When Dean was stunned, Eureka's scream suddenly sounded. He saw his body was tightly held by the palm of the super giant walking dead, and his arms and legs were all tightly bound. Only a dark tail was swinging at the lower edge of the palm. The sharp part of the tail end hooked to the back of the palm and deeply penetrated into it. But the super giant walking dead obviously had no pain, and the palm was just tighter and tighter.
Kāchā!
The sound of broken bones sounded, and Eureka couldn't help but scream loudly. The tail that pierced into the giant palm was so painful that it softened and shook in the air like a cramp.
Soon, the sound of broken bones became more and more intensive. Eureka struggled fiercely, but he couldn't make any effort. After a while, Dean saw that while he screamed, a lot of blood suddenly gushed out of his mouth, and a lot of blood overflowed from his ears, eyes, and nostrils.
Soon, the scream stopped abruptly. With a bang, the huge palm suddenly clenched, and thick blood gushed out from its clenched palm, splashing all over the hand.
In the next moment, the super giant walking dead loosened its hand, and the sticky broken body organs slipped from its palm one by one. It raised it to the mouth and stretched out a giant tongue with dense eyes and sharp teeth to lick it. Then it slowly moved its eyes and looked at another small figure in front of it.
Dean's throat rolled, and his mind was a little blank. All this was slow, but in fact, it was only two or three seconds. Eureka was dead. As a pioneer and one of the eight generals who guarded the wasteland, he died so easily!!
The fear that he had never had gripped his heart tightly, and he even forgot to breathe. At this moment, he suddenly thought that if God let him return to the giant wall, he would rather live there forever in this life and never step out again!
When death stood in front of him and he was powerless to resist, he realized that life was so insignificant, and self-respect was so worthless. The so-called meaning of living was just a stupid and childish idea of having nothing better to do. Just being able to live on was already a wonderful thing!
Whoosh!
A whistling sound flew over and stopped above Dean's head.
Dean's whole body was covered with goosebumps, and the blood in his body seemed to be frozen. He dared not have the slightest movement. He slowly moved his eyes and suddenly saw the corpse king with two broken wings on the back behind him. It was above his head!
He was looking down at her from high above.
Fear and despair. When these two situations appeared at the same time, what would be left in the brain?
Was it blank?
Hu!
The Corpse King's figure slowly descended, a gentle breeze brought about by the flapping of its wings, but the breeze was mixed with the stench of rotting corpses.
The next moment, Dean heard the ground behind his body tremble slightly. At the same time, the cold breath with the smell of blood and corpses blew from the back of his neck. It seemed that the King of Corpses was standing behind him, watching him.
Dean's heartbeat suddenly stopped.
Time seemed to suddenly slow down, and the air was so quiet that not a single sound could be heard.
He would definitely die!
These four words appeared in his mind. There was no doubt that this kind of self-judgment would cause one to feel despair, but at the same time, there seemed to be a kind of courage in his heart. Since he was going to die, what was there to be afraid of?
He clenched his fist, turned around abruptly, and punched behind him.
Bang!
His fist smashed into a hard object, but it wasn't an absolutely hard object like metal. Instead, it was a kind of toughness that was ten thousand times stronger than rubber.
His fist was hitting the chest of the Corpse King behind him. At this moment, a man and a corpse were facing each other.
At this moment, Dean also saw the face of the King of Corpses. Its pupils were pure black, without a trace of white. There were several scars on its face. It seemed that it was left not long ago. There was no trace of anger or emotion on its face.
Bang!
Suddenly, Dean could only see a vague black afterimage, which seemed to be the fist of the Corpse King. The next moment, the pain hit his entire chest, and the signal conveyed by the pain nerves occupied all his consciousness. His body flew straight back, as if flying into space. His body could not feel gravity at all, until there was a sharp pain in his back again, and he hit something.
He coughed up a mouthful of blood and felt a burning sensation in his chest, as if he was suffocating. He forced himself to look up and immediately discovered that the scenery around him was slowly sinking. To be precise, it was his body that was automatically rising.
