"Corpse King, Corpse King!"

Cairno II read this, as if announcing to the world that the departure of Cerano II is only temporary, and the world will usher in a new dynasty that belongs only to him, the Corpse King.

The Cheruno Empire, the heavy iron gate that required more than a dozen people to open, was pushed open by the Corpse King alone.

In the city, there was a commotion and fires, and people packed their bags and wanted to leave this land of right and wrong as soon as possible.

It's just that the Cheruno Empire was originally due to military needs, so the entire empire only built one entrance.

When the panicked crowd saw the familiar and extremely unfamiliar figure at the door, they all screamed and fled in all directions.

The Corpse King was still muttering his new title in a low voice, but his body suddenly accelerated, bursting out with a terrifying explosive force like a sprinter, and rushed towards the scattered crowd.

Now in his eyes, these people are living prey, delicious food, how can he let go.

The wailing was even more terrible, and it was about to tear the sky.

Under the chaos, more than a dozen magicians, guarding the last hope of the Cherino Empire, more than a dozen members of the royal family, including the wife of Cerruno II before his death, want to rush out of the chaos, only by preserving the last bloodline of the Cheruno Empire, can there be a possibility of a comeback in the future.

It's just that the Corpse King of Killing is still sensitive to smell, and before a dozen magicians can lead them to the city gate, he has already cut off their way.

These dozen or so magicians were all Cheruno II's right-hand men during his lifetime, and when they saw the Corpse King attacking, the expressions on everyone's faces were a little complicated.

However, when they remembered what had happened, they immediately came to their senses.

A man who took the lead ordered: "Everyone rush out together, you must keep the last hope of the empire, this guy in front of you is no longer our majesty, so don't leave your hands." ”

After saying that, more than a dozen magicians rushed up.

The elemental power exploded in the air in an instant, and all kinds of skills beckoned to the corpse king one after another.

There are giant hammers flashing with tyrannical thunder, golden elves, sharp and sharp ground thorns, and even roaring black dragons, countless skills that completely engulf the corpse king in an instant.

The rich elemental roar shook open the Corpse King's armor and tore apart the Corpse King's body, however, that was all.

The pus-yellow blood began to flow backwards, and the torn ** slowly healed, and the previous injuries were healing rapidly at an unbelievable speed.

What's even more incredible is that after being attacked by so many skills, the corpse king's body swelled more and more, growing several times, countless corpse insects rushed out of his body, and the heavy death message quickly spread around.

The "flesh puppet" makes the corpse king even more brutal and bloody, and any dead units around him will be sacrificed to his soul.

"Hurry up!" Seeing that the situation was not good, the magician led by him hurriedly beckoned everyone to leave, while he himself led the remaining magicians, wanting to delay the corpse king with his own life.

However, the full force of the ten people had not knocked down the Corpse King, so how could a few of them do it?

The Corpse King's right fist slammed into the ground, and a fishy green mottled color jumped out from under the feet of these people.

Without giving these people any room to react, they were instantly drained, and their instinctive screams were frozen in their throats forever before they could roar.

"Decay", a life-draining skill that is as domineering as "Soul Eater".

Watching the magician behind the mat die tragically, the person in front of him ran faster.

However, the corpse king in the form of a flesh and blood puppet, whether it is strength or speed, has been raised to the extreme, and as soon as he stepped out, his body had already galloped away like a flash of lightning, and in the blink of an eye, he chased after everyone.

The last few magicians were about to resist, but they were slapped into flesh by the Corpse King.

"Ahh

"No!"

"Let's go!"

With the fall of one magician after another, the last hope of protecting the Cheruno Empire will eventually be completely shattered.

This group of royal families of the Cheruno Empire, who had no combat power, cried and hugged one by one, and curled up on the ground trembling, like lowly livestock.

The corpse king's gasp was heavier, it was the blood in his body boiling, and he couldn't wait.

However, just as the Corpse King raised his hand, his hand froze, and he stared blankly at the figure of the woman who suddenly stood up in the crowd, and the pale and bloodshot pupils actually flickered slightly.

Although the woman's whole body trembled and her face turned pale, obviously caused by fright, she still mustered up the courage and slowly moved towards the corpse king, "Yes... It's me, my majesty, do you remember me?"

The Corpse King still stood there dumbfounded, his swollen body began to slowly shrink, and all the corpse insects flying in the sky also burrowed back into his body.

Seeing this scene, the woman's tense expression eased slightly, and she became more bold, she came to the corpse king, trying to wake up this husband who had been completely undead through memories.

