There doesn't seem to be much suspense about using Twilight's Blade against the Corpse King. In the concept of High Diving, the Corpse King is dead from the moment Twilight pulls it out.

However, the corpse king not only looked like a human, but even his mind seemed to have rudimentary wisdom. The moment High Diver draws the Twilight Blade, the Corpse King begins to retreat rapidly, leaving Eve's grave behind and quickly retreating into the depths of the cemetery. It was dimly lit, black fog was surging, and it looked like another world.

Gao Qian sneered slightly. The knives are all pulled out, can you still run away?

He kicks away the cross-legged sticks that stand in his way and walks slowly towards Twilight. The cemetery is such a big place, he is not in a hurry.

The Corpse King stopped in the center of the cemetery, where the tomb was badly destroyed, and in the twilight of the twilight, the bones could be seen in the phosphorous fire. The cemetery, which had previously looked like a little rout, was only revealed in the twilight. Almost all the graves were dug open. Some of the graves have been completely emptied, and in others, the remains of coffins can be seen, and bones and burial ornaments are scattered everywhere. There is a place where I don't know what kind of monster it is, and where a hill is made out of human skulls. On the tip of the hill, there is a pair of crossed wooden sticks, which looks really ironic.

The Corpse King stopped in the center of the cemetery and turned to stare at the high dive, his tongue more than a foot long dragging out of his mouth, writhing like a snake. Then he puffed up his chest and began to roar. With his roar, the sound of clicking came from behind the uneven tomb, and then small monsters half a meter tall appeared in the sight of the high diver.

Dozens, maybe nearly a hundred. The ugly, dwarf monster looks like a half-finished product of the original long-armed zombie. The oval head has a large slit in the middle and no eyes. His body was uneven and dripping with disgusting slime, as if he had just climbed out of some pool.

They all had disproportionately large arms, and their claws were hanging on the ground at the moment, although they were not yet fully formed, but the three blade-like fingers at the end of the long arms were already shining with cold light. Their kneecaps seemed to grow backwards, bulging backwards, and each step raised their feet strangely high, swaying when they landed.

However, even this group of half-finished products, which looked like unfinished products, clattered and stepped on the broken ice and frozen ground to surround the high dive.

Gao Qian frowned. Such a thing, if it is one or two, the high dive may not even bother to use the knife, and directly kick it to pieces. However, with so many dense appearances, the high dive also felt a little tricky. The feeling of nausea from the smell of the monsters just now still makes him sick to his stomach.

Gao Qian began to consider whether to withdraw, and as for Eve buried in the grave, let her play by herself.

However, at this moment, the Corpse King began to charge with heavy steps. It was like a chariot, rampage through the little ghouls. Some of the little ghouls blocking its path couldn't dodge and were crushed by the corpse king's foot, while others were grabbed by it casually and clicked into their mouths.

"That's enough. High Diver snorted in disgust, "That's it." He jumped up and slammed into the Corpse King's charge, and he wanted to solve the problem with a single sword.

The target of the high dive is the head of the corpse king, cut off its head, and the corpse king will be solved, so that the scarlet tongue of the corpse king is like a sharp sword, facing the high dive and stabbing straight towards the face of the high dive. Gao Qian's estimate was that even if he felt it, he might not be able to resist the full force of the Corpse King's blow, so he chose to dodge slightly sideways in mid-air. Who knew that the Corpse King's tongue also swirled in mid-air, like a semi-automatic tracking weapon. Gao Qian couldn't help but scold, and cut off the Corpse King's tongue with his backhand, and at the same time slammed his knee into the Corpse King's neck.

High Diving felt like he had hit a granite, and one of the Corpse King's claws had grabbed High Diver's clothes and ripped him off his neck.

Gao Qian suddenly fell from the height of the two-story building, his eyes were dazzled, and his body was thrown high again, and he caught a glimpse of a black shadow coming from the corner of his eye, and he hurriedly met it with the Twilight Blade. The collar of the neck tightened again, and the body swung in the other direction.

Gao Qian cursed. He felt like he was about to be strangled to death by a tight leather suit. The toughness of the elf's leather coat is actually damn excellent, and it has not been torn under the pull of the corpse king, but his neck is about to break.

High Diving no longer bothered with the dark shadow that attacked him, but instead dealt with the claws that were clutching his neck. Twilight's blade unleashed like lightning, spilling a foul-smelling viscous liquid, and the high dive finally freed himself. He fell to the ground and bent over retching. It's obviously unwise to use your senses to deal with ghouls, and it feels like using your tongue to taste the sewage from a sewage plant.

The high dive then discovers that he has been surrounded by baby ghouls.

The little ghouls clattered and pounced, not fast, but numerous, and one after the other. And although they are small, the blade-like fingers on those arms are not to be underestimated, and Gao Qian recognized this after picking up a few small ghouls. He had to deal with the little monsters with all his might.

At the same time, the Corpse King, who had lost half of his tongue and one arm, was devouring those little ghouls, and Gao Qian watched as the Corpse King's arms grew back and half of his tongue was missing, which didn't seem to slow down the Devouring Speed of the Corpse King at all.

"Isn't this Raippy? Gao Qian scolded, he bumped into the little ghoul in front of him with his thoughts, and rushed towards the corpse king again.

The Corpse King grabbed two small ghouls in each hand and roared at the high dive. Gao Qian heard the sound of a sharp wind behind him. He ignored it. The little ghouls are like wolves pounced, jumping up and jumping on the high-diving sense, but they seem to be equipped with an invisible wall, and they are directly bounced away one by one.

Gao Qian also arrived in front of the Corpse King, and he swung the Twilight Blade fiercely, and the Corpse King's claws also hit Gao Qian's thoughts at this time. Gao Qian felt the huge attack on Si Sense, and he felt as if his steel armor was being pinched and deformed by a large hand. The Corpse King is indeed the Corpse King, not only extremely fast, copper-skinned and iron-clad, but also infinitely powerful.

Gao Qian gritted his teeth, and the speed of the Twilight Blade in his hand increased instead of decreasing.

The moment the Twilight Blade slashed, black blood rushed into the sky, Gao Di's feet quickly kicked out, and the body of the Corpse King flew high, and suddenly exploded into a ball of blood with a sudden bang in mid-air.

Gao Qian fell to the ground and shook it, his head hurt sharply, and his thoughts shattered.

He turned around, and countless small ghouls pounced.