The second flame once again flew towards the rotting corpse that killed two villagers, and the exploded fire ball even burned the wooden fence next to it.
The heavy rain reduced the power of some of the flames, and the fire on the rotting corpse was extinguished quickly. The young man named Hong Jun spat disdainfully...
If it hadn't been for the heavy rain, the carrion would have been blasted to pieces by his two flames!
The rotten corpse was not dead. It stood up unsteadily, opened its mouth full of blood, and roared at the young man Hong Jun.
The body was badly damaged by the blast, but the speed of the undead did not slow down at all. It rushed towards Hong Jun crazily on all fours...
Another fire appeared on Hong Jun's palm. Unfortunately, this time the fire did not hit the high-speed moving undead, so the undead whose body was burned beyond recognition had already arrived in front of Hong Jun, scaring Hong Jun. My whole face turned white!
"Back off!"
An old man's voice sounded from the side, it was Xie Sang, the village chief who had taken the medicine before!
Waves were rolling around Xie Sang, and as he shouted loudly, a raging torrent rushed towards the corpse.
The rotten corpse had just jumped halfway when its body was knocked down by the violent waves. After sinking into the torrent, the rotten corpse immediately lost all mobility and was violently washed away by the ferocious violent waves. Beyond the stake fence.
The blue wooden pile was washed away, and the rotting corpse was washed far away, and there was no longer any threat.
The villagers breathed a sigh of relief after seeing this. Fortunately, the village chief was a mid-level mage, otherwise they would not know what to do when encountering such a mutated undead.
"Arrogant and arrogant, I almost lost my life!" Xie Sang walked up to Hong Jun and snorted coldly.
Only then did Hong Jun come to his senses, still looking stubborn.
He ignored the village chief's lesson and walked quickly towards Su Xiaoluo, only to find that wild fool who ran out of nowhere was supporting Su Xiaoluo, with a flash of anger in his eyes.
He was the one who saved people, why did he turn into this kid to show off his hospitality?
"It has been many years since a mutant undead appeared...why did it suddenly appear?" Su Xiaoluo looked at the undead body that was washed far away.
"Who knows. But don't worry, Xiao Luo, as long as I, Hong Jun, are here, the undead can't hurt you at all." Hong Jun said.
At this time, Zhang Xiaohou took a big black umbrella from nowhere. Just as he was about to lift it up for Su Xiaoluo, who was still soaked in the rain, Hong Jun snatched it away and said angrily, "Thank you," and then he and Su Xiaoluo held the umbrella together. Zhang Xiaohou was left alone.
Su Xiaoluo was thinking about the mutant undead and didn't notice their jealousy. However, Hong Jun raised his lips and looked at Zhang Xiaohou with a bit of ridicule.
"I want to check that body." Su Xiaoluo said seriously.
"I'll go with you." Zhang Xiaohou said immediately.
"You should just stay in the village honestly. You are a fool who can't even remember who you are. Didn't you just see how powerful the undead are? Don't let the mutant undead appear again. Be the first to run away. It's you." Hong Jun pushed Zhang Xiaohou, and his other hand lit up a small ball of flame like a trick, with a hint of showing off.
"Don't be so naive, okay." Su Xiaoluo rolled her eyes. So he put on his slipping raincoat and went outside the fence.
"Xiao Luo, it's better not to go, it's too dangerous..." Xie Dashen said.
A dark-skinned old man also nodded and said, "Yes, it is more dangerous to leave the village."
"It must be a curse, I said it was a curse!!" the sharp-faced villager who was scared out of his wits shouted.
"Gouzi, can you stop scaring yourself all day long?" Hong Jun said.
Xie Sang stood aside expressionlessly. At this time, most of the people in the village had also come out. When they saw the two bloody corpses, they were frightened and panicked, and they gathered around the village chief Xie Sang.
The village grew up drinking special well water, and only needed to drink a certain amount of well water every month. Then they won't be attacked by the undead, so the village probably doesn't need mages very much... But considering that this place is relatively close to the Qinling Mountains, monsters may come here to look for food, and the monsters will not accept their tricks. So usually there will be one or two mages in the village, usually the village chief...
Now that mutant undead appear, the only mage who can fight against the undead becomes particularly important.
"Xiao Luo, go and see what's going on with that rotting corpse. Hong Jun, you go with him in case there are still such undead souls outside. Fu Da. Just don't follow him. You are not from this village and have not been affected by the well water. With nourishment, ordinary undead will attack you." Xie Sang said.
The village chief Xie Sang asked several other brave young people to go together. Su Xiaoluo led these people through the wooden fence that was washed away by the violent waves and walked out of the village.
The rotten corpses were swept far away, at least a hundred or two hundred meters away. The villagers living in the dangerous village would not easily leave the village at night. The undead would not attack them unless they attacked them, but who can guarantee whether there will be such overwhelming resentment? What about the undead monsters that kill anything that touches anything?
No one else in the village had the guts to go out, so they gathered around the wooden fence and watched from a distance.
It was evening now, and the light was lower due to the hazy rain. You could only see out to a range of three to four hundred meters at most. If it took a while, it would be completely dark and you wouldn't be able to see anything.
Su Xiaoluo, Hong Jun, and three other young men all arrived in front of the corpse. Su Xiaoluo was a medical woman, so she had no fear of corpses. She knelt down and inspected the corpse.
"Hurry... hurry up."
"A corpse is nothing to look at..."
The two young men were trembling and did not dare to stay outside for more than a moment.
Hong Jun laughed at them and said, "With me here, are you afraid of your eggs?"
"That's right, that's right. Brother Hong Jun is a fire mage. A third-level elementary mage!"
"This is very powerful outside, right?" Another young man also said.
"That is."
Su Xiaoluo frowned slightly, and finally stood up helplessly.
Several other people hurriedly asked why the carrion attacked them.
"This is an ordinary undead." Su Xiaoluo came to this conclusion.
"How is that possible? We have been drinking well water for generations and we are protected. Moreover, last month each of our households also accepted the ritual of the well water god. How could we be attacked by the undead?" said one of the young people.
Su Xiaoluo pondered, not knowing how to answer this question for a while.
Hong Jun didn't care very much. Just when he was about to say a few words of comfort, suddenly a creepy sound came from near the rain curtain...
Like dragging the body, chewing carrion, or symphony of joints, the sound came from all directions and became clearer and clearer amidst the heavy rain.
"OMG!!"
One of the young men screamed. Hong Jun turned his head and suddenly found a pair of scarlet eyes staring at the living people in the pouring rain! ! (To be continued.)
