Mortal Prison Chapter 111: Companion
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Keng!
Under the fierce collision, a dazzling spark flashed away.
I couldn't bear such strength, I staggered, my arms spasmed, my hands were completely numb, as if they were not my own anymore, my palms were sticky and full of blood, and the Nine Dragon Sword was in my hand only after the huge blow. It turned around in a circle and suddenly tore the flesh in the palm, and the flesh at the tiger's mouth was simply torn apart.
The old corpse that faced me head-on was repulsed by me.
Hooray!
An evil wind came from the side.
Another old corpse came and raised its hands to shovel towards my neck. The hands were black and blue, as sharp as an eagle's claws, enough to pierce my neck!
I was horrified. It took a lot of effort to fight off the old corpse in front of me head-on. At this moment, when the old strength was exhausted and the new strength was not yet regenerated, I could no longer dodge it.
Just when death and I met like two speeding chariots on the narrow road and were about to collide with each other, a black shadow roared out.
It’s a soldier!
At the critical moment, he actually gave up on the old corpse that he was fighting with, risking his life to come to my aid, and hugged the old corpse that was attacking me. The collision of flesh and blood made a dull and heartbreaking sound.
In an instant, he and the old corpse rolled into a ball on the ground.
I was saved, but the soldier was in danger. The old corpse he dealt with before had already rushed towards him. One of us is too many to deal with such a thing. If two old corpses knock him to the ground, he will There is no doubt that he will die, leaving his body intact is a luxury!
The old corpse that was knocked away by me stood up straight again.
They have no sense of pain, let alone physical strength or fear. They are the best warriors in the world. The soldier and I were already at an absolute disadvantage in an instant.
The old corpse stood up and jumped towards me with murderous intent.
The soldiers were still fighting against the old corpse that sneaked up on me. They didn't realize that an old corpse was approaching it, and it opened its mouth to bite his neck.
Self-help? Or save people?
I had never thought about this problem, so I roared and raised my sword and slashed at the old corpse who was about to bite the soldier!
Keng!
Beheading with a sharp blade, the head kept coming, but a ball of sparks exploded.
However, this time, the old corpse's head was also deflected, preventing it from biting the soldier as it wished!
"Roar!"
Severe pain came from my ribs. The old corpse that was targeting me succeeded easily after I completely gave up on my own safety. Its palms cut open the flesh under my ribs like a knife. I twisted in panic. Move your body, otherwise its hand may have penetrated into my abdominal cavity.
Then, the old corpse bit me **** my shoulder, wanting to tear the flesh off!
I didn’t look at its ferocious head. I wielded the Nine Dragon Sword and slashed at the old corpse trying to bite the soldier. I had chopped off the head of that thing with my sword before, and I took advantage of its illness to kill it. At that time, I kicked it in the chest and kept hitting its head with the Nine Dragon Sword.
No swordsmanship or moves are of any use!
Anyway, this thing is invulnerable. The Nine-Dragon Sword is simply used as an iron bar in my hand. I rely on brute force to strike. The more I hit, the bigger the wound on my hand becomes. Blood flows down the hilt of the Nine-Dragon Sword all the way to the sword. On the front.
Unknowingly, the Nine Dragons pattern on the Nine Dragon Sword lit up, the color was like hot coals, and it was brighter than before. There was even a red cloud lingering on it, and there was a faint purple halo that was restrained. It was really magical.
Ouch!
Vaguely, I seemed to hear a low roar in my heart.
I was already red-eyed, but under this roar, I suddenly regained my clarity. I held the Nine Dragon Sword and slashed the old corpse's head again. I only heard a "pop" sound, and half of the old corpse's head flew away. When I got out, my originally powerful existence that left me helpless was completely destroyed.
Then, I tried my best to lose a piece of meat and tore off the old corpse hanging on my body. Before the opponent could jump up, I slashed it with my sword. The two pieces of the corpse were still there. He was convulsing. There were no internal organs inside, and his belly was full of water. After killing him with a sword, the water flowed out "gushingly". He didn't know how much there was. It was scarier than turning on the faucet.
