the Holy Light Dao Marker that had been embedded in the flesh, I flipped my palm lightly, snapped my fingers in my ear, and a fire immediately ignited on the corpse king's head, breaking through the sutures of his eyelids and mouth, and golden flames emerged from the seven orifices, and after only more than ten seconds, the heavenly fire had burned his head, gradually spreading to his body, and he could no longer stand up.

The Corpse King has been turned into a fire, and now the corners of the graveyard are in full view. On the other side of the room, there was a noticeable hollow in the ground, which I guess was where Corpse King 78 had been sleeping.

In order to move on, we used an overdose of C5 explosives in the dining room, causing the floor to collapse, and the three of us fell here. Perhaps due to the contact with the air, the corpse king, who had been sleeping in the slime, was awakened, which led to a fierce battle.

Darwin lay on the ground and softly called weakly: "Help... ”

I hurried to inspect his injuries, and I peeled off his mid-pikan shoulder, and was immediately shocked to see a fist mark on Darwin's left chest, all the way to his back, and half of his lungs were blasted like a balloon. If the punch had been on the side of the atrium, Darwin would have been dead by this time.

Although he could not die for a while, the serious injuries were likely to lead to cardiopulmonary failure.

"How do you feel?"

Darwin: "You... You said... "I punched him in the chin while he was relaxed, and Darwin immediately fainted.

When I fell, Darwin's large backpack was left upstairs, and my luggage and first aid kit were in Cromie, Andorhar. The troll witch doctor Vair, who lives in the scrolls (does anyone still remember him...) The anesthetic I had prepared was in that first aid kit, and I was afraid that Darwin would not be able to stand the pain, so I gave him a physical anesthetic.

I condensed the Holy Light scalpel in my palm, cut a neat wound between his two pectorals, and propped open half of his ribs with my bare hands, plucking the leaky lungs out of his chest.

I had to find out where the air was leaking in this broken lung, and I usually needed a basin of water, put the lung in it, and see where the bubbles appeared, and where the air leaked. But now there is no clear water at hand. I had to stuff my trachea into my mouth, blow into my lungs, and run my hand back and forth over the bulging lungs, until I finally found a leak on the back of my lungs.

Now that the magic was restored, I twisted my finger on the air leak, and the hole was closed by the Holy Light. I blow well, so that the size of the lungs is no different from that of ordinary people. It is then inserted into the ribcage and sewn together with the surrounding tissues. The sternum was pressed back into place and the wound was sewn up.

Before the Corpse King's fire was extinguished, I hurried to the wall where Best was buried. Before he could reach it, there was a tremor in the pile of broken bricks, and Best struggled to crawl out of the pile of bricks.

My eyes widened and I couldn't speak.

Best looked at me and said calmly, "Fortunately, my clan has the hardest carapace among the Zerg. ”

When I heard his words, I was immediately relieved, for I suddenly remembered the battle against King Anubarak, who had been struck by the heavy swords of Finn and Clayter in succession, but was unscathed.

I murmured awkwardly, "... This has already been taught. ”

Best likes to pace back and forth in a certain space when he's bored, and his six worm legs are ringing in my ears with a lot of annoyance.

I was about to argue with him when I suddenly caught a glimpse of what seemed to be room behind the wall that Best had smashed, and that something in it reflected the light of the fire and hit my eyes just right。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。 (Rabbit pen Kang slugging cow)