"You, damn it, damn it...ahhh! Ouch!"
The living corpse cursed, roared in pain, and stood up from the ground.
There were some wounds on his hands and sides of his body, which were hit by Duan Chen's and mine's spells just now, and now rancid black blood was oozing out.
Duan Chen was a little surprised.
"Not bad, brother! The two [Green Light Curses] I fired at the same time just now were aimed at your waist. You can still stand up? You are in good health."
He gave a thumbs up.
Duan Chen became even more relaxed after discovering that this "living corpse" had no fighting skills or any "corpse technique" except for its brute strength.
He returned to his usual carefree and in need of a beating look.
I pointed at the living corpse in front of me with the star blade in my hand and said in a deep voice.
"Once again, you are dead, not a living person but a corpse! If you can accept this fact and control your emotions, maybe we can help you fulfill your wish during your lifetime. And... help you get rid of the so-called arrest. Your bad guy! Otherwise, let you become a real dead body."
Zheng!
I waved my sword, and another silver sword flew out. It slashed straight away at an astonishing speed.
This living corpse obviously had no combat experience at all. He didn't know how to dodge in advance when I raised my hand. By the time I tried to dodge, it was already too late.
He could only raise his hands to defend like before.
The sword hit his arms, sending them flying back. He fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and hit the wall with his back.
boom……
A piece of the wall was shattered, and dust was falling down.
The living corpse groaned in pain.
I looked directly into its eyes.
"Again, can you recognize the reality of death and control your emotions? If not, then as a zombie, your existence is like a time bomb, which may cause major harm to society at any time. No The meaning of existence.”
As I spoke, the sword of the Star Blade in my hand glowed brighter, surrounded by sharpness. At the same time, the sword seemed to sense my thoughts, and it also made a trembling sound...
It may be that it was beaten twice, or it may be that it is indeed special - it is so powerful by nature. Under repeated stimulation by Duan Chen and I deliberately pointed out that it was dead, it seems to have actually recovered some of its sanity and strength. Calm.
Is the method of fighting poison with poison somewhat effective?
The living corpse fell there, leaning against the wall, and did not stand up to attack or roar again. Instead, more blood and tears suddenly flowed from his eyes, and his voice was sad and miserable.
"I, I'm so useless...I'm a waste. I can't even protect my fiancée. Wuwuwu, I watched those damn bad guys kill her with my own eyes. But there was nothing I could do, even myself, also……"
The living corpse choked, blood and tears flowed all over its face, and dripped to the ground, making it look even more terrifying and weird.
But it's not as ferocious as before, instead it makes people feel sympathy.
It may be struggling, fighting with its own "cognition", and finally it may finally face reality.
"I myself was... killed by these bad guys, right? I turned into what I am now, looking like a human and a ghost."
At this point, it may also feel relieved.
The ferocious aura surrounding my body that made people feel depressed and frightened dissipated a little, but at the same time, I could also feel that its aura had become weaker - which meant that its strength had become weaker.
Although I don’t know why this is the case, I guess it may be the special nature of “living corpses”, right?
Because the "living corpse" is the transformation of a corpse with a very strong obsession, and the obsession is much stronger than a ghost!
After all, this obsession can make it think that it is still alive, but it turns out to be a corpse, showing some characteristics of a living person. This is simply incredible.
It is precisely this obsession that makes "living zombies" more difficult to deal with than "zombie ghosts" of the same level.
But if after being "awakened", the emotions are under control and the obsession is weakened, maybe the strength will also be weakened?
Of course, these are all my personal subjective guesses and inferences!
Whether it is true or not is not certain...
Because "living corpses" are so rare!
Duan Chen thought for a while and took a few steps forward. He got a little closer to the living corpse and spoke at the same time.
"Brother, although you are dead, you are still able to move normally, and you have gained strength that you could not imagine before you were alive, right? So it's not necessarily a bad thing. Would you like to have a cigarette? Hua Zi, it's very good."
He took his hand out of his pocket and already had three cigarettes.
With a flick of a finger.
Two of them flew towards the living corpse and me respectively.
The living corpse subconsciously reached out and grabbed Hua Zi, his expression was a bit confused, and even the blood and tears were flowing slowly.
I flicked it lightly, and my cigarette flew back.
"Thank you, Lao Duan, I don't smoke."
When I was in junior high school, I was encouraged by that guy Wang Dachun to try smoking a cigarette.
I never expected that my mother and my master would discover the lingering smell of cigarette smoke after I returned home!
Oh my God.
That's been two days.
Needless to say, the result...my mother and my master both gave me a severe meal.
So from then on, I never smoked again!
It's not that I'm afraid of being beaten or scolded, it's just that I don't want the two most important women in my life to be sad and angry.
"Tch~ It's really boring, Xiao Chong! Big brother, let's smoke. Ignore this uninteresting guy."
Duan Chen complained and put away my cigarette.
Snap!
He snapped his fingers again, and a ball of true energy flew out from his fingertips, splitting into two thumb-sized flames, and lit cigarettes for himself and the "living corpse" respectively.
Looking at the flames flying over, the living corpse hesitated for a moment. He was probably worried that we would go back on our word and suddenly burst out to kill it, right?
But in the end, he stretched out the cigarette, lit it, put it in his mouth and took a long puff.
Then……
call!
Breathing out a big smoke ring.
Bang bang bang!
Duan Chen also applauded it vigorously and gave it a thumbs up.
"Okay, okay, big brother, your smoke-spitting skills are amazing. I can't even spit it out. Look, it's a bit flat."
He blew out a small smoke ring, which slowly dissipated in the air.
It has to be said that Duan Chen's "familiar" and talkative character makes it easy to close the distance between them.
After he cleared the air for the "living corpse" and chatted for a few more words, the atmosphere between us relaxed a lot. There is no longer the tense and tense feeling just now.
I actually admire Duan Chen. After all, I don’t have the ability to “get familiar with myself” and quickly get along with everything...
Duan Chen wrapped some paper towels in Zhenqi and sent them over.
"Come on, big brother, wipe your tears! It's so ugly all over your face. What's your situation? Tell me and you. Don't worry, we are all decent monks and good people. Just what you say Those [bad guys who know magic] are completely different."
I also took photos of two chairs from the air and blew the dust away with a breeze.
He sat down with Duan Chen.
Because this living corpse is also sitting slumped against the wall. If we stand, we might give it a sense of oppression?
