"Tick, tick"

The cold droplets hit Xie Ning coldly in the face, stabbing his face with some pain. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I'm also... Alive?"

Shaining, who was stimulated by the cold water and was somewhat conscious, only felt as if there was a spoon stirring in his brain, and the pain was so severe that he couldn't think, and the last image left in his mind was the ground in his pupils that was constantly enlarged and approaching.

The slippery touch felt in his limbs told Shainin that he was lying naked in a pool of liquid, and the liquid dripping on his cheeks also emitted a fishy stench, irritating Shainin's already painful nerves.

With a sudden spirit, Xie Ning sat up hard, wiped the fishy liquid on his face, and scanned the surroundings with the huge pain in his head.

At this moment, he was sitting in the dark red blood of Dabo, surrounded by a wall of flesh and blood that emitted a crimson glow like a human organ, and this wall of flesh and blood was constantly writhing as if it had a living force, like a human organ in a well-proportioned breath.

Xie Ning was startled by this strange phenomenon, and couldn't help but stand up, and even his brain, which was originally overturned, seemed to become less painful after being frightened.

Shainin, who stood up, found something else wrong.

Didn't your arm burn off when it died with the bloody corpse? How could you still have a sense of touch and be able to move according to your own consciousness?

Shainin held his arms on his chest and looked at his arms with the faint red glow emanating from the walls of flesh and blood around him.

The right arm, which had been burned by the overheating of the steam core, was not the shape of the shriveled charcoal at this time, but was a few thicker turns than the previous intact arm form.

The layers of black scale armor were streamlined and draped over it, and even the palm of the hand exuded a chill like the claws of the scaly beast, making the overall shape of the right arm like a sharp black sword

The left arm, which was torn apart by the impact of the explosion, was a different form.

The whole arm seemed to be made up of repeatedly beaten flesh, and the blood and rotten flesh fused together and hung loosely on the bones of the hand, as if they would fall off at any moment.

If you look closely, you will find that the mud and flesh hanging on the hand bones and the surrounding flesh walls are gently wriggling like vitality, and a strange red glow overflows from the wriggling rotten flesh.

Looking at the strange changes in his hands, as if there was a giant hammer in his mind, Xie Ning only felt that his brain was blank for a moment, and the whole person was frozen in a pool of blood.

"Have you been fused and transformed by the corpse?!"

The reason why the Corpse --- this mysterious alien race that invaded the human homeland of Zefa eight years ago and slaughtered everything is called the Corpse because of their ability to manipulate corpses to the point of being almost a god.

And the shape of the corpse is indeed quite in line with the mystery of the gods, each corpse is wearing a cloak of different colors, wearing a mysterious mask of different shapes, and when the corpse dies, the entire body of the corpse will vaporize and evaporate, leaving no trace.

So far, no human has witnessed the true face of the corpse. The only thing that is known is that the vaporized vapor of these corpses was collected and used by humans, and created the core of steam that is now the lifeblood of humanity.

According to years of research and research by the Terrans, there are two main types of corpses.

One is the collector who collects the body. This type of corpse spirit usually has a high combat ability, and uses their own abilities that are incomprehensible to humans to harvest human life.

Eight years ago, the ordinary weapons of the Terrans were like toys to the corpse collector, and they could not kill or even injure a corpse collector.

As a result, when the harvest day came, the human races of all sides of the Zefa continent could only be slaughtered like lambs to the slaughter when they faced the corpses who descended from the sky from all over the continent.

The surviving humans were powerless to fight the corpses, so they had to choose to flee from their original homes all the way, and they lived in a state of confusion all day long, like frightened birds.

This situation was maintained until the creation of the Steam Core, when the humans had weapons that could barely resist the corpses, and the situation of the Terrans like livestock improved, and the Terran survivors from all sides were gathered to establish a new capital.

As the group with the highest combat effectiveness, the corpse collector is not the main combat force of the corpse, and its role is generally to collect corpse resources for combat preparation. And these collected corpses are the main combat power of the corpses.

The corpse melters belong to the other branch of the corpse spirits, although their number is far less numerous than the corpse collectors, and the strength is not as strong as the corpse collectors, and the weak corpse melters can even be slaughtered by the ordinary swords of the human race, so they often hide in the dark to fight.

But they are precisely the most central part of the corpse. It is they who control the corpse, which is the most important combat force.

The horror of corpse melters is not their own strength, but their ability to fuse and recreate corpses.

A very ordinary corpse melter can manipulate thousands of corpses and fuse them into any form, as was the work of the Corpse Melter who attacked the Armorbreaker troops.

The corpses under its control are not only not afraid of death, but can also be fused with the flesh and blood of other corpses at any time to make up for reconstruction, endlessly, in addition to breaking the core of the fused corpse, the only way to destroy the corpse group is to pull out the corpse melter who is hiding in the secret control of the corpse to kill.

The combination of multiple corpse melters can drive the immeasurable corpse tide fusion evolution and plunge into battle. It can be said that the Corpse Melter Group is the lifeblood core of the Corpse Spirit Clan.

Eight years ago, the corpse spirit visited the continent of Zefa, where the human race lived, and it was attracted by the huge number of human races. The more lives there are, the more corpses there will be, and under the control of the corpse melters, the strength of the corpse spirits will also be stronger.

Xie Ning stared blankly at his alienated hands, the information about the corpse in his mind was flipped rapidly, but he couldn't find a reasonable answer that could answer his current situation.

He had obviously fallen into the flesh and could not die anymore, but now he stood intact in this pool of blood surrounding the wall of flesh and blood, and the two discarded arms were even more alienated like monsters.

Especially the flesh and blood wriggling left hand, Xie Ning couldn't help but think of the scarlet blood corpse that was shattered by himself.

"Have I been transformed into a corpse?" Shainin stood still, speechless for a long time.

If he had been transformed and fused into a corpse, he would have died and his consciousness would have ceased to exist, but his brain was extremely awake at the moment, except for the stinging pain at the beginning.

Eight years ago, the harvest day came: I received a core transplant to end the nightmare: I joined the Iron Wolf team with hard training: The armor-breaking beast unit was attacked: Brother Niu sacrificed to cover himself: I died with the blood corpse, and this little memory is still vivid in my mind as if it happened in front of Xie Ning's eyes.

After taking a closer look at his body, except for his alienated arms, all parts of Shainin's body at this moment were no longer as complete as normal humans, but were composed of various parts of different shapes like patched rags.

In addition to the different colors of human tissue, some parts are no longer human, or are covered with skin or have barbs.

The most embarrassing thing for Xie Ning was that his treasure was covered with long hair like an animal, huge, and even covered with small thorns like fangs.

Just as Shainin was dazed by the successive impacts, the red flesh walls around the pool of blood cracked open on both sides like exhaled hearts and lungs, opening a scarlet pathway.

A figure draped in a white hood and wearing a white fox mask slowly walked towards Shainin from the cracked flesh passage.