"call out!"
"call out!"
Attacking simultaneously, two sharp bone spurs struck instantly.
The ear-piercing howl turned the nearest air into two white lines, like a rainbow penetrating the sun, heading straight for the undead monarch's head.
However, due to the special characteristics of the undead body, the stabbing attack that was originally capable of penetrating everything seemed to be plunged into thick fog and suddenly failed.
It serves no purpose other than a brief stir.
Under the cloak, his scarlet eyes glanced at the two bone spurs piercing his body, and he instantly laughed.
I saw the huge body of the undead monarch, turning like mist. The body spread rapidly, and the thick black death aura enveloped the two nearest aberrations in the blink of an eye.
corrosion! withered!
The thick death aura spread to the white bones, instantly covering the white bones with a layer of dull gray.
Life extraction is unique to the ability of the Necromancer. Every dimming of the aberration means that a large amount of life force has been extracted and thus completely absorbed.
The fog range is getting bigger and bigger.
But the two-headed aberrations shrouded in the air of death still had no emotions at all.
No panic, no flinching.
It's like the top fighting machine.
A few seconds later, the aberrations attacking from both ends did not care that they were about to be corroded into slag, and started to move again amidst the sounds of dissolving death energy.
As fast as lightning.
The bone spurs all over his body turned into weapons, and every move he made was an attack.
The long bone whip at the tail vertebra was suddenly barbed, and before the death energy could corrode, the two white bone whips instantly stabbed out like cannonballs, trying to kill "Mo Ling" again.
"laugh!"
"laugh!"
The bone awls crisscrossed and penetrated continuously, turning into white afterimages.
Compared to attacking the body, the tailbone whip that goes straight to the core is obviously more effective.
At a frequency of up to one hundred attacks per second.
The huge scarlet eyes shook, and the body that was spreading suddenly stopped.
The death energy spreading from the body also twisted and swayed during this attack.
This is a battle between monsters and monsters.
Dead air corrosion failed.
As if the two-headed aberrations fished out of sulfuric acid had no intention of stopping, the figure flashed again, and the joints of the whole body violated the restrictions, turning into various cruel killing moves, constantly attacking the black mist.
Take advantage of your illness to die!
Following a painful low roar, piercing sword breaths were slashed out from the hands of nearly a hundred Lin An.
One against a hundred.
No matter how strong the form of the Necromancer is, it is impossible to survive against hundreds of third-level coordinated aberrations.
Instinctively, "Mo Ling" obviously realized this.
She, who was slightly suspended from the ground, was instantly teleported in mid-air.
After dodging the sword breaths and mental storms coming one after another.
The dim death energy condensed again in an instant, and as his hands spread out as if summoned, a black energy column that penetrated the heaven and earth appeared instantly.
The dead rise!
Connecting life and death, on the ground, a large number of dead Lin An's corpses suddenly stood up strangely under the call.
Shaky.
Even if they lack heads or are cut in half, under the power of death, the dead Lin Ans are like the resurrected death army, turning towards the nearest Lin An.
If Lin An was still conscious, his jaw would definitely be dropped at this moment.
Mo Ling, who transformed into the Undead Lord, actually had the same resuscitation ability as his natural disaster skill.
But compared to his initial ability, this power of resurrecting the dead is more domineering!
The battle officially begins.
As the corpse continues to resuscitate, Lin An also continues to divide.
For a moment, a strange scene formed in the small battlefield.
On one side is the undead monarch who is constantly reviving corpses and controlling the corpses to kill the aberrations. On the other side is Lin An, who condensed from the void. Under the charge of the aberrations, he rushes towards the ink spirit in the sky.
Like a millstone of flesh and blood.
Compared with the battle between Lin An, the brutality of the fighting at this time has once again soared.
Every time a Lin An dies, a corpse is revived.
Whenever the corpse revives, Lin An will condense in the void again.
The strange confrontation formed a short-term balance for a while.
Viewed from a high altitude, the entire battlefield looks like a black and white chessboard. Under the "command" of both sides, the opponent's pieces are constantly strangled.
It's just that no one can notice it.
From the destroyed rocket launch tower, the memetic fluctuations that were spreading continuously are now weakening.
Energy is needed to create 'Lin An', it is also needed for division, and it is also needed for infection.
If there is only a one-sided fight between Lin An and the others, the dead Lin An will also return energy to the meme, forming a cycle.
However, after the addition of Mo Ling, Lin An, who was supposed to return to the cycle, was taken away by the unique ability of the Undead Lord.
Memes are like batteries that supply the battle between the two sides. Under such huge consumption, even with the meme rule-level "ability", it cannot continue endlessly.
And at the same time.
The undead monarch, who occupied almost half of the sky, gradually began to evolve to the next stage.
A black shadow that condensed with the aberration slowly appeared beside the Undead Lord.
Also, the Twins of Death.
....
"boom!"
The simple door was pushed open.
The middle-aged man who was lying on the sofa and holding Mo Yu in his arms was stunned for a moment and looked in the direction of the sound.
Mo Ling, who was supposed to stay in the room, walked out of the room silently.
After seeing clearly that it was Mo Ling, the expression of enjoyment on the middle-aged man's face suddenly turned cold, and he turned to look at the girl angrily:
"What are you doing out here!?"
"Go back and do your homework!"
As he spoke, the middle-aged man calmly moved his hand away from Mo Yu's waist.
