"Jack...... Now that we've reached an agreement, you're ......"

Donald scurried to the top of the hill with his lever gun in hand, both hands ready to shoot. But since the top of the huge slope was empty, only the corpses lying quietly on the ground.

Jacob vanished.

"!"

With a curse, Donald pulled off the square scarf that covered his face, revealing his beaky beard and majestic eyebrows.

He frowned and cautiously scanned the platform, and he saw that from the mouth of the cave to his feet, there were bits and pieces of charred corpses. A scorched yellow thigh here, a severed hand that seems to be still twitching over there, and the colorful and green entrails of the people and horses that have been blown up.

There is also the smell of burning muscles, skin, and hair that rushes straight to the nasal passages. It's an indescribable taste, like the smell of barbecued meat, and a burnt smell that makes people feel sick to the soul. The strange flavors are tangled and mixed together, and people can't help but feel sick to their stomachs.

The shocking impact of vision and taste is not acceptable to ordinary people.

Donald was no ordinary person, and after seeing such a scene, he actually took a deep breath, as if from his soul, and squinted his eyes and whispered, "It is worthy of the Angel of Death!" This scene is simply the hell described by Dante...... But where is this kid? Is he lying on the ground and pretending to be dead? It can't be ......."

There is only one mountain path from the bottom of the mountain to the cave, and the entrance to the cave is a steep rock wall, and on both sides there are also steep cliffs with a slope that is almost a cliff. You can see the head at a glance, and you can't hide people at all. Donald looked at the cave and let go of his furrowed brow. He smiled wickedly, and the madness in his eyes was terrifying, "Hey, hey, hey...... Don't blame me, who can refuse the temptation of gold? besides...... I am also upholding justice and upholding the dignity of the law! I can only blame the Federation for giving me too little salary, and I can't live comfortably in the West without these lovely gold coins......"

"Bang-"

"Click-"

Donald fired a random shot into the air with his lever gun, reloading his gauntlet. The sound of gunfire echoed through the empty mountains, and the sound of thunder could be heard in the caves. Then Donald stood there with such a big grin, as if his face was relaxed and casual, without any nervous vigilance.

He pretended to shout, "Jack, since you don't want to cooperate with me, then it's okay. As long as you stay still honestly, when I leave here, Miss Green will naturally be released......"

How can it be!

Jacob, who was hanging from the cliff, climbed the steep rock with his hands, held his body in place, and looked at Donald's arrogant appearance through the low bushes, and couldn't help but pout his lips with a sneering face.

"How can I believe your nonsense! Let you be proud first, and you will cry immediately!"

If it weren't for the very low angle, Jacob wouldn't have been able to detect the abnormal changes at the mouth of the cave at this time, or the changes that made Jacob creepy. The blood from the corpse was flowing in one place, and it was flowing from low to high in violation of the laws of nature.

That was where Anthony Wade used to be, but now there were several corpses lying in disarray, and a small pile of corpses was puffed up to cover the contents underneath. From Jacob's angle close to the ground, the foul blood meandered in all directions towards the corpse pile, burrowing into the corpse pile like a blood-colored centipede, and then vanished. And the corpse pile is also changing strangely. The originally gray corpse slowly changed color, became gray and dry, and slowly lost its texture......

Donald over there also pouted secretly, but he never thought of letting Jacob go. What he said just now was still deceiving Jacob, as long as he listened to his coaxing out, then Donald would definitely shoot Jacob without hesitation.

But now that there was no movement, Donald knew that Jacob didn't believe him.

Donald lit a cigar and took a few puffs as his beard shook and the smoke dispersed. Then he threw the cigar on the ground and crushed it with his leather boots, as if he had made a decision. The majestic face instantly became cold and cruel, and the cold light in Donald's eyes covered by a wide cowboy hat made people shudder.

"It seems that this cunning boy is determined not to come out......! Since you don't want to come out, then I'll let you never come out! You should be happy to have so many people with you......"

"Whew-"

A badly wounded war horse saw Donald coming over, and with difficulty lifted his huge head and neighed in pain, and there was a bit of human pleading in the horse's eyes.

