Chapter 51: The Witcher and the Pitchon

"Isn't it just a mass grave, what's there to be afraid of." Yang Buwei patted his chest, he put on a confident look, he waved the mountain knife all the way to chop the bushes on the road that had been scorched by the fire.

At that moment, a hand suddenly reached out of the earth, and it grabbed the ankle of one of the survivors.

"Ah, help me!" The ruffian-faced survivor stabbed the black hand that grabbed his ankle with a pitchfork, but before he could lift the pitchfork and insert it, the black hand violently dragged his entire body to the ground.

"Help me!"

The survivors were still crying.

"Help me!"

Half of the survivor's body sank into the ground.

"Save—"

The survivor only showed one hand. Soon, the hand was also engulfed in the dirt on the surface.

The whole process takes less than five seconds from the beginning to the end.

Just after the last scream, the entire ground closed again, as if nothing had changed around it. There was not even a crack in the ground that had been closed.

A living person, just gone.

The second survivor was dragged underground by a ghoul and died.

The sudden death of a teammate lifted the mood of the entire team.

A black raven hovered overhead.

"Quack!" The crow crowed, and its voice reached everyone's ears, making them feel that its cry seemed to have a hint of schadenfreude.

There were three people left in the team, Yang Buwei, Fei Yao, and another survivor.

"I don't know what his name is yet......" Yang Buwei muttered to himself dumbfounded as he looked at the place where his teammates had disappeared.

Fei Yaowan clenched the evil eye knife in his hand, and he was the first to react when his teammates around him were caught by the ghouls hiding underground. But for some reason, Fei Yao's greed didn't save him.

At this time, Yang Buwei suddenly reacted.

"Why didn't you save him?" Yang Buwei pointed to the survivor closest to his teammates who were dragged underground.

According to the time, it was completely too late to save this person.

"I, I'm ......" The survivor was asked, but he quickly blushed, pointed at Yang Buwei's nose and scolded: "You are the captain of our team, why don't you go!" ”

As soon as he said this, Yang Buwei was not happy. "You're closest to him, if you don't go, who's going to go!?"

The survivor, who always reacted a beat slower than others, found that Yang Buwei tried to put the blame for his teammate's death on him, and his IQ immediately went online.

"It's about Lao Tzu! You can save him too! You didn't save him! I think you're cowardly! ”

"What did you say!" Yang Buwei's eyes widened.

"That's what happened!"

"Say it again!"

"I...!! …!! ……”

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After a heated argument, the two sides reached a unanimous opinion. It's all to blame for the dead teammate himself!

"If you walk without looking at the road, you deserve to be dragged into the ground by zombies."

"That's right!"

The survivor chimed in excitedly.

After Gray left, no one would want to carry the pot, which they pressed on a dead man, and the dead man would not speak, nor would he lie to the corpse and curse at them.

Although one person died, this incident did not shake the team's willpower. Although the hearts of the three of them have already retreated, they want to return to Heishui Village as soon as possible.

But the bold words that Yang Buwei put before setting off blocked their retreat.

They are all face-saving people, and each of them expects his teammates to shout to give up first, and then take the moral high ground to criticize him fiercely.

In this case, all three of them were cheeky and continued to walk forward.

Before they could take three steps, a zombie emerged from the ground in broad daylight.

The zombie was the survivor who had just been dragged underground, and his body was intact, except for two spots of blood on his neck that had been bitten through by sharp teeth.

His pale face still retains the despair and anger of his life, he is desperate that he actually died in the depths of the earth, and he is angry that this group of mentally handicapped teammates did not save him.

"Mom! What a deceit! The survivor with the pitchfork in his hand was so frightened that he closed his eyes and waved the pitchfork in his hand in fear. I shouldn't have scolded you, don't bite me! ”

Survivors who have become ghouls have no intelligence and are not aggressive.

He's just been transformed into a ghoul. Standing quietly in front of the three of them,

Although the residual expression on his face made him look like a living person, he was actually just a dull puppet now. It would take a day for him to absorb enough corpse qi from the mass grave before he could gain aggressiveness towards people.

"If you're dead, you're dead, what's the spirit!" Seeing that the zombie did not move, Yang Buwei took a sip. He raised the mountain knife with trembling hands, and after a loud roar, he directly chopped off the zombie's head with the knife, and the latter's head rolled down to Yang Buwei's feet.

Although the zombie was turned into a teammate this time, its death again allowed the three of them to regain their confidence.

"Zombies, that's all!"

Unbeknownst to the crowd, they were killing a zombie who had "hung up", and so far, they had actually been ignorant of the cruelty of the Trials Space.

