"Uh~~~~ uh~~~~~ more than a dozen zombies directly trampled on the dilapidated stairs, and a few of them directly broke their bones and limbs, but they still squirmed their bodies and crawled towards Esenfan with their disgusting mouths!

Esenfan's eyes burst out, his entire face distorted by the pain of his heart's piercing, and his facial features were huddled together, and there was a violent twitch.

But after only three or four seconds, the muscles on his face relaxed, his slightly raised head drooped to the ground, his pupils began to dilate, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth......

"Uh!!uhhh!!!!h

"Uh??uh???" A dozen zombies tilted their heads awkwardly and stared at Esenfan's corpse with green eyes, as if they didn't understand what was going on.

Zombies have no vision, they only hunt down their prey with their sense of smell and life perception, and now Ethan Fan has no signs of life, and at the same time, his body is no longer bright red human flesh after being smeared with ghost blood grass, but has become corpse meat.

There is no smell of human flesh on Esenfan's body, and the zombies will naturally not eat it, and more than a dozen zombies still looked greedy and hideous just now, but the next moment they all made a blank sound, because the delicious meat became rotten!

The cold moonlight shone through the thick mist that echoed the howls of zombies, and the zombies who kept searching for delicious meat around the village had stopped their madness, because there was no sign of life in the whole village.

Gradually, the screams of zombies piercing through the night gradually faded, and the entire village shrouded in deathly air became as silent as death......

......

The three young servants rushed into the nearest city to the village without stopping, and then hid in the clergy church.

Dai Xin'er had completely passed out, and it wasn't until the old clergyman on the night shift released a sober magic to Dai Xin'er that Dai Xin'er slowly opened her eyes.

After Dai Xin'er woke up, she found that the golden light around her was shining, peaceful and quiet, and she thought that she had had the most terrible nightmare, but after seeing three golden knights with injuries and tattered armor, Dai Xin'er suddenly realized that everything just now was not a dream, but a real thing.

"Kid...... Don't be afraid, drink this and you'll be calm down in no time. The old clergyman prepared a pair of soothing soup for Dai Xin'er, and then let Dai Xin'er drink it.

Although Dai Xin'er was still trembling with fear after drinking it, she was able to stabilize her emotions, and at this time, the belated Left Knight rushed into the clergy church covered in blood and shouted for a healing priest.

The old cleric used low-level magic to roughly heal the wound of the left knight, and after driving out the poisonous surname on the zombie's claws, the left knight also breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed on the ground, but in this tiredness, he floated a triumphant smile.

"What about Esenfan, what about the others?" Dai Xin'er then remembered that Esenfan was not in the team, and immediately remembered that it was he who lured away the zombies, and then ordered the three golden knights to rush out of the zombie village with her.

"I'm sorry Miss, when I wanted to save Young Master Esenfan, he had already been carried into the wooden house by zombies......" Knight Zuo's gaze wandered.

"Then ...... him" Dai Xin'er's face was not bloody, probably because of the long-distance attack of the night, and she really couldn't support it, and she fainted directly as soon as it was dark......

There was only one corpse left in the gloomy underground cellar, and it was already dead silent, with the occasional zombie walking over it, stepping on some dust and falling on Esenfan's face.

"Squeak-" The old wooden board made an incongruous sound, followed by several successive sounds, and the basement, which was obviously dead silence, suddenly became loud.

However, there are no living creatures in the underground cellar, and even rats and cockroaches have been eaten by zombies......

"Crunch-squeak-"

The sound was heard in the empty basement......

Suddenly, after an even stronger "creaking" sound, Ethanfan, who was originally motionless, moved, and there was a violent twitch all over his body, as if he had been thrown hard, and he twisted very unnaturally!

"Hehu~~~~~~ "The dead body moves!"

He bracked up his waist, struggled to get up, drooped his head, and bowed his back!

A corpse that is not much different from those zombies outside, a zombie that moves on its own!

"Damn Dai Xin'er, tell you to go, you really go, and you don't think about me, what's even more odious is that bastard Left Knight!"

What Esenfan really made was a long howl: "Uh~~~~Uh~~~~~ uh~~~~~~~~~"

"I've been looking for a corpse for a long time, and now I have a corpse, it's my own ......" Ethan Fan looked at his pale and bloodless paws with a wry smile. However, it was impossible for him to smile bitterly as a creature of darkness, his dry lips twitched, and his body became very stiff after death.

The resurrection of the corpse is not a high-level resurrection technique, to put it bluntly, the resurrected corpse is also a puppet that only obeys orders, the difference is that Esenfan has his own brain and can control himself independently.

Killing himself and resurrecting himself as a corpse, Esenfan is no longer a normal human, his physique has completely changed due to the resurrection of witchcraft, and he has become a dark creature with consciousness, witchcraft, and the blood of the land of Cham.

In fact, Esenfan is very hungry now, and if the beautiful and noble Miss Daisin is dangling in front of him, Esenfan will definitely bite into her crystal clear body and eat this woman alive, which is used to cushion the pain of spasms in her abdomen due to hunger.

Esenfan's skin was now pale, and his eyes, which were originally as bright as black gems, were also covered with a fierce green light of hatred for living objects. Even the nails were long and hard, as sharp as the knives of the samurai that could easily cut through the bark of trees and human bodies.

(Writing about the supernatural?Of course not, look at it slowly, other positions will slowly appear!!)

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