Dust of History Chapter 19: I have a date with a zombie

The imperial envoy's legs and waist are completely weak, and every bone has been boiled into noodles by fear. The old man smoked back.

A small half of the old man's head was gone, from the top of the head to the corner of the forehead was slashed off obliquely, and the gray-white brain that was exposed outside was also slightly swaying with every step of the sluggish walking. He stared at the black and white eyes that had become a piece of gray, and was walking towards the imperial envoy with slow but firm steps. The imperial envoy was trembling, barely supporting himself on the ground with his hands and backing away, making a sound that even he didn't know what it was.

Not far away, a few cavalrymen were being held down by more than a dozen corpses. As if they were a few extremely delicious meals, although the corpses moved slowly, they still scrambled to pull and bite. The cavalry let out screams that could reach the limit of human throats, and their hands and feet were still moving, but the flesh and internal organs had been passed from the hands and mouths of the corpses.

The old man slowly approached the imperial envoy, as if expressing friendship and trust with a good friend, he stretched out his already stiff hands, put them on his shoulders, opened his mouth, and revealed the few things inside a few teeth.

The imperial envoy took out all the courage and composure in his life, took out a jeweled cross from his arms, closed his eyes and said loudly tremblingly: "In the name of God in heaven, you unclean Things, hurry up and stay away from the believers of God, or with justice..." Then there was only a hysterical cry, and he clearly felt the old man's teeth embedded in his scalp, reaching Skull, issued pain.

'Kola'. Like the crisp snap of biting into a crisp apple. It was the last sound he heard in the world.

Asa only felt goosebumps popping up on his vest and scalp.

Wife of Hunter Levin, the woman who once received him with great hospitality. Her originally intelligent face was almost cut in half with a single knife, the white bones could be seen from the rolled flesh, one eyeball had been chopped off by the knife, and some meridians were pulled out hang on the cheeks. She was eating a cavalry soldier with the corpses of several other villagers. Her other protruding eye like a dead fish stared blankly at the cavalry's abdomen. , biting out the sound of Zizi, the dark red juice dripped down her mouth. .

The fat man named Brother Bumble over there tore off the cavalryman's arm and bit it in his mouth. His neck was cut off in half, and the blood had probably dried up long ago. His skin was a chalky dead white, which contrasted with the bright red liquid still flowing from his mouth, and the contrast was shocking.

The scream is already the most beautiful sound on the grass, at least it can only be made by living things. The only other sound was the rustling of a hundred corpses of all kinds staggering about. Some of these corpses had a hole in their chest, exposing the internal organs inside, some held their heads in their hands as if they were holding a weapon, and some had swollen **** that lost an arm as they walked, or The rotten slimy internal organs were squeezed out of the mouth by the corpse gas, and it looked like vomiting, but the completely cloudy eyes were still staring straight ahead.

Asa had seen many corpses in the past. He even slept next to the corpse at Sandro's place. It's one thing to just stop there, quite another to get up and walk towards you. And the man in the red robe was still looking at him with interest from a few dozen steps away from him, as if looking at a date he was looking forward to. The gaze from those eyes gave off the smell of corpses, even stronger than the smell of hundreds of corpses around.

Whether he was hunted down in the uninhabited lizard swamp, or under any other circumstances, the greater the threat he faced, the stronger his desire to survive. There is a tenacity in him that rivals that of the toughest beasts.

But everything in front of him is no longer a threat, but the smell of naked death. No living creature can face this without being horrified. The smell of corpses that he was used to smelling was so disgusting now, those smells came from all directions and from the eyes of the man in red robe, like invisible fingers whirling and pinching on the skin. His legs were trembling a little, and he had a strong urge to run away.

Can't run away, can't run away, can't run away. Asa screamed to himself in his heart.

He is very clear that once a person turns around in the face of fear, he will be completely defeated by fear, and his rationality and fighting spirit will be eroded away in an instant, and then he will only fall into Frantically running away.

With his own speed and agility, those corpses are not a threat, but as long as he is lost in fear, once he exposes his back to the hand made of bones and skin, the result is likely to be It was blown to pieces by a big fireball.

"One has to be full to be energetic. In fact, it's not just people. Everything is the same. You have to be full to do things, don't you think?" He looked at Asa with the tone of a cat playing with a mouse and said.

The upper and lower canine teeth squeezed a small piece of meat on the wall of the mouth, and as soon as he exerted force, the **** smell spread in his mouth. This taste that seemed to have been forgotten for a long time immediately rekindled the fighting spirit in his heart that was almost overwhelmed by fear.

Asa stuck out his bloodshot tongue and licked his lips. Once his fighting spirit is ignited, it will burn into a red bayonet.

Asa took a deep breath, clenched the knife in his hand, and bowed like a cat. The man in the red robe stared at him, shook his head with a smile that didn't belong to him, and said in a voice that smelled like a corpse: "Don't be so nervous, I just want to..."

Asa rushed towards him suddenly.

