Chapter 92: The Poison of the Corpse (1)

"Guardian - Fuyao!" I was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly called out loudly. The white hibiscus that shone with a holy light immediately appeared on Bardell's left chest, covering the word death under the control of her mind. However, a sense of nowhere to be used for the guardian power came, and it seemed that Fuyao could not heal the undamaged body.

"Do everything in your power to heal her!" I shouted out loudly as I saw that the word that had been pale red just now gradually turned orange, for fear that Fu Yao would not be able to do his best. The white light of the recovering was in full bloom, and the white hibiscus petals of the virtual body swelled to the ground, even enveloping me. But for a while, I still didn't feel any power out of myself, which meant that no physical body was healed. Sure enough, the orange-red dead characters on his chest still showed no signs of fading, but tended to be red.

Oops! Why can't Fuyao be cured? Even if the village chief of Zata who became a corpse control was sent to heaven by me, why doesn't it work now?!

"Badelle, hold back the pain!" I hurriedly put Badelle flat on the ground, reached out the Soul Eater Sword with my left hand, and pressed Badelle's hands with my right hand and right knee to prevent her from struggling. In fact, it didn't have to be like this, as soon as the color of the dead word deepened, I noticed that she was in her arms weakening sharply, and it seemed that even the strength to hold her chest back was lost.

Poof—Dark red blood splattered from Bardelle's chest, and it was I who used the Soul Eater Sword to dig out a piece of flesh from the dead word. Bai Hibiscus shrank to the size of a fist at this time, and attached it to Badelle's chest to concentrate on healing, stopping the bleeding in an instant, and then seeing the flesh heal rapidly.

"Damn!" I cursed through gritted teeth. Because the terrifying word of death appeared on the new skin, the color was even more crimson. Lying on the ground, Bardell's brows were twisted, her eyes were closed, and her whole body trembled. I panicked in my heart, and I felt that if the color of the word death changed to black like the corpse control, I was afraid that something would be wrong.

Could it be that the killer's wife who had just been set was going to suffer such a catastrophe?!I mourned in my heart, and my left hand was replaced by the Shattered Sun Sword, which once again dug out a deeper layer of flesh and blood at the dead word.

"Guyan, come here!" I couldn't wait to see the exact results of Fu Yao's treatment, and screamed at the culprit who was still planted in the ground.

Before he could pull his head out of the soil, the flesh-digging therapy with the Sun Shattering Sword had failed like the Soul Eater Sword, and the word of death had turned a chilling pale gray. I was even more anxious, but I didn't forget to cover Bardel's bare left breast with my left palm. I was stunned for a moment when I realized that the angel's wife's hand was too tender to cover it, and I hurriedly tore the monk's robe that had fallen to the ground, and held her in my arms again.

"Yes!" Gai An hurried over, but said, "Master, you really still use the most beautiful female voice......

"Don't be wordy!Don't put more on my wife's chest!" I scolded in my heart at the same time, this guy was originally stubborn, but after being enchanted, he actually slapped the corn whiskers, and then asked: "The word death appeared on Badelle's chest with a deepening color, and now it has turned gray, tell me the reason!"

"Dead ......" Gai An was stunned for a moment, retracted his gaze at Badel, who was covered by the monk's robe, and quickly knelt down and explained: "The slave should die! When a living person is inserted into a dagger, even without casting a spell, it will slowly become a corpse controller under the influence of the poison of the corpse. Damn it, it's all the fault of the lowly slave, and it made Madame ......"

I didn't have the heart to complain about him, so I just scolded him and asked the key point: "Control the poison of the corpse?!"

According to the records of the ancient books where I practiced corpse control, the poison of corpse control was stimulated by the morning light, causing the dead to appear red on the chest of the deceased, turning from red to gray, then to brown, then purple, and finally to black symbolizing death, which officially declared that the life of the person had been destroyed and he became a corpse control ...... alive."

"Uh-huh......" Badelle in her arms snorted softly, and her slightly trembling body shook violently, presumably out of fear of confirming that she was very likely to become a corpse controller.

"I don't have time to listen to you explain the reason for controlling the corpse!

"All healing magic will have no effect, and the only way to do so is to bathe in the blood of the silver pool. The altars of the clan have blood pools sacrificed by high-level demons, and the silver pool water that symbolizes the rebirth of the demon clan is used to wash her body, and the corpse control toxin brought by the Belfi dagger is derived...... Gai An said busily: "There is a very serious problem, although there is a secret altar of the clan in the territory of Rosette, the silver blood pool at the core of it is sealed. The slaves and the other necromancers have tried all sorts of ways to prevent them from entering ......"

"Kill, kill me......" Badelle reluctantly opened her eyes and looked at me in pain, her originally clear and beautiful eyes cloudy. The gray-red lips trembled slightly, and the voice in his mouth was slurred, which was actually the intention of seeking death.

"Don't be afraid, hold on! Any seal can be lifted!" I continued to exhort, although I really didn't have the slightest confidence in my heart, I still shouted loudly: "Gaian! Take us there at once as fast as possible!"

"The Slave Magic is almost exhausted, and it is difficult to perform spatial magic. The Altar of the Dead is quite far from here, near the city of Danadus, the capital of the Roset Kingdom, and I am afraid that I will not be able to catch up in time......" Gaian knelt down and asked for a report.

Because of the bravery of worshipping the god of death, the capital of the country was named after the lord of the dead. However, the fear of the people symbolizes the death of the dead, which is really a contradictory belief. The altar of the undead actually has a pool of blood, and listening to the meaning of his words, the blood of the demon race is actually silver. I don't know if the angel wife, who already has the appearance of a demon, also secretly has silver blood. I glanced at my right hand, which was covered by the monk's robe, white and ruddy, but not as if it was flowing with silver blood.

