"Heart mastery", if he could, he didn't want to know the name of this skill, and he didn't want to hurt innocent people.

It's a pity that it backfired, after devouring the black will, when his body felt unprecedented lightness, his spirit began to be a little abnormal, because all the emotions that appeared in his brain were called "killing", which reappeared in his mind over and over again, and he couldn't concentrate when he tried to think about other things, all of which were occupied by "killing".

The body became strange, not driven by his consciousness to move automatically, and his gaze shifted to someone who was running away, slowly reaching out his hand as if to hold something.

He gradually realized that if he left it alone, something bad would definitely happen, and wanted to stop it, but his body refused to accept his orders and continued to go his own way.

It was too late, the open hand seemed to be holding something, it felt beating, it was also a little slippery, it was still beating, he could feel the touch of disobedience coming from the empty hand, without a trace of hesitation, the open hand squeezed down hard, and an explosion of something being crushed sounded.

Unbelievable things happened, and the information of "heart grasping" appeared in my memory, and there was a sticky touch on my hand, why did my hand suddenly become stained with blood?

The man who was watching also fell to the ground at this time, the temperature was losing from his body, and he died.

Calm, still calm, why, why can he continue to remain calm, obviously someone died in front of him, but the calm mood seems to say that everything has nothing to do with him, it's just indifferent and not like a person.

Not like a person?

Trembling to raise his arm, the white maggot moved in his flesh, the bone looming on the wound was looking into his abdomen, and the crackling thing fell to the ground from it, caressing his chest, his heart was not beating......... Fear, he should have been terrified of what he saw, but he found that the fear mood was forced back to a calm mood just a second or two after it appeared, and calm could not cause a little fluctuation no matter what happened.

He finally realizes that he is no longer human. Why did he have a feeling of loss, he didn't know, he could only vaguely feel that he was once a human being, and he should be a human being.

Yes, it doesn't matter anymore, the calm mood seems to tell him so, and the calm makes people angry.

The hand was uncontrollable again, and he pulled out the evil sword that was inserted on the ground and surrounded by black mist, and took the first step in the real sense, followed by the second, third, and fourth steps, and his legs began to run, and his body was moving rapidly, and he came to a person who had escaped, and with a wave of the sword, his expression of disbelief froze, and he fell to the ground with blood, and another corpse was born.

The next scene is like a hunter with a gun chasing an escaped prey, death, or death, no one can stop this ordinary sword, hot blood spilled on the ground, his calm mood slowly turned into a sick euphoria, one skill information after another appeared in his brain, the urge to thirst for blood was stronger than ever, his reason had long been blinded by blood, he had forgotten his original intention, and let this excited body drive.

Jumping high, another sword was sent into a person's head, and the diameter ran through the entire body, which was no longer known to be the first person, and the fleeing people seemed to gradually understand a truth, they could not escape the hands of this undead.

In this case, it is better to fight, and after several people hurriedly smeared their weapons with holy water, they roared and rushed towards the undead who used people as barbecue skewers.

It was easy to do it with a single sword, and their upper and lower bodies were neatly separated, and they couldn't get close to each other.

………

Feeling like he had run a long way and exerting all his strength, Oculus, who was already too tired, fell to his knees with his legs limp on the ground, and kept breathing heavily with his arms on the ground, greedily absorbing oxygen.

Strange to say, Oculus couldn't help but rejoice in his luck when he didn't encounter those dangerous creatures along the way.

After running so far, I shouldn't be able to catch up, right?

The undead are very dependent on the monsters of the place of birth, in other words, they like to stay in places with a strong breath of death, such as graveyards or battlefields, and their combat effectiveness will be weakened to a certain extent when they leave these places, although these undead can act regardless of day and night, but they prefer the night as undead creatures to the night when the dark breath is the strongest.

Even if he has run out of the Plains of Nopine, Oculus has not yet put his mind at ease, there are exceptions to everything, it is better to be cautious, it is already completely dark, and the moon can be seen.

It's not the terrifying Plains of Nopine, but the night in the wild is still dangerous, and Oculus knows that he needs to use his precious magic scroll, and a second more is a little more dangerous.

It takes a little time to open with the magic scroll, and if you stay in that place, you will definitely be killed by the undead who catch up, so running so far that it will take a certain amount of time even to catch up, but it is more than enough.

"Woo~!"

Oculus, who had just missed the spell to open the magic scroll, heard the wolf's howl, and felt a little bad in his heart, and sure enough, a pair of green eyes appeared in the darkness.

Nether giant wolf pack, hmph, luck is really bad, the corners of Oculus's indifferent face and mouth rose slightly, his strength does not have to be afraid of these beasts, it just takes some unnecessary time.

Just as the battle was about to break out, the wolves suddenly became panicked, as if they were afraid of something, and kept wailing, and under the call of one of the largest giant wolves, they fled one after another, leaving only the unknown Oculus on the empty plain.

"What's wrong? Could it be that a natural predator is approaching? ”

Before he could finish speaking, there was a biting cold in his back, and Oculus's face changed, and the shadow of the moonlight appeared on the ground, and it was obvious that the shadow of a person was standing behind him, holding a sword aloft and intending to cut it down.

In the moment of life and death, Oculus reacted quickly, quickly pulled out the sword at his waist, and turned to block.

The sound of metal clashing erupted, and Oculus, who gritted his teeth, was swept away by the huge force and the sword, and rolled on the ground for a long distance before stopping, but his head was already bleeding.

The undead wrapped in black mist in the moonlight watched him quietly, the red-dyed dark sword still dripping blood, and the end was already obvious.

"Why?! Why can't you just let me go!! ”

Okulus is unwilling, he is very unwilling, the ups and downs of life make him unacceptable, obviously he is still so close to escaping, he still has a lot of hidden money that has not been spent, he has not enjoyed life to the fullest, he can't, he can't die like this, he wants to live, anyone who stands in his way, all die!

Picking up his sword, the red-eyed Oculus stood up, didn't say much nonsense, and rushed towards the opponent who could not win with hatred.

"Die! Damn the undead!! ”

The undead raised the sword in his hand, did not use flashy moves, or it may not be that he did not want to use it, it was so simple that it could not be simply chopped, as if it was splitting wood, and it was divided into two halves with the sound of being broken.