Chapter Eighty-Nine: Night Terror
"Peng",
As soon as Roger turned around, he saw the highly rotten and foul-smelling face and the dark blue eyes that seemed to penetrate people's hearts, and he was startled and fell to the ground with two steps backwards, his pupils unconsciously dilated, and his whole heart was about to pop out of his throat.
The corpse, the corpse that had just come back to life, and Roger looked at it in horror.
Red flames reflected his surprised face, and the dried corpse also burned with flames, but its body was not damaged in any way.
"frightened, frightened, suspicious",
The cadaver reached out and touched Roger's face, his voice hoarse and low, as if coming from another world, revealing an inexplicable attraction.
Roger came back to his senses and flipped out with both hands, but that didn't allow him to avoid it, and a huge force came from his neck, and the corpse's hand had already choked his neck.
"Hahaha", a low laugh came out of the dry corpse's throat, and the dark blue eyes looked at Roger and said, "Heretic, your heart is too complicated",
"'I'm a dead man, why am I capable of moving?', 'Is this a product of summoner summoning or dark magic?', 'Or is it related to fire?', heretic, your heart is getting more and more complicated",
He said all the thoughts that had sprung up in Roger's heart just now, mind reading, this dried corpse can read minds.
Roger coughed and held his arm, but he had no resistance in front of this withered and rotting arm, it had no breath of life, no heartbeat, no breath, only fire seemed to have something in common with it, and there was no magic element or summoner's spell in him, what was it?
Wait, infidels.
He just called him a heretic, why would he call him that when he didn't believe in any religion?
No, its arms were burning with flames, but why wasn't there a trace of heat?, looking over the corner of Roger's heart, he was even more shocked, his body, the bushes, and the arm that was stuck in his neck were all surrounded by flames, but no creature was damaged by the flames.
"Do you want to feel the heat of the flames?
As soon as Roger's thoughts brushed through his arm, it became warm, and then the temperature gradually increased, and it continued to increase the heat to a point that Roger could not bear.
"Ahh
Its body is hard beyond imagination.
"Hahahaha", the dry corpse continued to heat up the palm, the hot on the neck, the sadness of suffocation, Roger was on the verge of life and death for the first time, the sound that was difficult to make, the irresistible force, the only way to survive at this moment was to kill this dry corpse.
With difficulty, he stretched out his arm to meet its blue eyes, which was his only hope.
"Peng",
However, at this moment, the dry corpse's arm flicked him violently, and Roger's body slammed to the ground with a dull sound.
"Ahem", Roger's heart was blazing with anger, he reached out and touched the blood on his neck that had dried up, and the strong killing intent could not help but surge all over his body, his eyes were almost bloodshot when he looked at the dried corpse, without any words, he raised his hands, steel balls and crossbow arrows shot at its eyes and face one after another, and the violent killing intent that gushed out at this moment was not even aware of himself.
However, the corpse's body moved in a strange way, and in the flames he seemed to open a passage that belonged to him, and no matter how dense Roger's attack was, it could not be attacked.
"Hahaha, angry, greedy, arrogant, vicious, I have taught you four of the seven deadly sins, the intensity is far beyond ordinary people, heretic, you will definitely open the dark path",
"If opening the path of darkness can kill you monster, then I, Roger, will open up and make your flame even more blazing, and I will show you all my abilities",
"Hahaha, the wicked man has something to ask for, I have nothing to desire", the dry corpse pinched the flame and rose a meter high again, and the billowing black smoke rose flat and diffused towards the sky, and in an instant, all the surrounding bushes and plants melted into ashes in the flames.
That's what Roger wants, and that's what the corpse wants.
"Click", the box opened, the silver thread flew in, Roger led the line, hooked his fingers, and pulled out the bald boy's action in one go, the finger pull motive opened the bald boy's abdomen, and a series of seven short arrows shot at the dry corpse in the sound of breaking through the air, and at the same time, the crossbow machine in his right arm and the steel ball in the snake's head in his left hand were sent out at the same time, and his offensive was unprecedentedly dense.
"Puff",
This time, the dry corpse did not dodge and let the short arrow steel ball shoot on its body, the seemingly rotten flesh was so hard that it was outrageous, all the short arrows and steel balls that hit it were bounced out and spilled on the ground, but Roger's attack became more and more rapid, the bald boy slashed its neck as fast as lightning, and the sharp knife made by Grubel finally cut a scar on its neck.
But but no blood is shed, is it really a demon from hell?
There was no sign of poisoning, and the dried corpse didn't seem to feel anything.
"Monster, even if you don't have any life, I'm going to let you die again", Roger screamed angrily and flew away, pulling the five fingers of his right hand rapidly, and the bald boy first slashed with a single knife in a catapult posture, and then cut its skin faster than a knife against the neck and face of the dried corpse in the swirling silver thread, each knife made its skin open and fleshy, and then Roger flew to the ground, the deadliest one stabbed it in the eye.
"Die",
The golden knife stabbed its eye mercilessly, but the next moment the palm of the corpse sliced into his wrist in the posture of a palm knife, and then held his wrist as he reached out to catch the golden knife that had been knocked away.
"You can't kill me, heretic", the corpse's body was close to him again, and he slapped away the bald boy who was attacking like a ghost.
"Whoosh", but this time Roger was no longer weak, although his wrists were controlled, his fingers were flexed and stretched, and the bald boy flew in an irregular form in the air, seemingly meaningless movements, but it was obvious that the silver thread had been wrapped around the neck of the dried corpse three times.
The fingers pulled the bald boy from behind and flew to Roger's left hand, and Roger pulled the silver thread with one hand and the bald boy's body with the other, and the silver thread immediately contracted due to his tension, and the silver thread wrapped around the neck of the dried corpse was embedded in its rotting flesh.
In addition to the puppet, the silver thread of this trait can also kill, and Roger already has a sinister smile on his face.