"It's so boring, do you want me to be the savior to judge the devil!" the young man groaned weakly when he knew that it had something to do with the devil. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He put the note and linen back in their place, arranging the book as it was. After carefully checking that it was no different from the original, he turned around and left. Just as he was about to turn around, a new thought flashed in his mind, and a solemn expression completely different from just now appeared on his face.

He looked at the bookshelf, and felt more and more that the rash attitude just now was wrong, what an interesting possibility!

Her purple eyes flickered, and her long, thick eyelashes trembled with excitement. After thinking about it carefully, I felt more and more that things would not be so simple, and it stands to reason that how could the devil haunt such a world...... There are too many doubts. He quickly pulled the book out of the shelf again, took out the linen and the note inside, and carefully put it away.

He walked away with the same pace as he had come...... It's sunset.

When he arrived at the cemetery in the back mountain, a cold wind blew from the vultures, and the young man felt a long hatred. This is the hatred of the dead for the living, but the boy is a demon, so it is more likely that the devil hates the devil. Feeling this hatred strengthened his thoughts.

The necromancy here is slaves enslaved by the devil, and it is not only their nature but also the devil's will to harm people. It should be a visit to the town, and the boy put his hood on his head again, covering his face.

At this time, lightning and thunder roared, and the undead began to haunt, and the mortal eye could not see anything, but the young man's eyes saw wisps of white smoke-like substance rushing around, this was not the undead, just the dampness.

The lowlands at the foot of the Tiberian Mountains, a beautiful and peaceful town, are strange. Early in the morning, he came here by car. Now the boy's carriage has arrived. Next, despite the dissuasion of the car owner, he insisted on entering the town.

There is only one path into the town, and the path seems calm, but it can't hide a trace of the eerie atmosphere. Other than that, there is nothing particularly scary, but there is a notice at the outermost part of the town. Due to lack of maintenance, most of the nails on the board had rusted and fallen off, leaving only one of the thickest nails that stubbornly fastened it to a white-gray stone wall. However, the so-called fixation only keeps the notice board from falling off the wall, and the current situation is that when the wind is a little stronger, the notice board will stagger and make a strange "creaking, creaking" sound.

The boy stepped forward and straightened the rickety billboard, and saw that there were red words on it. The handwriting is distorted, but recognizable: Welcome to Catherine's hometown, the people are very hospitable...... Hehehe, we like to entertain guests with human brains. The owner of the car rushed forward and saw these words as well, and he immediately became impatient. Although he didn't have a moment when he wasn't impatient along the way, at least this moment was the most intense.

"Look, I'll just say it's unusual here, let's go, I don't want your money...... Look at you, what a good fellow, how handsome you are, do you have to die? Listen to me, man, this man...... It's all zombies. "The teenager who thought the owner would say something was disappointed...... He began to repeat the phrase that he had already said all the way.

The boy just said, "Hey, don't say such cowardly and cowardly things. I don't know how many times he said this sentence, if he was in a bad mood, he would have ...... Even if you are in a bad mood, you will not kill the owner.

"Lord, I'm serious, aren't zombies scary!" "Zombies, it's just something that scares children, if there is, I'd like to see it with my own eyes." ”

"You're dying!" yelled the owner.

"What if there are zombies, my life will be taken by zombies? You know, if some gods who know me know about this not funny joke, they will probably die laughing because of it. ”

"It's not a joke...... You are blasphemous with this sentence!" The bearded car owner spat fiercely and looked straight at the young man, "Really! Are you really not afraid of zombies? You know, some towns will always break out because of war, and then zombies will be produced, and many towns are not destroyed in front of the plague, but they are all slaughtered by zombies. ”

"Well, that's because their peas aren't growing well...... Maybe they should grow more peas. The boy looked impatient, and he said to the owner, "Peas will grow pea warriors, and pea warriors are a useful weapon against zombies. ”

"This unfunny joke will make you feel fooled...... Hahaha, pea...... Warriors can deal with zombies!" The owner looked at the teenager like an idiot. Well, the boy thought, at least the peas of this world really can't.

"Look, coachman. We evened out, you just made a joke on me, and now I'm making a joke on you, it's as simple as that. The boy quickly tossed him two silver coins and said, "Coachman, you won't see me next time, not because I was eaten by zombies, but because I have gone to another world." ”

Owner: "......"

In this way, after giving the owner two silver coins, the boy immediately sent him away. The owner of the car saw that he couldn't persuade him, and he no longer insisted...... Leaving with a scolding spell, if the boy hears it, maybe it will be terrible.

The teenager did not hear the owner's abuse. At this moment, he was standing outside the town in a daze, looking at the two ancient trees next to the only path into the town, the cross next to the ancient tree to be precise, in a daze.

There was a blur in front of me, and the unbearable memory was about to move. Once...... So many years. Why is it still so vulnerable?

What's wrong with me? The boy couldn't help but shudder.

So many years. Why is he so vulnerable? A mysterious sadness took over his heart. Wandering, the midday sun shone into his eyes, brilliant and dazzling. At that moment, he burst into tears, as if he had seen the first moment......