At this time, the soldiers gradually suppressed another old corpse. He was fighting with hatred and lost his mind. His fighting was completely unorganized and relied on brute force. He inevitably left many scars on his body and pinned the old corpse down. The opponent was still struggling and could overturn him at any time. His neck was extended very long, his mouth was opened and he kept roaring, trying to bite the soldier.
I pierced the old corpse's mouth with my sword, and the sword edge penetrated through the back of the skull, nailing the head to the ground. After a while, the old corpse stopped moving, and then I drew the sword.
The soldiers were panting, and I was holding the magical Nine Dragon Sword in one hand while staring blankly at the mess around me.
As a grave digger, I know very well that old corpses like this are not the so-called fake corpses that have become so powerful. They are all naturally formed. Under the uncanny workmanship of nature, nothing is wrong. Possible things, what humans currently know is just the tip of the iceberg. Corpses like this are beyond the scope of human understanding. The fat and other things in their bodies did not rot away after death, but stuck to them. The muscles and bones, over time, seem to be covered with armor, very tough and almost invulnerable.
Such an old corpse is a treasure. A local master can dig it up and sell it for a good price. But if it falls into the hands of a corpse herder, it will have huge use value. It is simply a humanoid weapon.
Why... the Nine Dragon Sword can easily split such a corpse?
What kind of mysterious power does the Nine Dragon Sword contain?
I have personally seen it blow up Brother Jun's arm to pieces, and I have personally experienced many of its miraculous methods.
But in the end, I found that I still knew nothing about it.
But one thing I am basically sure of is that this sword is very interested in my blood. When it encounters my blood, it will undergo some wonderful changes, which are more wonderful than chemical reactions!
"Don't stand still, let's go!"
Ji Zi's urgent voice came, and the battle was over. He had taken care of all the remaining old corpses, but it seemed that he was also very tired and had many wounds on his body.
Dr. Bing and I had such a hard time dealing with three of them that we almost died. He had to deal with eight or nine. You can imagine the pressure.
The zombies under the mountain are approaching us infinitely.
Without thinking too much, we hurriedly wanted to leave. Unexpectedly, just after taking two steps, a strong feeling of dizziness came over me. My legs kept shaking, and I fell to the ground with a "plop".
"Overdraft!"
Ji Zi knew my situation well after just one glance, and said eagerly: "I told you not to use strength beyond the limit of your body. You just used something you shouldn't use when you were emotional. Power!"
Having said that, he still turned back and carried me on his back without hesitation.
"I'll do it!"
The soldier hurriedly said: "I am strong, I will carry my brother!"
"You are at the end of your rope, take care of yourself and open a way ahead!"
Ji Zi looked tenacious. He carried me for a few steps and then paused. I heard his slightly rapid breathing.
The soldiers are weak, so why not him?
Although I don’t know what the ability to spit fire from the mouth is about, but...it takes a lot of money to think about it!
Under such circumstances, it would not be wise to carry me on your back to break out.
After all, I didn’t have the courage to say the words that left me behind. This was a bit selfish, but I really wanted to live. After hesitating for a long time, I leaned into his ear and whispered softly: "Thanks, brother..."
This is the first time I said the word brother to him.
Thieves are not close to others. They have friends all over the world but few brothers. Friends are for stabbing knives, but brothers share life and death.
I have been a thief for too long, and it is hard to change my thief nature.
Ji Zi hesitated, then smiled: "We are companions. It is my honor to fight side by side with you. I feel relieved to leave my back to you."
After saying that, he speeded up. He was a monk after all, and his physical condition was not good enough. It was very difficult to carry an adult man weighing 140 kilograms on his back when he was overdrawn. When he ran, he would kick one foot deep and one foot shallow, and he would stumble. Stumbling.
Many zombies have gathered on the pile of corpses in the west. They are not as mobile as the old corpses. They are trapped there, looking dark and dense. Some fell into the cracks of the rocks and got stuck. They can only look up and face We growl, telling us how much it covets our flesh and blood.
Ji Zi ran faster and faster, and shouted when she got close: "Soldier, open the way!! If you rush over, you will live, if you can't, you will die!!"
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