Chapter 142: The Feast of Thousands of Puppets

The remains of the undead stretched out ten bone fingers, like mutton fat white jade, glowing with jade luster, with wisps of blue stripes on it, these blue stripes were tangled together, conjuring up a strange and gorgeous divine text, the divine text seemed to be embedded in the bones, full of three-dimensional sense.

The tips of the ten fingers are each connected to a blue silk thread, and the end of the silk thread is divided into a hundred strands, if you look at it carefully, you can find that these silk threads are completely condensed by the purest spiritual power, which seems to be slender, but it is actually a double helix structure, I am afraid that even if the spiritual power is purer than the remains of the undead, it is difficult to destroy these spiritual silk threads.

Every spiritual thread is submerged into the brains of the zombies below, as if an invisible silk thread is manipulating the puppet, and a puppet show is about to be staged.

I saw that the index finger of the undead was slightly hooked downward, and a ghoul below crunched, and then suddenly erupted far beyond the previous extreme speed, like a Ferrari roaring out at its maximum power.

Under the high-speed collision, the body will be brought huge damage, just like the life of a supercar is always very short, when rushing to the side of the dwarf zombie, the ghoul's original body has been tattered like a sack.

The left arm bone was twisted, the lumbar vertebrae were broken, and even half of the face was cut off, this honor frightened the dwarf zombie, but fortunately, after feeling that the other party was dead, it also relaxed its vigilance.

However, at this moment, the undead skeleton smiled, and the color of killing was sharp.

The mangile, distinctly dead, suddenly moved, its jaw bone clattering like a puppet, half of its skull spinning.

It was really unexpected.

The blood claw slammed into the head, like a cold arrow from the side.

The dwarf zombie felt something, and hurriedly rolled back, even though it dodged the fatal blow, but its shoulder to the lower abdomen, but a large piece of flesh was torn off, and it was bloody, and the scarlet blood flowed out like a spring, staining the ground red.

It screamed and roared in pain, and its mental power rushed into the ghoul's head, but the ghoul remained unmoved.

[Puppet Manipulation]: Freely manipulates the soul of all souls

But this skill is not only capable of manipulating souls, but can also manipulate any creature like a puppet.

This kind of manipulation can exert a strength far beyond the creature itself, and even if the creature dies, it will not affect it, but it will reduce the strength that can be exerted.

The ghoul creaked, and the bones made a tooth-aching click. It hung its head, its hands drooped to the ground, its back slightly bowed, its feet ghostly crossed, changing its pace, and launched a ferocious attack on the dwarf zombies, the invasion like fire.

This kind of attack is not like a zombie without a brain at all, every move and style is precise and ruthless to the extreme, and it is even more with the idea of ending up together.

This made the dwarf zombies angry.

In its opinion, it is a big man, how can it fight with a little ghoul?

Immediately, there was a sharp hiss, and hundreds of zombies rushed here, jumping and pounced on the ghoul, crushing it down under the mountain of corpses, unable to move.

Hiss!

The dwarf zombie looked up and laughed wildly.

The undead could not hide their disappointment, but they were immediately calmed down.

The ten fingers move in unison, like a person wearing a black swallowtail dress, sitting in a celebrity-filled Vienna ********, performing a classical and gorgeous piano music.

"The second stage has begun, the feast of a thousand puppets !!"

Cold words spat out of his mouth, the words were clear, and the words carried an incomparable killing intent.

The bodies of 9,900 zombies shook, most of them ghouls and butchers, some of them piled on top of the broken assassins' bodies, and a burst of pale blue runes flashed through their eyes, and then they slaughtered their fellow creatures around them like beasts that had lost their minds and had only instincts.

The flesh and blood of zombies are full of rancid smell, they are also zombies, unless they are extremely vicious xenomorphs, otherwise they will not choose cannibalism even if they are hungry.

But now, they are all biting on the flesh and blood of zombies, and at the same time being devoured by other zombies, this scene makes people can't help but feel creepy, as if they have come to the hungry ghost hell in the eighteenth layer of hell, full of hungry ghosts.

Brutal, bloody, dark, tyrannical......

None of the most evil words are enough to describe the scene below.

Burst!

A controlled butcher wielded a huge bronze giant axe to cut off the three or five zombies in front of him, the blade of the axe was stained with blood, revealing blood, if in normal times, the rest of the zombies would never dare to touch its edge, but in this chaotic and bloody tragic situation, even if it was as strong as a butcher, it was also besieged by dozens of zombies, and fell to the ground in a sad way.

The ghoul's unrivaled speed loses its sharpness in the mass of corpses.

