The lead-gray clouds full of nuclear dust, like a cloud of thick ink that cannot be dissolved, quietly hovered in the sky, filtering the sunlight outside the atmosphere, and swaying a cloudy and bleak glimmer of light that fell on this wilderness. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The breeze swirled silently, no longer with the same shrill howl as before.

The wind blew the smell of blood in the air, as if nothing had happened, and there was silence between heaven and earth.

The incessant roar of grief in the wilderness grew hoarse and stopped. Dudian hugged Helissa's body tightly, sobbing like a sad beast, with countless prayers in his heart, but looking down at the gods, he didn't seem to heed his pleas.

Slowly, he felt that he had lost even the strength to shed tears, and all the tears that flowed out, like his consciousness and soul, had hollowed out his body.

He felt a wave of vertigo, as if his soul had been stripped from his body.

Without a soul, what is left of a person?

Is there only one empty shell left?

Or is there something new that, in place of the soul, takes over the body?

Tears dried on Dudian's face, and he silently embraced her, staring at her sleeping, gentle and quiet face.

Click! Click!

Suddenly, a slight gnawing sound slowly moved Du Dian's gaze, and a trace of vitality regained in his wooden eyes, and he raised his head and looked at the source of the sound. The next moment, his face, which had tended to be numb, suddenly showed a strong change again, and his face was completely distorted with uncontrollable hatred and anger.

I saw that where there was movement, on one of Helissa's feet, at her calf, there was a head biting on it, and it was constantly gnawing, it was the head of the Black-Winged Corpse King who had been beheaded before!

"Ahh Go to hell!!! Dudian instantly pounced like crazy, grabbed the head of the Blackwinged Corpse King with both hands, pulled it off Helissa's calf, pressed it to the ground next to him, raised his fist and smashed it wildly, screaming wildly in his mouth, every punch was so full that the fingers on the fist were broken, and he was unconscious.

After continuing to hammer hundreds of times, the bones of his hands had been ruptured in a large area, and the intense pain stimulated him to gradually recover his consciousness a little, he stopped, his chest rose and fell violently, and while gasping for breath, he looked at the head of the black-winged corpse king, and suddenly found that his skull was not dented at all, but his fist was seriously damaged, and he paid a heavy price.

"Die!!" He roared, grabbed its hair, and slammed it to the ground.

After dozens of hammer smashes, he was so tired that he stopped, only to see that the dirt on the ground had been smashed into a deep pit, and the sand poured into the nostrils and mouth of the Blackwinged Corpse King, but its face was still unharmed.

Du Di was angry and sad in his heart, he was too weak, he was so weak that the other party only had one head left, and he couldn't kill it.

He pressed its head, took a deep breath, the anger in his heart slowly calmed down, and then slowly urged the energy in his body to enter the state of the primary boundary, the white bones bulged, and soon, his crippled hands slowly healed, and the broken bones rebonded and restored to their original state.

He pulled out the dagger on his leggings and turned the Blackwinged Corpse King's head upside down, and suddenly saw that the cut under its head was covered with a layer of dark red scaly cuticle.

He reached out and touched it, it was extremely tough to the touch, and the cuticle of the dark red scales was a bit like the demonized dragon scales he had seen on Helissa earlier.

He thought of the picture of it gnawing on Helissa's calf before, and at the same time remembered the trace of pain that Helissa had wrinkled her brows before she died.

But at that time, she was still in a demonized state, that is, it ate her demonized dragon scales at that time and absorbed them, which caused its wound to appear with the same scar as her demonized dragon scales.

"You...... Damn it!! Dudian's body trembled slightly, and he clenched his dagger and stabbed it into its eye socket.

With a pop, the Black-Winged Corpse King's eye socket was suddenly pierced by a dagger, and blood overflowed from his eye socket.

Despite its unusually hard skull, its eyes are weak after all, and this has nothing to do with its constitution, and the structure of the eyeballs itself is destined to be incomparable to scale armor.

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

"Don't you like to eat, eat......"

Dudian grimaced, clutching the end of the dagger, swirling in the corpse king's eye sockets as he pressed his knees against the top of its head, grabbing dirt and stones from the ground with his other hand and shoving them into its mouth.

As his dagger turned, suddenly, a high-pitched scream came out of the mouth of the Black-Winged Corpse King, extremely clear and piercing.

Dudian's eardrums were pierced by this scream, and he felt a sense of pain as if a magic sound was drilling through his brain, he gritted his teeth, stabbed the dagger into the depths of its head, and then swayed and stirred from side to side with all his might!

As he stirred, he felt that the brain tissue in its head was extremely tough, and the resistance when cutting was extremely great.

The Black-Winged Corpse King's screams suddenly stopped, and his slightly open mouth froze, completely unmoving.

"Die! Die! Dead ......" Dudian did not stop there, still desperately stirring the dagger, eager to stir it into a mess of mud, leaving not an inch of complete tissue.

Thundered~~!

Suddenly, there was a slight tremor on the ground.

Du Dian suddenly came to his senses, looked up, and saw a dark and heavy figure rushing in the distance, most of them were humanoids, different heights, and they were the corpses that had been thrown away before.

His face changed slightly, but he didn't panic, his hand quickly stirred, cutting open the muscles of the Black Winged Corpse King's face, and using his fingers to pull out its eye sockets, and suddenly pulled out a piece of cold dark black brain tissue, a bit like slag, not sticky.

He quickly smeared it on himself, as well as on the armor of Helisa next to her, and at this time, she saw that Helisa still had a waist bag tied to the silver metal belt behind her, and immediately took it off and untied it, only to see that there were many metal bottles and cans inside, including a bottle with "Hidden Corpse Powder" on it.

He quickly unscrewed the bottle, which contained some light blue powder, which he immediately sprinkled on himself and Helissa's corpses, which he had read in the books of the fortress, it was something more expensive than the powder of the walking corpses, which could greatly mask its own smell, even the higher-level walking corpses were difficult to detect, and at the same time, the powder was mixed with some tissues from the high-level walking corpses, so that ordinary walking corpses would smell it and stay away from it autonomously.

With this latent corpse powder, coupled with the brains of the Black-Winged Corpse King, Du Dian believed that he could avoid this corpse tide, and at this time, he also understood that the screams of the Black-Winged Corpse King before were not painful screams, but most likely to summon these corpse tides to come over.

Thundered~~!

With the approaching corpse tide in the distance, the tremor of the ground became bigger and bigger, but Du Di'an's movements were calm, tearing a string of cloth from his body, piercing the corpse king's other eyeball, piercing the cloth from its two eye sockets and tying it around his waist, he wanted to keep this thing, and he would be humiliated in every way in the future!

Although the corpse king was unconscious, dead, and did not know pain and insults, the hatred and anger in his heart against it would not stop there.

After tying it, he bent down to pick up Helissa on the ground and quickly ran into the distance.

Thundered~~!

The rushing corpse tide gradually slowed down, stopping at the corpse of the Blackwing Corpse King, and the corpse tide, which was originally as neat as an army, soon loosened up after it stopped, like a soldier who had lost his command, turned into a plate of loose sand, wandering separately, and did not chase towards Dudian.

After running for four or five miles, he gradually stopped, came to a pile of rubble, sat down, and gently lowered Helissa to the ground, gasping for breath, and gazing at her face with great concentration.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, he saw her eyelashes, as if they were delusional, and fluttered slightly......