"Young people are just too impatient." The red-robed man raised his withered hand slightly, as if it was just a small inadvertent movement. A tiny green flame jumped out of the chicken-foot-like hand and landed on the ground.

Asa, who was running, suddenly bent his hands and feet and rolled away on the ground desperately leaning to the side. The muscles of his hands and feet were sore from this excessive movement. He has been carefully watching every move of the man in red, and the purpose of sprinting is simply to dodge.

When the little green flame landed on the ground, it suddenly exploded into a green pillar of fire as high as a person, which quickly spread in a straight line in the direction Asa originally rushed, and Asa rolled to the ground. Passed by.

The pillar of fire rushed towards the corpses behind like a wild horse, and as soon as it touched a corpse, the flames grew like crazy. The pillar of fire that soared into the sky carried several corpses high into the air, and only when they reached midair, the corpses were completely melted in the green brilliance without leaving any traces.

Asa didn't look back, he had already jumped towards the red-robed man with all his might.

He can use magic himself, and he knows that the casting of magic must take time to save and prepare. The gap between the two spells is the only chance to attack.

It's a pity that he was wrong in his judgment this time, and he was wrong badly.

The man in the red robe raised his other hand, which was also a hand that seemed to be made of bones wrapped in a tattered leather glove. But this hand, devoid of an iota of fat, was burning more blazingly than any torch, as if it had been made of pure **** oil and crater brimstone.

Asa knew he was wrong, and he shouldn't have jumped up. Standing in the air, he had no room to use his strength to turn around, he could only watch the flame transform into a huge firebird in the hands of the red-robed man, spreading its wings and rushing towards him.

Asa condensed all his magic power into a fireball and shot it towards the firebird. The fireball was submerged in the dazzling brilliance of the firebird almost without a sound, and in an instant, it was all golden like the sun. The big bird transformed by Lie Yan flew towards him in a hugging gesture, trying to melt him into that incomparably warm embrace.

There was nothing he could do. All that was left was an animal instinct, wrapping himself up as much as possible.

Firebird successfully captured its prey and brought it into its arms, and immediately began to frantically turn and move in the air, showing the powerful magic energy that built itself, vowing to ravage the things in its arms into pieces dust.

A knife fell from the frantic ball of fire. As soon as the knife fell on the grass, it squeaked immediately, and all the grass that touched the knife was scorched.

"If you hadn't forced me, I would have really wanted to leave your corpse too." The red-robed man sighed with some difficulty. The two quick spellcastings in a row made him a little overwhelmed. He looked up to the sky. The arc-shaped shadow is devouring the sun's light at a speed that is invisible to the naked eye, and the sky has already darkened.

The man in red waved his hand, and the flamingo tumbling in the air immediately flew towards the Whispering Forest, turned into a rainbow of fire and plunged into the bushes, making a loud bang and bursting into a burst of red light. The man in the red robe nodded, waved to the corpses behind him and said, "The door is open, let's go in."

Asa has encountered many strange things, but none of them made him feel incredible.

I didn't die, not only did I not die, not even a single hair was burnt, but the palm holding the knife just now was scalded.

The knife in his hand immediately scalded when he shrunk into a ball and was captured by the fire bird in the air, causing him to throw away the pain. He could feel the mana and flames swirling wildly around him. He also used fire magic, so he could feel the intensity of the mana rushing around him. It stands to reason that even if he is a lump of pig iron, he will be melted into juice. But he just felt heat, not even a burning sensation, and no matter how crazy the flame fluctuated, it didn't splash on his body at all.

Then he felt himself flying through the air with the flying of the firebird, until there was a loud bang in his ears, the magic power and flames circulating around him dissipated, and his back slammed into the real thing.

After sending his hands away, he looked up and found that he was in a charred tree hole, or it should be said that he was in a carbon hole. This is an extremely thick ancient tree. A large hole was burned by the firebird in the trunk that can only be hugged by more than ten people. The wood around the hole has been completely carbonized.

Asa jumped down to the ground~IndoMTL.com~ There are such old trees all around, the thin mist swirls in the old trees, and the surrounding is so quiet that there is not a trace of birds and insects singing.

This is indeed the Forest of Whispers that he peeped outside. The quaint and magnificent old trees and misty mist are still there, but the sense of deterrence that shocked him has disappeared, and there is only a quiet sense of mystery.

Asa walked deep into the forest. He didn't understand why he was able to survive the terrifying flame magic. It might be because the red-robed man was merciful, or it could be some other reason, but no matter what it was, he didn't want to go back and face the red-robed man and the large group again. zombie. And from what the red-robed man said just now, it seems that this Forest of Whispers can only be entered once, and he must find the World Tree now.

Even the wind is still in this forest, as if there is nothing in the void, the only sound that can only be heard is the sound of his own footsteps on the grass and fallen leaves, not even a trace of living things. It was so quiet that it felt strangely scary.

Asa walked deep into the forest along the traces on the ground. These traces were left by the cavalrymen who escaped the zombies and fled into the woods just now. Following their footsteps, even if there is something wrong ahead, you can know it early.

But after walking a short distance, he really found that something was wrong.