But even when outnumbered, they are fierce, cold, simple, and direct, like killers trained for decades, often capable of killing five times as many enemies.

Underneath is a flesh millstone.

Wear away the flesh and blood of zombies.

The undead skeleton laughed and said nothing.

In this short period of ten minutes, thousands of zombies died tragically, and what is even more wonderful is that there are not too many guards around the dwarf zombies.

"Now as long as the passage between it and the rest of the zombies is cut off, it must be captured alive, and then it is time to start the third phase."

The corpse of the undead said lightly, the spiritual fire reflected a brilliant color like neon, and the sonorous sound of metal friction showed great confidence, as if the dwarf zombie was already a turtle in his urn, and he could take it at his fingertips.

The young man named San'er used his hands and feet at the same time, and he didn't know whether to climb or walk, with a handful of sweat-soaked hair sticking to his forehead, which hung wet in front of his eyes, he couldn't see it really, he only felt extremely sour, but at this time, the zombies were still roaring and roaring behind, and the smashed iron door was rattling, how could he dare to waste a little time.

His legs were as heavy as lead, and his whole heart sank to the bottom.

The miserable wail of the big head before he died made him creepy to this day, like a man's back.

At this moment, he has accepted his fate, and he doesn't think about it, let alone live, as long as he can die happily.

In the haze, there seemed to be a figure in front of him, standing on the edge of the rooftop, the wind was howling, but the man was as solid as a rock, unmoved.

"Is it an evolutionary?"

San'er swelled up in his heart, he knew that the power of the evolutionary, even if he could not be saved, it would be excellent to be able to die a happy death under the other party's hands, and he still held on to a glimmer of hope, hoping that the evolutionary could save his life in the face of the human race.

"Help me! Help me!"

San'er climbed to the front and shouted for help, but when he looked up, he suddenly realized that what he thought was an evolutionary was nothing more than a skeleton.

This skeleton is obviously a human skeleton, it looks like it is made of mutton fat white jade, but it has the transparency of the top crystal, even if there are gaps in the joints of the bones, the first feeling is that there is a seamless sense of absurdity, it is like a masterpiece of the gods, a ghostly workmanship.

The bones of the whole body are densely covered with light blue mysterious silk threads, which converge into mysterious and mysterious divine texts, and when you look at them, you will be dizzy.

"Is this skeleton a treasure?"

San'er was surprised and delighted, but when he thought of the predicament at the moment, the joy just now disappeared.

What if you can become a high evolutionary now? Compared to life, all this is small.

It's better to nest in the outer city at the beginning, although you can't eat enough and don't warm up, and you have to be oppressed, but you won't die, and you also blame yourself for being greedy, as soon as you are bewitched, you will rush into the inner city with your big head, and as a result, the big head will die tragically, and you will soon go down to accompany him, but fortunately it is a full ghost, otherwise it would be really unjust.

In just a few seconds, San'er's heart turned a thousand times, and a thick look of chagrin appeared on his face.

The remains of the undead slowly turned around and looked at the ant in front of him, smiling ruefully, hoarse and ugly, metallic, and even more evil and gloomy when the night owl cried at night.

The skeleton was laughing, it was laughing.

OMG!!

Why would he laugh when he had no flesh, no skin, no blood vessels, no internal organs, and no brains?

"Spare your life!!" Although San'er was puzzled in his heart, he also understood that the strange existence in front of him was definitely not comparable to him, so he still took the opportunity to kowtow and beg for mercy, maybe he could leave a way out. He was stunned as he was now leaning against the edge of the rooftop, and could see below as soon as he stretched out his head.

Shocking, terrified.

The corpses are like mountains, the blood is flowing into the sea, the limbs and arms are broken, and the fighting is endless, a tragic picture of hell on earth.

Among them, he could vaguely distinguish that there were two sides fighting, one was a white bone skeleton stained red with blood, and the other was a vicious zombie.

The two sides are evenly matched.

But the number of white skeletons was constantly increasing, and every time the light below flashed, a skeleton jumped out of it.

Boom!

The iron door behind him was kicked and deformed, and a large number of zombies rushed out and attacked in the direction where he was.

It's a pity that he doesn't know that he is just a plague of the city gate and the fish in the pond, otherwise he will definitely curse the remains of the undead.

"Hurry up, if you want to find a way to hurry up, what should I do? What to do? What to do? ”

San'er trembled all over, the more anxious he was, the more he couldn't think of a way, if possible, he really wanted to jump to the opposite side, but unfortunately, the nearest building was also more than fifty meters away from him, not to mention that he was an ordinary person, and those agile evolutionaries couldn't jump over.

"What to do? No, you must have a way, right? ”