After falling into that state of loss of touch, I don’t know what kind of changes have occurred in my body, how the blood came to life... I have not yet understood.

I know that the life legacy given to me by the undead king is very complicated, not only the inheritance of the physical restoration is so simple, there are many other things, but most of the abilities have not yet been discovered by me.

Perhaps this blood change is one of those abilities.

When I walked over to the road, the sea of insects on the ground also opened the way for me, as if afraid of the bloody smell of my body, constantly spread out to both sides, and gave me the way.

There is no sense of escape, perhaps they can see that in this state, although I look at the same as the living dead, but the physical strength is not a little drain.

As long as they dare to run, I can definitely catch up in a short time and cut them out.

Don't look at them before they have the upper hand, but at this moment, the two of them are definitely not as good as me, and their physical strength is not comparable.

“Run!”I smiled and said, looking at the two brothers who were in trouble, the killing in my eyes could not be covered, and there was a smell of gritted teeth when they spoke: "Why didn't you two run away?"

Hearing my words, the trembling, almost subconsciously, was going to pull the line back, but the state of difficulty obviously could not support such an action.

When he was on the ground, he fell to the ground.

Losing an arm, it is good to be able to maintain the balance of standing... and now you want to run?

“You’re your mother...” I laughed and scolded, holding up the knife with red eyes and cutting it down with the right hand of the line.

I could see that he wanted to hide, but his physical strength had been consumed for the most part, not to mention that he was injured, and the speed was naturally not as good as mine.

Perhaps it was because his arm had corroded my blood, and when the blade of the knife had just touched his arm, before I could go deeper, his arm was completely disconnected.

It is like tearing open, the disconnected part is very uneven, and there are many traces of tearing residue.

But strangely, after his arm was cut off by me, there was no bleeding, and the position of the wound was disconnected, and some green mucus could be seen faintly.

That color is like that familiar smell... like the blood in my body.

“You... your blood is poisonous...so that you can corrupt our bodies...” He said trembling, looking at his wounds, and his eyes were even more frightened: “It is impossible... our flesh has the power to protect us by the Son of God... than ordinary old creatures...why do you have such power?”

"You have a mountain, and I have it."I smiled, felt the surge of strength in the body, the tone of my speech became more and more excited, and there was more respect for the immortal king who had long since passed away.

It is no wonder that the ancients were able to overcome the old creatures, whose physical structure was completely opposite to the old creatures.

If the old creatures were born with darkness, or with death, then the ancients of mankind are truly the pure embodiment of life.

They are born because life, they have the purest vitality, and the anger that circulates in the world after us is likely to be handed down by them.

These life and anger are the basis of our existence, but for some old creatures, these things are likely to be close to poison.

I don't know what kind of creature the black-robed king is, but according to my impression of it, the tortoise grandson loves the dark and lives in the darkness.

Most of the legends about the Black King are related to the darkness in the deep star sea.

There is no traditional anger, there is no life that we can understand, so there is a certain possibility that it is like a fish to the ancients.

The ancients were air that was harmless to most lives.

When the fish is exposed to the air and leaves the water, it finds a problem with all nine out of ten...

Not to mention that it will not die, it will be sad that it is certain.

In the inheritance of the immortal king to me, there is such a message, which I found out later.

It is said that the old creatures can face death, integrate into death, and turn into death... and the purest power of the ancients can bring them life.

Yes, bringing life to death, this opposite power like yin and yang, is the magic weapon against the old creatures.

“As the saying goes, good birds choose trees, what do you think?”

I stood in front of the hardships, looked at them curiously, and asked, "As a matter of reason, you are stupid, and the free teacher can't be stupid with you, so the old thing can be refined... Why did he take you to follow the black robe king, you know?"

Hearing this question, the work of the evil and the difficulty of the journey were like being brainwashed, and they came back in unison: "Because there is only one true God in this world, and the rest are false gods."

I held a knife and looked at them both quietly, and my mind was constantly remembering those things about the teacher.

Although I have not been answered to this question, I have speculated... suppose I am a free teacher, because some chance has touched the black robe king and gained its strength, then I will definitely worship it as the true God.

But the more I walk down this path, the more I must touch, when I learn that there is such a creature as the ancients... will I continue to follow the King of the Blackrobe?

The sandman and I are a typical example, and this kind of job-hopping is what smart people should do.

Just as I was mumbling in my heart, I raised my hand and stabbed my black dagger before.

But this time I was unable to let him do his wish, subconsciously waved a knife, very easily cut off his remaining arm...

Without waiting for him to react, I kicked him again and let him lie on the ground with his brother.

“Are you really unruly?”I cried and laughed and looked at the line: "Stealing once, don't say anything, every time you play like this, is it a little worse?" 」

The choir did not answer my words, my body was trembling constantly, and my eyes were full of fear.

At this time, I was not in a hurry to start, and I was very excited to squat beside them.

“Are you two students?”I asked.

There was no reaction, and the difficulty nodded unconsciously, saying yes.

"That's not right... your master is so hard, you are strong enough, and even the nine-student can be transformed into that kind of monster by him, not to mention the two of you."I frowned and looked at them suspiciously: "You are weaker than I thought, except for this dagger, the other skills are ordinary."

I looked at them in amp, and looked away at them, looking at the eyes on the top of both of them.

"Don't say it's a real fairy... I feel that you two are even better than nine lives...we are relying on the Fa-tool to spell this with me..." I said, can't help but poking the eyeballs on the top of the head with my hand, he doesn't hurt I don't know, but by hand, these eyeballs are harder than human eyeballs, touching like a bead.

“You fucked up!”I seem to have been stimulated by me, and regardless of what kind of situation I am in, I directly opened my mouth and scolded: "We are much better than those bullshit prophets!"You don't understand anything!"

“I don’t understand?”

I touched my chin and asked them curiously, “You said you’ve been studying for years, can I ask?”What have you been practicing all these years?”

“Of course, take all kinds of panaceas!How can we get out of the flesh!We were half way through the door!Do you think it’s easy for us to practice?” he yelled at me in hysteria, like crazy.

But I have to say, when I heard what he said, I just think this is a tactful... really, it’s not as simple as I first thought.

Just as I was preparing a few more sets of words, I only heard a sudden, a strong wind mixed with sand and dust, suddenly scraped out from the depths of the desert...

I still hadn’t figured it out, but I cried out without warning.

Come and save us!”