Chapter 90: The Magical Corpse Puppet
A streamer rushed into the group of corpse puppets, and a spiritual barrier protected the tiger head in it, and then violently pushed it outward, and many corpse puppets were directly knocked out.
The tiger leader panted and looked at the night wish that saved him, in addition to gratitude, there was also some remorse in his eyes, regret for those corpses that were shot away.
He can also release a similar spiritual power barrier, and there are countless ways to repel these corpse puppets.
It's just that these corpses are all soldiers guarding the gates, not to mention that they all know each other, but they all have a relationship, and everyone who sees them will feel familiar.
In this case, the tiger head can't bear to make a move.
The people who entered the city were the same, all of them were scarred and couldn't bear to shoot.
Huo Yiting's latecomers came first, and he was willing to enter the city first, looking at the scarred and almost dying people, he was furious.
With a low chant in his mouth and a flick of his hand, a purple dragon that looked like mud roared out and rushed into the group of corpses.
Everywhere they passed, all the corpses turned into blood.
"The corpse puppet is not a friend or a person, kill it quickly, don't have meaningless thoughts. ”
Huo Yiting scolded everyone sharply.
Everyone looked embarrassed, and they still couldn't get started.
The corpses rushed towards Huo Yiting, Huo Yiting insisted, and kept reprimanding everyone.
The black light flickered, and the night wish was wrapped in the barrier, rushing into the city pass like a big ball, leaving a bloody path leading to the outside of the gate.
"If you don't want to fight, go away, these people are not saved, and there is no need to dwell on this. ”
Ye Yuan said mercilessly, rampage through the group of corpses, and then soared into the air, the barrier shattered, turning into countless arrows of light and shooting into the group of corpses below.
A large number of corpses were shattered by light arrows, but soon a large group of corpses rushed from the back barracks and the closed door on the other side, and surrounded everyone again.
Looking at the endless stream of corpses, Ye Yuan's face was solemn, and if he continued like this, he would only exhaust himself.
"Huo Yiting, how many people are in this kind of pass?"
"There are only 2,000 permanent people at the border gates..."
"But among them, there seem to be other garrisons nearby..."
"That camp... 20,000 residents..."
Night Wish listened with his eyebrows furrowed.
Just now, Luo Zheng said that these corpse puppets may have been made by a white fox woman and manipulated with scent.
Ye Wish floated in the air, while observing, while smelling the smell from time to time, there was only a faint fragrance in the city.
"Are you outside the gates..."
"Doesn't the manipulator want to appreciate his work..."
Ye Yuan thought, flew over the barracks, went out of the city pass, and looked for it outside the pass.
When I left the city pass, I was frightened by the night wish, and I saw four corpses and puppet streams, rushing to the city pass from different directions, among which were not only soldiers, but also some ordinary people.
Looking along the four corpse streams, I couldn't fully see the source.
"How is this possible... So many corpses... At such a distance... How can it be controlled..."
Nightwish lowered his height slightly, wanting to see how the puppets were controlled.
As soon as the height was lowered a little, the corpse puppet below suddenly raised its head, its gray eyes facing Night Wish, its hands raised high, and roared to catch Night Wish.
"What's going on... Don't... Is it the smell that attracts them?!"
With a wave of his hand, Ye Yuan wrapped him in a barrier to separate the smell, and the corpse puppet below quieted down, turned around blankly, and walked in the direction of Chengguan again.
"Sure enough, it's the smell!"
After making sure that the corpses were looking for enemies through smell, he could guess the method of driving them.
All that remains is the incredible amount and method of manufacture.
Such a huge amount is by no means achievable by ordinary methods of creating corpse puppets.
"Looks like we're going to go to the source. ”
Night Wish Direction, through the magic circle, contacted the kither, informed the kite of his thoughts, and asked her to allow her to find the source.
Luo Zheng quickly agreed, telling him to be more careful.
The night wish will not stay any longer, wrapping the black light barrier, choosing a corpse puppet stream, and going upstream.
In a few moments, a village appeared in front of me.
Nightwish slowed down and slowly approached.
The closer you get, the stranger Nightwish feels.
The village was dead silent, not inhabited.
And those corpses kept coming out of it.
Looking closely, those corpse puppets that came out seemed to be in waves, three or four in waves.
"It's... What's going on..."
Nightwish flew closer and closer, and when she saw the square at the other end of the village, Nightwish almost fell from the sky.
In the square, there were three people standing, each holding a ball with a faint light in their hands, and behind each of them was a coffin full of incantations.
The orb flickered from time to time, and with each flicker, a soul split out of it, and then the person holding the orb would reach into the black pocket around his waist, grab a handful of powder from it, and sprinkle it on the soul.
The soul greedily ate the powder, and then there was a burst of dazzling light, and when the light dissipated, a person appeared in the same place, as if he had not yet woken up.
Seeing the person appear, the man with the ball on the side did not say a word, and quickly pulled out the dagger on his waist and stabbed the man's neck.
After a convulsion, the man turned into a corpse puppet.
Sometimes, when the powder in the pocket has been exhausted, the person holding the ball turns around and gently lifts the coffin and deepens the bag into it. After a while, he took it out again and continued to make corpse puppets.
Ye Yuan watched in disbelief, Rao is he had experienced countless lives and deaths, and he had never seen such cruel practices.
"It's... Resurrect the dead soul and kill it directly to make a corpse puppet?!"
"Where did those ghosts come from..."
"What's that powder..."
"The dagger... Some of them are like the one he made..."
"What's in the coffin..."
Countless questions emerged, and Ye Yuan gritted his teeth and decided to go down directly and catch the three people and torture them.
Just as he was about to fall, he saw a figure fly out of the village and fly straight towards him.
Seeing someone coming, Ye Yuan frowned, stopped in the air, and waited for the person to come.
The figure approached, and Ye Yuan was shocked when he saw it, it turned out to be a corpse puppet.
"Flying corpses... Could it be that this corpse puppet is still conscious?!"
"I cut out the smell... How did this puppet find me..."
While frightened, Night Wish's interest also became stronger, although similar things existed in his time, but the environment of his time was completely different from the present.
His time can be said to be the age of the interconnectedness of all things, whether good or bad, life or death, the only limit to creation is imagination.
But now it is different, there are many rules between heaven and earth, and they cannot be disobeyed casually.
Ye Yuan thought, and the corpse puppet flew unhurriedly.
As he approached, he stood tall and floated across from the Night Wish, a pair of gray eyes that seemed to be looking at the Night Wish.
Ye Yuan looked at the corpse puppet in front of him with interest.
After a moment, the corpse puppet opened its mouth stiffly, and made a hoarse sound.
"You... Be... Night... Would you like...?"
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