Chapter 221 Tang Laosan's Fantasy Drifting (03)(2/2)
Tang Shuye hesitated for a moment, and then boldly chose to enter the castle.
The skeleton mage Clerina, who finally recovered, chose to keep up with Tang Shuye.
The undead who were forced to be enlisted and enlisted in the army suddenly turned into a bunch of headless eagles. Most of these undead were green souls with low intelligence, with only a small number of blue souls.
He dared not escape because all the idiots who escaped were hacked to death by the black knight Coojit.
He was even more afraid to enter the city. The soul pressure emitted by the Black Knight Coojit always made these low-level undead instinctively afraid, and they couldn't even hide from Coojit.
Only Nicholas Tang, the alien, dared to approach the Black Knight Coogit from time to time, and dared to speak.
"I always feel that something is wrong. Otherwise..."
The only lower-level vampire muttered with his fangs. He was also one of the few blue souls, but unfortunately he was not favored by the Black Knights and the special ones.
So after hesitation for a while, the next vampire chose to give up: "Let's forget it, just wait here for a little safer."
After muttering, the vampire looked at the nearest zombie with scarlet eyes and maliciously.
I haven't sucked blood for half a month. The black-haired living person on the dry bone plain is like he is dead... Alas, can he be really dead, right?
I remember decades ago, the owner of this bastion was still a group of living people with black hair.
What is the woman who is very, very strong in blood and energy in the lead? She seems to be called Mu, Mu...
Ahhhh! I can’t remember it! I really want to suck blood!
Although the rotten blood of a walking zombie is poisonous, it can at least be used to suck a little soul fire.
"What are you looking at?"
The zombies running around on their bodies glared at the vampire with some emotion.
Bo--
One of the walking zombie's eyes collapsed out because of excessive force.
Ahhhh, I can't help it!
The vampire rushed towards the zombie, swung past the fist that was as big as a sandbag, and embedded its sharp teeth deeply into the zombie's neck, which was thicker than the senior chef.
The other undead around him suddenly became a commotion, and many undead eyes were filled with crazy lights. Undead with wisdom would suddenly fall off their minds from time to time due to various messy reasons, and then be dominated by instinct.
I don’t know if it was the undead who took the first move. The undead who was forcibly recruited quickly fell into chaos. When the black knight Kujit, who had spoken out of anger, noticed that something was wrong and hurriedly returned to suppress. One-third of the undead he recruited had turned into corpses...
Tang Shuye, who also heard the sound, did not follow the black knight Coojit, but stayed in the bastion.
What made Tang Shuye unable to stay was a wall.
The wall seemed to be used as paper for recording words, with many words written everywhere.
——The brother is fighting, I will avenge him!
——Mom also died in battle, take revenge!
——Dad, too, take revenge! Take revenge!
...
Dot, horizontal, vertical, stroke, stroke...
This is, this is clearly our words!
Why... Why do our words appear in this castle that has long been destroyed in the undead world?!
Looking at the layers of "revenge" on the wall.
Chapter completed!