Chapter 74 Chapter 73

From that chaos, I saw fog. No, not right.The mist should be pure white like milk.But the fog in front of me was black. The thick fog, as black as ink, rushed towards the face like a big net.I choked, but before I coughed, my throat was frozen into ice. cold.Now I can't even feel the pain.I just feel cold.It was as if a complete general anesthesia had been given by cryotherapy. I couldn't tell whether the sudden sharp impact in the black mist just now was the uncontrollable severe cold or the long-lost pain. My blood froze in my veins, and my skin was soon covered with a thin layer of frost.That terrible impact pierced my body again like a sharp spear, and then protruded empty from the same position behind me.

This time I saw him.That was not a spear.That's one person. No, not a person.What I saw was a body covered in armor. His half-decayed body could barely support the weight of the armor, and the heavy metal helmet was tilted to one side, revealing a pair of rotten flesh and bones crawling with maggots, staring at my face with empty eye sockets. I screamed. The sound instantly froze in the air covered with ice crystals, and then overwhelmed, fell down and shattered into pieces. Shock wave after wave.Like waves at high tide.Like a hurricane rolled up from the ground.Like a tongue of raging flames leaping from the all-covering sand dunes.Numerous half-decayed bodies wearing armor emerged from the black mist one after another, carrying terrifying weapons, and walked through my body into the Evergreen Kingdom.There were tens of thousands of these corpses, and in a short while, they had covered the entire camp behind me like flying locusts.

Among them stood the white swan and his accomplices, all eyes upon them. "It seems that you are somewhat useful." Heath narrowed his eyes, looked at the trembling red robe witch in front of him, and said, "It saved us a lot of effort to find you." There was no trace of teasing on Vera's face.When the zombies swarmed her, her face was ashen, and all the amorous feelings disappeared without a trace at that moment.The situation has completely out of control, obviously, this is not the ending she expected. I remembered that Radu once said: "If you want to kill D, you have to use my method."

And that's how he did it, summoning horrific legions of zombies from hell.Just like that time. My memories overlapped in an instant, as if I had accurately opened a big book spanning six hundred years and found the corner I didn't want to remember.Underline, highlight, bold capital letters are ready to stand out. I saw myself chained to the devil's chains again, crying helplessly against the bloody battlefield.I wanted D to put on a mask and run away, but I quickly remembered that he didn't have one.His mask has been given to Lotbar.He has nowhere to go.The time was suddenly pulled back to the same moment six hundred years ago, where he and the mermaid warrior stood side by side, facing an invincible army of zombies.

That time, the mermaid army led by Theodore was almost wiped out.Although D eventually defeated the demon, his own life was the high price to pay.So what about this time? "This time you will die." Radu chuckled, and his humanoid body swelled unbelievably rapidly amidst the laughter.The "Tiranos" black robe tightly wrapped around his body was torn apart by the solid muscles like steel. I was surprised to see that his body had almost doubled in size. Two terrifying sharp horns stick out. He is the demon Radu, and this is what he really looks like! "Come on, Vlad!" the horned demon said in a raspy voice, "Give me back everything you took from me!"

A new round of fighting has begun. If I can, I am willing to close my eyes forever, not to watch the fight that is happening before my eyes.Because I've seen it once in Murphy's dream.I remember that battle as brutal as any other.I am glad that it has been buried in the mezzanine of time, covered with tears and blood.Believe me, at no point do I want to recall the relevant details. But it didn't pass.It never has. D is here, holding the long sword of the Dragon Knight to fight zombies and fight demons.In dreams, in reality, in the human world, and in the realm of elves, he has been fighting for six hundred years.He never won.Because the battle is not over yet.Because neither Vlad nor Radu is dead yet.No, they were all dead, long, long ago.But the blood of the devil forced them to be reborn one after another.

This time, the monster's dual identities have been given to two of them: one is a vampire and the other is a demon. The lives of the two were woven into a blood-red pattern, a tied knot, and a rusty lock by the hand of fate.Blood brothers who depend on each other, one must personally kill the other to be freed. You must choose one of the two.This is the curse of the card "Chariot". All the warriors of WindClan and WaterClan on the battlefield are doing their best to fight against zombies.Every one of them is exhausted and scarred, and they burn their remaining faith and courage in the slim hope, and fight to the last moment of their lives.

But the killing never ends.Their enemies are tireless and painless. These zombies have no consciousness, no mind and no heart. The only thing they can do is to obey orders to kill and keep killing. D also suffered injuries all over his body.he is tired.His wound was not healed before he was hit again by the opponent.He is no longer the original dragon knight, he has immortal life and powerful strength, but at the same time, the opponent's ability is also advancing by leaps and bounds.His enemy is no longer the aging demon who was already at the end of his battle. Today, Radu is still very young for the age of the demon. He is as sharp as an eagle and as vigorous as a leopard. Swinging a knife is like Thor bringing forth a thunderbolt. He has been dormant for six hundred years just for today's life-and-death struggle between brothers!

Is it my illusion?I seem to see D casting a sad look at me. He is fighting.He can't be distracted at all.But he took one look at me, one clear look at me, and maybe he knew it would be the last time he saw me. Countless shattered corpse parts were writhing and twisting on the grass like disgusting worms. They had lost their human form, but they could still move.They look for those elf soldiers who are not yet dead, quickly climb up their hands and feet like climbing plants, gnaw their limbs, suck their brains and bone marrow, and tear off the flesh of the enemy with bayonet-like fangs. Meat.Blood stained the black mist almost red, and crimson ice condensed in the grass.

The well-trained manticores in the sky scattered like frightened rhinos on the battlefield.They were all experienced in battles, but they had never experienced such a tragic battle, and they were terrified.In the blood-red sight, the god of death held his sickle high and sat in the middle of the battlefield, and the dark angel blew the horn of death, and fear appeared in the eyes of all the elf warriors on the ground one after another.Everyone knows that in the face of these horrific zombies, it is only a matter of time before the entire army is wiped out. I can't see Setus and Solon, and I can't see Little S either.I vaguely saw that the tall body of Nesser the Eagle Eagle had been covered by wriggling carrion.I almost gulped it up.There are other elf soldiers I know or don't know.They all died, tragically.

I can't watch D die with my own eyes. Because I've seen him die once.That's enough, enough already.I cannot allow the same tragedy to repeat itself six hundred years later.I can't let him die.At least I can't let him die among such a group of zombies, I can't let him die before Lotbal and I! I couldn't see Lotbal in the dark fog ahead of me, but my hand still held his. "Let me go." I concentrated all my energy and shouted to him with my mind. He didn't respond. "Let me go!" I struggled desperately, but my whole body was numb without a trace of consciousness.I tried again and again, and finally managed to pull the person in front of me closer from the black mist by using the huge power flowing in my body. It was so hard that I bumped my head into his chest.dizzy. When I opened my eyes again, I froze.I thought the person I bumped into was Lotbar, but the person standing in front of me at this moment turned out to be a person who would never appear here. The person I saw was Murphys.