"Bang-"

Donald didn't hesitate to shoot the warhorse in the head.

The bullet flew away from the horse's head, and the white brain pulp and blood-red blood were mixed together and smeared all over the mountain rocks, and the blood flowed in a stream. Donald didn't even notice that the horse's blood was disappearing quickly along the cracks in the stone, and in the blink of an eye, the horse's corpse turned gray and hard.

His attention was all focused on the side of the cave, keeping an eye on Jacob's appearance at any time in case Jacob turned over at a critical moment.

Jacob climbed the rocky cliff and watched Donald walk towards the entrance of the cave, and also approached Anthony Wade's location step by step, with a gloating smile on the corner of his mouth, "Hurry! Hurry! Hurry! Let me see what Anthony Wade's mysterious ability is?"

At this time, the corpse on the pile where Anthony Wade was located had turned gray, and the texture was like rotten rotten wood, as if it would collapse with a single touch and turn into a cloud of flying ash.

And this is also happening on other bodies in the vicinity. As long as there is dirty blood absorbed corpses, they are rotting, and time seems to flow very fast in them, just a few minutes seem to have passed a long time.

Looks like Anthony Wade is almost done absorbing all this blood and corpses!

"I wonder if it's going to be a god horse coming out of it?Vampire? No! Vampires are afraid of the sun!Ghouls?Ghouls are ugly, beast-like things, and they don't have skeletal hands...... Hand of Death!Hand of Death!What the hell is it!It's so exciting!"

At this time, Donald was about to approach the pile of corpses. He also noticed that something was wrong. Because the pile of corpses actually moved.

Knock Knock –

Knock Knock –

Knock Knock –

......

The pile of corpses began to rhythmically bulge, contract, and pound, like a human heart, and the sound changed from small to loud, and the amplitude also changed from small to large. The last sound was like the thunder of war drums......

"Who!

Donald roared loudly with his lever gun aimed at the pile of corpses.

So close, Donald heard this magical thump, and the rhythm of his heartbeat changed with it, gradually converging with the rhythm of the corpse heap contracting and expanding. The heart suddenly accelerated, vibrating the chest, the blood flowed rapidly in the blood vessels, and the body began to expand like a balloon in an instant, and the head, eyes, and blood vessels ...... It seems to be getting bigger......

"Bang bang bang-"

Donald finally fired, and three bullets shot at the pile of corpses in an instant. No more shooting, no more interrupting this rhythm, and Donald felt like he would eventually pop like a balloon.

"Hoo ......"

The green tendons on Donald's face and neck burst out, and his heart slowed down from this high-speed beat, causing his eyes to suddenly rise and his head to dizzy. He couldn't help but clutch his chest and gasp loudly, looking at the pile of corpses with palpitations, with a ghost-like expression on his face.

And Jacob was also in a cold sweat. Although Jacob was dozens of meters away from the pile of corpses, the evil and magical sound of the thump still affected him slightly, making him almost let go of his grip on the rock and fall off the cliff.

Donald grabbed the lever gun and turned quickly, trying to get away from the eerie pile of corpses. And at this moment, the corpse pile moved again. Donald's body froze suddenly. He turned his stiff neck and slowly turned to look at the pile of corpses.

The pile of corpses shook violently, as if something was trying to emerge from it.

Jacob also noticed that the pile of corpses had changed again.

"Are you coming out?" Jacob muttered expectantly, looking at the pile of corpses, "What is going to come out? Is it really the Grim Reaper?"

"Poof—"

Donald and Jacob both squinted at the pile of corpses in disbelief for a moment.

A crystal clear skeletal hand pierced the corpse and suddenly appeared in their eyes. The crystal sculpture-like hand bones glow coldly in the sunlight, like a perfect work of art.

The skeletal hand clutched in the air, sizzling in the scorching sun, as if it had been branded by a reddish soldering iron, and wisps of black smoke appeared between the skeletal fingers out of thin air......

"Whew-"

There was a scream of rage from the pile of corpses, and the crystal skeleton hand instantly retracted into the pile of corpses.