Although she knew that the chances were small and slim, she had no choice now.

Looking at the familiar face of the woman in front of him, the depths of the corpse king's eyes did flicker with a trace of strangeness, that was hesitation, that was struggle, that was an emotional fluctuation that the undead should not have.

It's just that this lasted less than half a second, and he was completely expelled from his body by his already decaying soul.

"Ahh

The corpse king bit off the woman's neck with one bite without warning.

The group of people who were still waiting for a miracle to happen in the back were suddenly frightened and cried and cried.

The corpse king threw the woman aside with his mouth full of blood, and then glanced at the empire behind him, immersed in the night raging empire, a huge tombstone hung with countless corpses and carved with ghost reliefs, rose from the ground.

The power of the god of death completely corrupted the soul of Ceruno II, including his skills, and was also completely defiled.

As soon as the tombstone came out, a mournful cry seemed to come from the Netherworld Ghost Mansion, wafting out from the surrounding nothingness, as if it was transcending all the living beings in this heaven and earth.

In an instant, the entire empire joined in the mourning created by the elegy of death.

One zombie after another broke through the ground, madly ending every life in the empire.

The Corpse King, completely immersed in the wails intertwined by thousands of lives, enjoyed.

He knew that an empire that belonged to him, an empire that belonged to the corpse king, had officially arrived.

The wind blew silently across the land, rolling up a gloomy.

The white bone corpses hanging on the top of the tombstone moved in the wind, emitting bursts of ghostly echoes, and the sense of death was very strong.

Blood stained the entire ground, and countless corpses hung all over the walls of the empire.

This once incomparably prosperous Cheruno Empire has now become a sea of corpses and a purgatory of blood.

In the distance, the sound of the undead army sounded again, and the god of death led the vast number of undead troops towards the completely fallen Cheruno Empire.

The Corpse King, standing alone at the head of the city, greeted the arrival of the army of the undead.

The army of the undead sent hundreds of thousands of corpses of the Cheruno Empire into the soul abyss.

Beneath the pitch-black soul abyss, the black lifeforms enjoyed bathing in a sea of blood, and he found that even without the sacrifice of the soul, the blood of living beings could help them regain their strength.

Therefore, he summoned the god of death as an agent of his outer world, and used it to collect a large number of living beings.

The living, he absorbs their souls, the dead, he devours their blood, and even their corpses, black lifeforms, are unwilling to let go.

He uses the power of evil to reawaken the deceased and become his permanent slaves, working with the god of death to capture more creatures for him to enjoy.

And with the hundreds of thousands of deceased people of the Cheruno Empire merging into the abyss, a huge army of the undead was born.

After the black lifeform had completely absorbed the blood of so many living beings, the seal left by the ancient giant god finally appeared to shake a little.

A majestic black light shot straight into the top of the clouds, turning the entire already drowsy clouds into chaos.

At the same time, the soul abyss below shook in front of this earth-shattering might, shaking off countless gravel and falling to the ground, smashing up a diffuse.

Below, the god of death, the corpse king, and the entire army of the undead waited silently nearby, witnessing everything in front of them, ready to welcome their king back.

At the bottom of the soul abyss, in the blood-colored purgatory that only belonged to the black lifeform, the black lifeform stood in the void, and directly below him, there was a sea of blood that almost filled the entire bottom of the soul abyss.

A blood-colored dragon made of blood continued to converge above his head, sending all the power it needed to the dark pillar.

However, this kind of vibration lasted for a long time, and there was no greater movement, but the sky-high black pillar gradually weakened because of the continuous increase in the consumption of the blood sea in the soul abyss.

A huge roar sounded like thunder, from the depths of the soul abyss, and went straight into the sky.

It was the black lifeform roaring, he was furious, angry that the damn ancient giant god had fallen, and the divine seal he had set up was still so powerful that the black lifeform could not get out of it.

In the end, as the power in the sea of blood was completely consumed, the sky-high black pillar also dissipated without a trace, but at the moment when the energy completely fell, the black life form gathered all its strength and condensed a huge black and red ball at the top of the ancient ruins where the soul abyss was located.

Between the floating and spinning of the huge ball, the tyrannical black and red flames burned brightly, and there seemed to be strange lights flickering and moving in them, as if the human eye was peering into the world left and right.

The army of thousands of undead below all bowed down to the eyeball and bowed down to worship.

Only the god of death still stood, looking up respectfully into the eyeballs.

After a long time, he turned away, and a whole army of undead followed him, knowing that his master was asking him for "food" again.