The flames of war shone brightly, and Diokuz's feet were full of corpses. Blood had stained the earth red, and the army had encased Diokuz in it.

In the army, there are dragons, orcs, and elves.

There was a kind of anger on their faces, and the weapons in their hands were all aimed at Diokuz in the center. Even the people of the Golden Clan have all been dragonized.

Diokuz stood in the center and looked around, zombies to be exact.

His face was full of hatred, as if he hated the whole Shijie.

No one understands who exactly he hated and what he hated. Even he doesn't know, the only thing he knows is: he hates all races on this shijie!

Maybe too long for him to forget that weishenme hates everyone; Maybe there's no reason at all.

But he just hates.

It's unreasonable, it's inexplicable.

If it was someone else, he would naturally ignore it, but he was a zombie, an almost invincible existence. He hated, hated inexplicably.

Standing in the very center of the battlefield, he opened his mouth and howled. His voice pierced through the sky, horrific and murderous.

The army was drenched in a cold sweat when they heard his roar.

Those who participated in the war found that zombies were a disaster, just like a natural disaster.

It's not an exaggeration to call it a 'demon king'.

At this time, a young girl walked out of the army. Her hair was long and flowing, and her armor was like dragon scales. At the same time, behind her, in that clearing. A huge dragon descended from the sky and stood firmly behind the girl.

At this moment, the earth trembled, and the momentum of both sides reached a critical point.

The Great War is on the verge of breaking out.

But who would have expected that after the zombie saw the girl, the whole person fell into a stupor.

He howled in disbelief:

"Freya!! weishenme is you!! ”

His voice was struggling. With hoarseness. He didn't think of it. The person closest to him will actually fight against him in this battle.

Freya stood in the wind with her long hair fluttering. Her face was sad and sad. She gazed at the zombie affectionately, her eyes full of complicated looks, like sadness, like pain, like crying.

She sadly whispered the name of the zombie:

"Dior, I'm here to kill you."

Tears rolled down her cheeks, and she stood in front of the zombie unwilling to think about the end. That's so sad. It's too cruel, it's too cruel for yourself, it's too cruel for zombies.

Love and kill each other.

She stood on the ground covered with corpses, and the scene of hell made her grief even more.

The sorrow of the battlefield is so much that it makes people tremble and chill.

“weishenme！ weishenme is you!! ”

The zombie was furious, waving his hands and roaring excitedly, his eyes filled with grief and hatred. Surprised, heartbroken, and sad by Freya's appearance.

It's like the moment when a ball is punctured by a needle, it's terrifying. The feeling of brokenness was repeatedly stimulated in the zombie's heart.

And this time. The dragon standing behind Freya stared at the zombie and spoke:

"Freya. Are you ready? It's not an exaggeration to call it a 'demon king'. ”

Hearing this, Freya laughed, and laughed miserably, as if she was laughing at her own stupidity. After a moment, she nodded lightly and stared at the zombie with determination:

"I know zombies better than anyone else, and I ...... better than anyone else Love him. But if I don't fight...... I'm the strongest of the Golden Family! I'm sorry for the 20 million lives that died! ”

She cried and cried, tears streaming from her tears. Her misguided gaze had barely made her see the zombie's face, the familiar one.

Freya's resoluteness stunned the zombies, and the whole person stood in place like a thunderbolt from the sky. He looked at her in despair, at Freya, who was about to fight him.

The zombie fell silent and closed its eyes in grief. The pain in his heart was like a knife, and the whole person froze in place.

After silence, the zombie opened its eyes. Staring at Freya with blood-red eyes, he was in pain at this moment.

But no one thought that although he was sad and ecstatic!

"Hehehe...... haha...... Finally...... Finally, no one could stop me anymore. ”

His laughter was cruel, like a precursor to collapse. He has no way back, and he is dead!

Nature has to die brilliantly and perfectly.

Although he is evil, the wicked also have the aesthetics of the wicked!

The zombie half-raised his hands and smiled at the sky:

"Come on, Freya. Let me kill you, and then destroy this filthy shijie. Return everything to 'Void Creation'! ”

Ahh......h

Wild laughter, murderous intent, flesh.

All three in one, the zombies are already crazy, and no one can stop him, not even Gaia!

After that, the battle began.

The zombies and Freya are entangled, and the range of the battle spreads from ten meters to 100 meters, kilometers, and even ...... 10,000 meters!

Bang! Bang!

Bang knock!

Countless places exploded without warning, the impact of zombies and Freya's battle.

The army panicked, and this level of combat is simply not something that ordinary soldiers can participate in.

So, the army withdrew. Leaving behind only the strongest races and dragons, they are constantly dodging the flames of zombies and Freya. At the same time, take advantage of the opportunity to sneak attack.

The battle spread in an instant, exploding in all directions. The evacuated servicemen could only feel the tremor of the earth, the deafening impact.

The whole battlefield is like a meat grinder, full of blood like rotten meat.

No one guessed that Freya's goal was not to kill zombies. Not only that, but quite the opposite!

She wants to be killed by zombies, and then use her own death to awaken the zombies' hearts.

However, there are times when the sky is unpredictable.

And this unexpected thing is: zombies are in the lore...... The attack stopped.

The zombie underestimated his heart for Freya, underestimating the strength of the heart, and he couldn't do it.

At this moment, the zombie pinched Freya's neck, feeling the strength of her whole body disappear, and the whole person stayed in place. He looked at Freya and kept her head down, not letting her see his expression.

But the tears that fell betrayed him. He cried, he wanted to stop, he wanted to live happily ever after with Freya.

He misses the old life, the sweet life.

Freya's sweet smile, happy expression, and happy look are all his treasures. But...... There is no way back for zombies.

The only thing he could do was to cry and plead with all his strength to Freya in front of him:

Freya ...... Help me. I don't want to...... Killing again...... Help me!. ”

His words were like a crying child, a helpless child who was lost. Stand still and cry, hoping that one person will save you.

The zombie's words touched Freya.

At this moment, she suddenly stretched out her hands and wanted to hug him. But the scene in front of me was: zombies being torn apart.

"Dior !!"

In this way, the four strongest races took the limbs of the zombies. Then they fled in all directions, knowing that even if the limbs were separated, the zombies would get up.

Not surprisingly, after the zombie loses its limbs, the gushing blood comes into contact with the corpse, and in the blink of an eye, the corpse's limbs fly onto the zombie's body and become new limbs.

And Freya in front of her hugged the zombie and cried:

"Dior, Dior!! Ahh......h

Afterwards...... Memories disappear like burned scrolls.

Diokuz snapped back from his memory and looked around in confusion. I found that there was no one around, and when I looked at the time, I realized that it was already noon.

With a sigh of emotion, Diokuz sighed emotionally, got up from his seat, and walked outside.

Walking down the corridor of the corridor, Diocuz pondered:

As I can see from my memory, the zombies didn't do it voluntarily. Instead, they were forced, but there is no clue at all as to who the zombies were forced.

The only thing I cared about was the word 'Void Creation'. There is always something that is definitely not as simple as it seems, like a sign of something.

Diocuz pondered that there were too many doubts about the zombie's memory.

Weishenme zombies hate all races so much, weishenme zombies will beg Freya in Zuihou, what the hell makes zombies cry for help when they are in Zuihou.

Too many suspicions point to a clue: there is a black hand behind the zombies that is manipulating it all.

And that person is very scary, so terrifying that even the zombie doesn't know who he is, or that he knows but because it's too dangerous, the body automatically closes that memory.

"Hey, there are too many doubts." (To be continued......)