At this time, Fei Yaoyu also stepped forward and gave a morale boost to the two people around him.

"As long as we are on the right track and implement it strongly, our mission can be achieved. As long as we grasp these two points, no matter what difficulties there are, we can mobilize the strength of the team to overcome them.

After climbing over a hill, a corpse demon appeared in front of everyone.

The corpse demon was in a very sluggish state, and he was not at all like he was last night. It was as if all his energy had been drained, and he stood there dumbfounded, his eyes blank.

He stared blankly in the direction of Blackwater, as if something was attracting him.

This corpse demon did not react to the arrival of everyone, and seemed to be harmless to humans and animals.

With a pitchfork in his hand, the survivor found an angle, aimed it at the corpse's back, and stabbed it hard.

"This is the corpse demon, eat Lao Tzu's fork! Lao Tzu is going to hunt demons today! ”

With all his strength, the survivor struck the sharp pitchfork forward, and the sharp pitchfork stabbed straight into the heart from the back of the corpse.

The corpse demon's invulnerable body was easily pierced by the pitchfork.

The corpse demon fell to the ground with a pitchfork behind his back.

"Hahaha! I'm a witcher! The survivor shouted excitedly.

His excited shouting didn't last for two seconds before it stopped abruptly. Intense pain traveled from his chest to his brain.

The survivor looked down, and he saw that the pitchfork he had just used had actually run through his chest from his back.

The corpse demon seemed to regain some consciousness, he stood up, his hand holding the pitchfork, he did not die, but pulled out the pitchfork behind his back, and quickly gave the other party a counterattack, in turn stabbing the self-proclaimed "witcher" survivor to death.

Warm blood splattered from his chest, and the survivor lay on the ground, his mind fading. He didn't have a chance to think about why a corpse demon with no intelligence would use a weapon.

"He wants to run! Repair the knife! The survivor heard Yang Buwei's voice in a daze, and his consciousness gradually sank into the dark abyss.

The third survivor was killed by a pitchfork.

Roar –

The corpse demon opened his mouth, and blood was spilling from his chest, heart, and lungs. Although he is a corpse demon, his blood still strangely retains a trace of temperature.

The corpse demon threw down the pitchfork, hugged his chest, and stumbled towards Blackwater Village.

He used his body to carry a knife slash from Yang Buwei, and his entire right hand was cut off by Yang Buwei's knife.

Although the corpse demon's right hand was cut off and his heart was pierced, the corpse demon's speed did not decrease, and he was about to escape from the siege of Yang Buwei and Fei Yao.

"Fei Yao is greedy, kill it quickly, don't let it run!" Yang Buwei's eyes widened.

Fei Yaoyu took a deep breath, and he vigorously waved the evil eye knife in his hand, shouting, "Feel my shooting favoritism!" Give me all the corpses to die! ”

The Slanted Eye Knife deals additional damage when dealing with filth. However, when Fei Yaowan slashed out the Evil Eye Knife and slashed at the corpse demon's neck, there was a very obvious sense of sluggishness from the handle of the Evil Eye Knife, which obviously did not exert the special effect that it had against filthy things.

Aside from the special effects of the Evil Eye Knife, it is also an extremely sharp weapon in its own right.

The corpse's neck was cut off, and his head drooped from his neck. He stumbled a few steps before falling to the ground, seemingly having lost the strength to escape.

"Not dead?" Yang Buwei saw the corpse demon's right arm move, and he picked up the mountain knife and continued to slash.

The corpse demon's fingers that had been chopped into several pieces still moved a few times, but he still didn't die.

"Not dead yet!"

Chop into meat sauce and see if you can live! Yang Buwei said with relief. He continued to pick up the mountain knife and slash down with no fate.

By the time Yang Buwei stopped attacking, the corpse demon under his feet had turned into a puddle of minced meat. The corpse demon is too dead to die.

"Our mission should be accomplished now." Yang Buwei wiped the sweat from his head, and he looked at Fei Yao.

Fei Yao shook his head, he was a newcomer to the trial space like Yang Buwei, and he didn't know how they would go back after completing the trial space task.

After completing the mission, will the survivors be immediately teleported to the real space by the trial space, or will they wait a while before returning? For those of them who are newbies, this is still unknown.

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What is Purification? What's good and what's bad?

The survivor who figured out this problem is now only Zhang Xiang.

In Heishui Village, Zhang Xiang's eyes widened, and he finally figured out the trap arranged for them by this trial space.

"Corpse demons can't be killed! The task of purifying the mass grave given to us by this trial space is completely misleading to us! Zhang Xiang stood up excitedly.

"Brother Gray, you must accompany me to a mass grave to stop those people!"