Oops, there's no time to think about it!The killer wife's body in my arms trembled even more violently, pulling my mind back, shaking my head violently, and standing up suddenly with Badell in my arms.

"Hell Dragon, come out for me!" I couldn't wait to secretly urge the change of the Soul Eater Sword, and shouted anxiously.

Black smoke rose from in front of me, and the black dragon seven or eight meters tall slowly took shape, and the huge bat's wings flapped with a roar, which shook the surrounding trees that had been scorched by the fire and fell countless stumps. Such a majestic giant beast appeared, not to mention Gaian on the side, even Badell, who barely opened her eyes in her arms, was stunned for a while. I was worried about being discovered, and I wanted to try not to use these huge beasts, but I couldn't take care of the urgency of the situation.

"With such a flying beast, my husband must have saved you!" I comforted Badell in my arms, causing the Hell Dragon to lower its broad, strong back, and raised its feet to step on: "Guyan, come up for me!"

"Yes! Yes, the slave is terrified, and it is still possible to save the lady with the master's dragon on it!" Gaian trembled and climbed onto the rough dragon's back, presumably because he was an undead and had a natural fear of the hell dragon.

This lady screamed very well, but it hurt the wife of Ben Corn's pro-killer to such an extent, and she still has to settle accounts slowly in the future!.

"Guy, listen, I order you never to steal!" "There were continuous scaly protrusions on the black back of the Hell Dragon, and I picked the highest place to sit firmly, and ordered the necromancer behind me.

"Yes!

It is estimated that he has been affected by the powerful driving magic, and he will definitely be honest and obedient, so as not to steal cheaply. I lifted the monk's robe slightly, tore open my left hand, and saw that the word dead had turned light brown. Thankfully, Badelle was still conscious, and not as painful as she had been at the beginning, but her brow was still furrowed, and her arms were barely on the side.

"Alright, Guy, you'll show the way!" I covered my palms and monk's robes, and shouted a loud command in my mouth, one hand flapping on the black back of the Hell Dragon's grinding hand, causing it to flapp its bat-like wings more than ten meters long, and it was about to fly in an instant with the sound of roaring air currents. "Gaian, time is pressing, don't lead the way!" I waited for a moment, but I didn't hear his pointing from east to west, north and south, and turned my head back in exasperation, but my jaw trembled and I couldn't speak at all.

"Master, the slave will never be the lady's breasts......" Gai'an, who was sitting stupidly, responded in a very small voice, almost inaudible in the huge whirring wings, and at the same time two lines of black and red blood flowed from his eye sockets: "In order to prevent the possibility of accidentally offending the lady, the slave has gouged out a pair of eyeballs......"

Oh my God, this obedient and hateful servant! Seeing this, I only felt my blood surge, and I fell from the dragon's back as soon as it was dark. In a hurry, he didn't have time to use the Wind Crystal, so he could only subconsciously twist his body in the air and hold Bardell above to prevent her from falling.

The altar of the undead must be in a hidden place, and it is impossible to reach it without Gai'an's guidance, and the hope of curing the killer's wife is suddenly dashed.

"If it weren't for wasting words and tongues explaining the body, perhaps Gaian would have had a chance to tell the attack of the corpse poison before sunrise. In order to chase down my beloved Badel, I actually delayed the best time for treatment, I am really the most shameless husband in the world. I hugged Badelle, who had fallen on top of me, and muttered to myself as I touched her silky shoulder-length silver hair.

"You...... You ......" Bardell gasped for a few breaths, unable to speak for a moment.

My heart was cold with the smell of blood in my nose, and my body was stinging because of the impact of the fall, but I felt that I should fall more painfully to feel more comfortable, and I raised my hand uncomfortably and slapped myself in the face: "Wife, it's all my fault, I'm really sorry for you......"

"Kill, kill me! If you die directly, you will become a corpse, and your whole body must be cut to pieces......" Badel, who was lying on top of me, gasped for a while, and gathered enough strength to say with difficulty. These words were pronounced word for word, and it was obvious that he was ruthless in despair.

"Wife, even if you become a corpse control, I want you to be my wife!" I hugged her even more resolutely.

"Nonsense! corpse control thing...... Ahem!" Badelle was stunned when she heard this, and desperately straightened up her upper body and tried her best to scold, but a mouthful of black blood spurted out of her breath and landed on my neck.

"No matter what happens, you are definitely my wife! I will also try my best to help you restore your original state in the future! I know the goddess of life, I must be able to ask her to help find a way......" I felt the slimy vomiting blood between my neck, and I shrugged the plump breasts of Badelle in front of me, and felt that the soft young woman in front of me seemed to be swallowed alive by something at any moment. The terrible word had turned dark brown, and then faded into a blur in vision.

The morning breeze blew, lying on the hard ground, and I held Badelle tightly in my arms again, for fear that the killer's wife would go with the wind. I wanted to comfort a few more words, but my voice tended to be choked, and there was a cool touch on both sides of my cheeks, and tears were already flowing down my face.

"Master, didn't you say you were Lord Danadus?!That's the Demons!Try to use your blood to unwind the poison of Belfi's dagger!" After a moment, Gai'an, who rolled off the dragon's back, reminded him.

"What?!" I sat up with my killer wife in my arms, as if I had a glimmer of hope that was brighter than the dawn. That's right, I'm so stupid! Just now I was thinking about whether the angel wife's body would also have silver blood flowing from it, why did I forget to use this to guide the killer's wife to control the poison of the corpse?