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The walking corpse that had just been resurrected swooped towards Zhang Luo from all directions. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 From humans to demons, to the fallen Valkyrie Valkyrie under the god of war Tyr, there are all kinds of guys.

Unlike when they were alive, these gray-skinned dead have completely lost their glory as "warriors", and have become loyal dogs who obey any orders of the Angel of Death, Marcel.

They can't speak, they can't think, they just launch a frantic attack on their master's enemies!

“……”

Facing the oncoming Necromantic Legion, Zhang Luo knew that he would be torn to pieces in a second, but he didn't open the spatial shield to defend as usual, but suddenly took out a short sword made of dark metal, and then closed his eyes.

At that moment, the time around him seemed to be frozen, and the infinitely elongated consciousness caused all the walking corpses around him to freeze in place. Then, Zhang Luo, who closed his eyes tightly, saw a long-haired figure wearing a kimono, gently waving the sword in his hand and saying gentle words:

-- You've seen the real "death."

-- There is death in everything, even if it has already died once.

"Ha, thanks for the reminder."

Recalling the dialogue between himself and the woman who was suspected to be a two-ritual spiritual exchange, Zhang Luo laughed and raised the pitch-black short sword to his chest.

I once thought it was a dark metal from an alien planet, but it is actually the legendary "Sand of Time" that can control time, and this material can be used to isolate everything, and even has the function of absorbing gods. It is not because of its hardness, but because of its own characteristics:

Those gods are not actually absorbed, but reduced to a state of "non-existence", and if this "dark metal" is heated to more than 1,000 degrees, those reduced gods and demons will reappear in this world.

However, this time, what Zhang Luo needed was not the magical "absorption ability" of Time Sand, but simply needed a sharp weapon.

It doesn't matter what material that weapon is made of. Even an ordinary dagger has the power to kill the undead in his hands, because-

When Zhang Luo opened his eyes again, a strange blue-purple circle of light had appeared in his pupils, like a camera lens reflecting light.

Then he saw the "death" on the walking corpses.

"Hah, it's like playing a game with a cheat."

In the state of opening the "Eye of Direct Death", Zhang Luo did not need to find the enemy's weaknesses on his own as usual. Just use a short knife to draw along the red line on the walking corpse, and completely end those poor creatures who have just been resurrected!

Crash!

Time passed again—in fact, only a moment, and the hundreds of walking corpses around him crumbled like chopped turnips, reduced to inhumanoid corpses, and could never stand up again.

“……”

Seeing this unbelievable sight, Maseil didn't say anything, but instantly appeared behind Zhang Luo, swinging a scimitar and stabbing him in the back of the neck.

As if predicting the movements of the Angel of Death, Zhang Luo didn't look back, but his right hand suddenly moved to the back of his head, and he used the short sword forged by the sand of time to block the fatal blow.

Clang!

With just one blow, the battle had come to an end, Zhang Luo put away his short sword and looked back, only to see that the dark figure standing behind him was rapidly turning into ashes and dissipating into the turbid air above the desert.

Even the Angel of Death cannot defend against true "death".

Just as Zhang Luo was about to turn to leave, a green light lit up from where Marcel had disappeared, attracting his attention.

"Damn, dropped your equipment? What game am I playing? ”

Zhang Luo muttered as he walked towards the green light, stretched out his right hand to try to hold the thing, when the palm of his hand touched the light, he didn't touch anything, but a cruel energy was injected into his body from it, making his eyes light up red again.

Zhang Luo didn't wonder for too long, and then he found that the power of the demon god in his body had changed again, and he, who had only absorbed the power of Diablo and Dureel, gained new power:

Raising his right hand carelessly, a dark flame burst out from his palm. He immediately realized that Marsear, like himself, should have sealed the power of the demon god in his body, and after the death of that guy, the power of the demon god in his body was naturally absorbed by himself as a "soul stone".

"Ha, maybe I can really become the so-called 'Demon God'." Zhang Luo laughed.

It is said that as long as the seven demon kings from the Burning Hell merge into one, the "Demon God" will be born, but Zhang Luo doesn't care much about this kind of problem at the moment, and he has more important things to do after solving the stalker.

Extinguishing the blazing demonic fire in his hand and suppressing the demonic power in his body, Zhang Luo opened a portal and prepared to go alone to the icy and snowy land on the other side of the earth.

- It's time to go to the South Pole and have a showdown with the "conquerors".

Before he could enter the portal, a line of large red letters appeared in front of him:

"The base is under attack."

"Who?" Zhang Luo immediately asked.

"The executioners have discovered the location of the base, we suspect that there are traitors in the organization, and Fran Jr. cannot be contacted at this time. Come back and help if you can. Lucas sent a reply.

Although Lucas and the energy body are also super powerful beings, it is indeed reluctant to rely on the two of them and the other members of the research society to fight against the army of executioners.

Thinking of this, Zhang Luo immediately destroyed the portal to the South Pole, and opened an "unstable portal" leading to the direction of the dense forest on the west side of the base, and said, "I will attack them from behind." ”

For him, it is more important than "saving humanity" to rescue the base of the Strange Tales Research Society. Moreover, the men in the executioners' camp who were always pointing fingers at them, and even planning to execute Frankenstein on the spot in the meeting, had already made Zhang Luo very unhappy.

Now, the opportunity for revenge has finally arrived.

Thinking of this, Zhang Luo picked the corners of his mouth, revealing a strange smile, and the whole person disappeared from the sand in an instant, entering the snow-capped Siberian taiga.

A whimpering cold wind blew from all directions, cutting his skin like a blade, and the seemingly unstable portal went wrong again, and although he had arrived in Siberia, he appeared twenty kilometers away from his intended location. From this distance, it is not visible at all what is happening at the base of OKB-3.

"Can't Frankenstein make this thing reliable?" He complained casually.

Before he finished speaking, his body suddenly shook, and the fear brought by the ghost's premonition instantly flowed through his body.

Before he could turn back, a frozen pale palm had already swung down at the back of his head. (To be continued.) )