His pain does not come from Him, but from the God whom He devours...... The god had been crucified, and the boy inadvertently triggered such feelings that the emotions of the devoured were transferred to him.

He forcibly dragged his spirit back to the scene in front of him, and indifferently wiped away his tears. He smiled. This kind of thing has happened too much, and he has been touched by various reasons countless times, but every time the feelings do not belong to him, they all come from those people or gods who are devoured by him.

Fortunately, this emotion will slowly disappear, otherwise he would not have become a sentimental teenager.

The boy walked towards the cross and looked at the nailed corpse, which had been weathered. If it were an ordinary person, even after careful observation, I am afraid that he would not be able to distinguish the gender, but he is a demon, a mysterious traveler. In general stories, people who are full of mystery are always powerful, aren't they?

Through observation, the teenager determined that the first body was a woman and the second was a man, and he found that the internal organs of both bodies were missing.

And most importantly...... They didn't die for long? Probably only ...... For two or three days, the time of death of the corpse is almost the same, so to speak, at the same time. It's all about two to three days, but the boy knows that the time it takes to weatherize a corpse is far from being completed in two or three days.

Is it a change in temperature...... Or is it humidity and air?

The boy looked at the two dried corpses that had lost their internal organs with his eyes, and examined the corpses separately with his gloved hands, and made a bold guess.

Once the mind unfolds, it will be uncontrollable. The spark of imagination never ends unless it burns out, and the boy is caught up in various assumptions.

Immediately, he determined the reason why the corpse quickly weathered into a dry corpse, and he found a clue from the male corpse, a small section of the corpse of the worm, which still retains a considerable degree of elasticity. The mutilated corpse of the insect is pale blue, and the nerve fibers are clearly visible from the translucent body.

Holding the insect in his hand, the young man's purple eyes kept his eyes on it, and there were few things that he could look at for so long, and it could even be said that this insect was also a lucky, cross-generational bug, and could be watched by such a great man for so long! A bug that died without regrets...... This kind of boring thought is very interesting to him.

Purple flames erupted, and half of the worm's body burned, and finally turned to ashes.

This kind of insect that lives in countless worlds is called Ous, or different worlds have different names. They are very vigorous and adaptable, and they are also very capable of reproduction. This is a bug that is often used in alchemy, and they are a material that alchemists often have in their strange research, and many of the active metals are inseparable from them, and they have dedicated their lives to ...... A very humble but great bug.

In addition to being an important material in alchemy, they are also used to create droughts. They have the instinct to devour all water...... The two dried corpses in front of him can easily be explained, it must be that the water in the cells has been swallowed by Ous. If the water of the corpse evaporates quickly, it is easy to form a dry corpse after special treatment. Crafting such a dried corpse requires considerable knowledge of alchemy.

However, since it is a person who owns Os, it is not surprising that he will have a considerable degree of alchemy knowledge.

After a long pause beside the two crucifixed corpses, the boy finally left, praying for them before leaving. However, it is not known whether the prayers of the devil will be counterproductive.

From the owner, he learned that the town was called Catherine...... Well, he remembered that the notice board did have words written in red on it, saying that this was Catherine's hometown. It is said to be a place haunted by the undead, a place of the cursed, a place that no priest wants to go to. He hates it the most. But now it seems that this "supposedly" is not groundless.

"What does it mean to come out of nowhere?" he muttered, and what is it? There are so many mixed things in the chaotic memory, are they all derived from devouring? according to the style of the word...... It's an Oriental type of word, at least not an Assyrian word.

But now was not the time to think about such things, he looked at the empty houses around him and continued walking. Soon saw a terrible scene, of course it was a terrible scene for ordinary people. Rows of gallows, rows of corpses, are arranged in a special ritual style.

How can there be such time! Trouble has come, zombies have appeared! A large group of zombies, the boy looked up at the sky, and sure enough, the sky was surrounded by a thick layer of fog, completely blocking out the sunlight.

"Oh no! If I tell them, I'm just passing by...... Will you let me go, very stupid idea. "Look at those zombies who won't even pick up their own eyeballs, anyone with a normal IQ should know how stupid this idea is.

"Okay, you guys...... I'm in big trouble!" The boy was interrupted by three or five zombies who pounced on him, and the boy lifted his robe, revealing the sword he had bought from the blacksmith's shop, and threw the sword into the air, then left and jumped into the air, quickly drawing the sword, and in the process of drawing the sword, the scabbard was also flicked away.

The ejected scabbard was as piercing as an arrow from a heavy bow, piercing through a straight line, piercing six zombies in a row, during which the boy swung his knife and slashed all the three or five zombies closest to him in half. At this time, he didn't forget to finish the second half of the sentence.

After he enters the zombie group, often with a sword flash, a large number of zombies will be dismembered into various completely different pieces in an instant...... Debris flew everywhere.

In a matter of seconds, the battle was one-sided, and the boy thought to himself: "These zombies are really the most vulnerable...... Even my demonic body, which I have deliberately become very fragile, can't resist it. ”

Now he doesn't even reveal a billionth of his power.