How many years is this?

Immortality, a condition that prevents people from dying, resurrects people from a campfire after death. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info sounds like a good thing, but every death is accompanied by a gradual loss of reason and humanity. Eventually, the undead will become a completely irrational walking corpse, which we call a living corpse. In order to suppress this disease, all the undead were arrested and sent to the prison of the Immortal Hospital in the north, where they were imprisoned forever. And I'm one of those people here.

Reluctantly standing up and wandering around the cell less than two people wide, I knew it didn't make much sense, I was just here to make sure I could still move on my own consciousness, and to remind myself that I was still a "living dead", at least for now.

"Rua, Rua......" There was another meaningless roar from the cell next door, since I came here, the next door has been like a walking corpse, and now he is afraid that he can't hold on to becoming a living corpse in the true sense of the word......

Stretching out my right hand, the skinless shriveled and carrion-like appearance reminded me that it would not be long before I would know only the roar or the hollow decay like the one next door...... Obviously, I was so happy to find out that I didn't die at the beginning, but now I am only left with pain and a dark future.

The sound ......of a "thump" of a heavy object hitting the ground brought me back to reality, and a darkness covered my body, a man in knight's armor blocking out the sunlight over my head.

......He left without saying anything, and I didn't have time to ask anything. Looking at the weight he threw down, it turned out to be a corpse? And the one around the waist is ...... Cell keys!

I excitedly picked up the string of rusty keys, although I did not know the knight's intentions, but at this moment it gave me the last hope, gave me a hope that I would not be rotten in this never-ending cell. Anyway, I'm getting out of here.

Maybe it was the instinct to survive, or maybe it was the reluctance in my heart, I picked up the set of keys and opened the cell door without hesitation, ignoring the walking corpses on the road who only knew how to moan and wander, my feet seemed to be stepping on the wind, and my body seemed to fly towards the exit with the running. I'm getting out of here, out of this damn place!

Crawling out of the gloomy sewers, I saw a campfire with a rusty sword in it, and somehow, instinctively driven me to stretch out my arm to the campfire. Itchy, as if something was coming out, the campfire was lit right in front of my arm, and looking at the dancing flames, a feeling of exhaustion gradually spread through my body.

"Whew~~~" exhaled a breath of turbidity, the gate of the immortal courtyard was in front of me, as long as I pushed open the door and walked through the courtyard, I could leave. It's not the time to slack off, rest or something, there's always a chance after escaping here, so let me get out of this hellish place now.

No longer hesitate, push open the courtyard gate, and freedom is ahead......

"Roar!" I had just walked into the courtyard when a deafening roar interrupted me. As the weight fell to the ground, the clay pots scattered around the courtyard immediately became scattered, and the huge weight shook the ground and even made it impossible for me to stand still. When I came to my senses, I realized that it was a huge monster that was three people tall, with its terrifying fangs and distorted face, huge belly and rotten wings on its back, and a huge rod in its hand that was larger than my body, all of which told me that it was a demon!? Why is it here? Is it to guard the undead here and smash all the undead who intend to leave into meat sauce? Unexpectedly...... Is this an attempt to dash my last hope......

No, this guy is obviously an existence that I can't fight against right now, I can't face it here and wait for death!

Cold sweat kept sliding down my rotten body, but as an immortal, I didn't feel anything, although I don't know why my body is still sweating, but I can't think so much about this moment of life and death! The monster has slammed its mallet into me, and I must dodge him and escape from this dangerous place!

"Poof!" Just smashed the ground, there was already a pit on the ground, and this mallet alone had the weight of a boulder, and if it was hit, it would be half crippled if it didn't die. Don't hesitate, its slow movements due to its size are the last chance to survive, the broken hilt in its hand won't help much, but I can avoid it and leave through the gate! As long as you can get out......

"Damn!" Screaming out the anger and despair in my broken throat, damn it, it won't go that way, the door is locked! And I have no way out now, the demon behind me has ......

Hmm, the familiar light in front of me...... Ah, so I was resurrected from the campfire I just lit...... Hahaha, do I want to thank this immortal curse? Oh, it seems that there is some lack of rationality, and if it continues like this, it will soon become a wandering living corpse...... No, since I'm immortal, what else is there to be afraid of? It's worth dying multiple times than being a living corpse, and I'm going to find a way to defeat it and get out of here!

That's it...... I also don't know how many times I died, I don't know how many times I fought. But the belief of fleeing made me pick up the broken hilt in my hand again and again, and rush again and again at the seemingly invincible demon...... How much damage can I do to it? Or am I just doing useless work? None of this matters anymore, because defeating it has become a belief in my heart, as long as I can stand up in the campfire, as long as I can continue to move forward, I will not give up, and the immortal will never give up faith!

"Roar!" With a roar of pain, the demon was finally freed after hundreds of battles with me...... The battle was arguably the longest since it began, and I became familiar with how it fought, so to speak, after fighting it a dozen or hundreds of times. Every time it slammed, every time it charged, every time it tried to rely on its terrifying weight to crush me into meat sauce, I saw through it in this long battle! I don't have the strength, but I'm dexterous enough! Victory belongs to the undead! (At this moment, the protagonist's mind has been completely assimilated by the undead)

The demon has dissipated into a speck of soul dust, leaving only its relics, and maybe, this is a test for the undead who want to leave...... Although it is very powerful, it is just a creature without a mind after all, as long as there is enough faith, nothing is invincible!

Excitedly reaching for the relic that represented the soul enveloping, I received the demon's ...... Human nature...... And its Demon Hammer...... No keys......

"Ahhhh The courtyard echoed with my painful howl, what was the purpose of all these hundreds of torments, this painful experience for freedom? Uh, the consciousness is starting to trance, is it a precursor to the transformation of the living corpse? Hehe, it's ironic, so much effort has been wasted, so much death has been experienced, and what is in exchange for not freedom, only painful living corpses...... Hey? It was only in a moment of despair that I finally discovered the secret of the courtyard - a small door opened on the side and stood quietly, oh, the real road is here! I said, how can it be that there is no way for us to live, really, it is also a problem to be too involved in the battle.

Our protagonist is re-freed from the danger of being a living corpse because of a new hope, and it is really a mountain and a river with no way out...... Although he walked in directly because of excitement at the moment, he really didn't think about it - wouldn't he have to be entangled with that demon for so long if he ran in the first place?

The undead don't need intelligence, they need to be reckless! - BY: An undead knight who is keen on two-handed greatswords