Although he doesn't care about anything, let alone the so-called image, as a stepfather, in his eyes, his two daughters are just delicacies that can be picked at any time.
But under the gaze of Mo Ling's eyes, he still felt a little uncomfortable.
Seeing that Mo Ling was unmoved, he just looked at him coldly.
An unknown anger suddenly arose in the middle-aged man's heart, and he denounced:
"What are you looking at! Didn't you see that I was talking to your sister?"
"What's that look in your eyes!?"
"You want to be beaten, don't you!?"
As he spoke, he raised his hand as usual, ready to slap the girl on the face.
He prefers the weak Mo Yu to the cold Mo Ling who resists him.
His good mood was interrupted. Seeing that the scolding had no effect, the man couldn't help but suddenly pushed away his little daughter who was sitting on his lap and strode towards Mo Ling.
"damn it!"
"Why are you staring!?"
"Eat what I have and use what I have. If I hadn't been working hard outside, would you still want to go to school and eat!?"
Pushing, scolding.
As he spoke, the man unbuckled his belt and prepared to take out the belt and teach her a lesson. He wanted to make the girl in front of him realize who has the final say in this family.
In the kitchen, listening to the man cursing and yelling, the woman's body trembled suddenly.
After a moment of hesitation, a trace of unbearability flashed across her face, but she just washed the dishes in her hands faster.
Although the man's words are ugly, it is true.
Since the divorce, it has been very difficult for her to live with her two daughters.
Children need to go to school and have food to eat, all of which require money.
If she really offends a man, she really doesn't know how to survive.
Although the man is usually hands-on, he is not good to his two daughters.
but...
Life...is inherently hard.
Just be patient and it will pass.
Muttering to herself, the woman was like a numb machine, washing the dishes in her hands over and over again.
"It's okay...it's okay..."
"It'll be okay..."
...
"Snapped!"
A loud slap sounded from the living room.
The middle-aged man gasped, looking at the still motionless girl in front of him, and couldn't help but feel unknown anger rising in his heart.
"Look! Still looking!"
Facing the ungrateful girl, he slapped her directly.
But the red slap marks on her face didn't seem to scare the girl.
"You really like watching it, don't you? Come on, I'll let you watch it to your heart's content!"
Looking at Mo Ling, who held his head high and glared at him, the man felt that his majesty had been challenged.
It's okay to work outside and be a kid, but at home, he is the one who is the best!
An evil fire surged into my heart, and I no longer had any scruples.
The middle-aged man in a vest dragged Mo Ling to the sofa, and his other rough hand pulled Mo Yu directly to his side.
The smelly mouth came directly to Mo Yu's face, and while looking at Mo Ling, he was dressed roughly as if he was enjoying forbidden pleasure.
"Don't you like watching it!?"
"Come on! What a fool! What happened to me right in front of you!?"
After saying that, the man gasped and unbuttoned his pants, then grinned and tried to pull off his little daughter's clothes.
"don't want!"
"Dad... don't!!"
Cry, push back.
Mo Yu, who was pulled in front of him again, sobbed and tried to stop the man's hand, but how could he resist an adult with his little strength?
Listening to the crying in his ears, the man became more and more excited.
Then Jiu Jin, while looking greedily at Mo Ling's suddenly trembling body, he couldn't help groping for his little daughter with his hands.
how? Are you scared now?
Come on, look at me, little bastard!
Perverted, grinning.
Facing Mo Ling, who was biting his lips tightly, the man's hands became faster and faster.
Look, watch me fuck your sister to death in front of you!
He cursed secretly.
After the sound of clothes being torn, the middle-aged man felt a rush of pleasure from conquering and humiliating him.
Looking at Mo Ling standing there, he couldn't help but smile and gasp:
"It's a draft, come on, look carefully, I will fuck you next!"
With the girl's cry, everything was so chaotic for a moment.
After that, just as he turned back to take off his pants again, a slight piercing sound suddenly sounded among the cries.
His body froze.
The middle-aged man felt as if something had been stabbed into his back, and water seemed to be flowing on his back.
hiss...
What... was punctured?
The blood flowed away, and he covered the wound in shock and disbelief. When he subconsciously wanted to turn around, he heard the sound of a knife piercing flesh again.
"laugh!"
The blade pierced his hand directly. Digging hard into the lower back.
"Ahhhhhh!!"
The man screamed instinctively, his whole body was like a shrimp, screaming in pain.
Pain came.
Only now did he realize what the piercing sound was.
In the hands of Mo Ling, who was standing behind the man, he saw a knife covered in blood, piercing the man's back fiercely.
The slender hands were shaking a little, but one could feel the determination in them.
He staggered to his feet and turned around with difficulty.
Wanting to retreat and covering the wound on his lower back, the middle-aged man looked at Mo Ling in horror, his eyes full of disbelief.
"Fuck...you..."
How dare she stab me! ? How dare she resist me! ?
The subconscious curse was too late to come out, and he was dizzy due to the massive loss of blood. The middle-aged man struggled to take the knife from Mo Ling's hand, but found that the little hand stabbed him hard again.
"Ahhhh!!"
The screams tore apart the night.
In the messy living room, Mo Yu, with his hands on his chest, squatted on the ground tremblingly, his red eyes filled with fear.
In front of him was his sister covered in blood.
The next second.
Sounds like sacks being pierced were heard one after another.
"laugh!"
"laugh!"
One knife after another.
The knife cuts into the bone.
...