He suddenly looked back and suddenly found himself in the palm of the super giant walking dead. At this moment, the walking dead was holding himself and sending him into its open bloody mouth.
In the dark giant mouth, there were sharp teeth, and one of the sharp teeth was also clamped with a piece of dark thing, which was a broken thigh of Eureka!
No!
Dean's pupils dilated.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a whistle-like sharp whistling sound flew over and streaked across the distant horizon.
When Dean heard the whistling, a strong wind suddenly came from behind, flattening his hair on the back of his head, and his broken armor was fluttering. At the same time, a blood-red light flashed over the top of his head, like a red lightning into the bloody mouth of the super giant walking dead. With a bang, Dean felt the giant palm that held him. The next moment, the ground behind the super giant walking dead made a huge roar.
Dean couldn't help but look at it, and suddenly stood on the spot.
He saw a glimmer of light in the dark giant mouth of the super giant walking dead, and the depth of the giant mouth was penetrated!!
Whoosh! Whoosh!
At the same time, several flying sounds came at a high speed. Dean only felt that his whole body was light, and a soft palm grabbed his arm and took it to the sky. He couldn't help but turn his head and suddenly saw a familiar face, Aisha.
"Are you okay?" Aisha looked at him, and there was a deep meaning in her eyes.
Dean's stiff thinking slowly recovered. After a moment, he suddenly thought of the corpse king behind, and immediately said, "Be careful, the corpse king is still there."
"It's okay." Aisha whispered, and her body fell rapidly and landed on the ground. At the same time, the rumbling sound behind her sounded.
Dean looked back and suddenly saw the previous super giant walking dead fall down and hit the ground, raising a lot of dust.
When the dust came, Dean felt that Aisha released him, and immediately stood firm. At the same time, he used the Dragon Blood Technique she taught him to control the heart, change the direction of blood flow, stop the blood in the chest, and then use a small amount of blood to gently soothe the past, slowly heal.
"You rest here, I will solve it soon." Aisha's voice came from the side of the dust. As her words fell, a gust of wind rolled up and blew the dust away. She was holding a blood-red giant sword, dragging it from the ground and walking toward the corpse king step by step.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
At the same time, several figures in the sky came and landed on the side of Aisha.
Dean was stunned. Is Hathaway also here?
Hathaway had noticed Dean for a long time. When she saw Dean looking at her, a sly color flashed in her eyes. She naughtily spit her tongue at Dean. This clever behavior was the same as when she was dating Dean when she played Aisha.
Dean was startled and slightly wrinkled his eyebrows.
"I didn't expect you to be here too. You didn't die when you met the corpse king and the giant god corpse. Gee, you are really lucky!" Hathaway said to Dean with a smile.
Dean's face sank slightly, and he was silent.
"After all, you are still too tender. You were so scared that you couldn't walk before. You actually watched the giant god corpse eat you. You are really cowardly." Hathaway showed her white teeth and said with a smile, "In the knight's poem, the hero saves the beauty. When it comes to us, it becomes the beauty saves the bear. Sister, it seems that you are better than me in everything, but your eyes are much worse than mine!"
"Shut up!" Aisha turned her head and looked at her coldly.
Hathaway shrugged slightly, "That's the truth …" Before she finished her words, she suddenly stopped. A wisp of cold air was on her neck. It was the tip of the blood-red giant sword in Aisha's hand.
A middle-aged man next to her saw the stiff atmosphere and quickly said, "Your Highness Aisha, Your Highness Hathaway is just a joke. Don't mind it. Let's solve this corpse king first."
Aisha snorted coldly and took back the giant sword. She looked up and stared at the corpse king walking slowly in front of her. Her eyes flickered slightly.
The smile on Hathaway's face had long disappeared. She was expressionless. She turned her head silently and looked at the corpse king. Then she said, "The executioner was killed by it. There is still the smell of the executioner on its body." Her voice was clear, and there was no childish appearance of the previous smile.
Dean was shocked. The executioner was killed? And it was by the corpse king in front of him?
"Reynolds, you stay and take care of him." Aisha said to the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man was slightly startled. He was a pioneer, but he stayed to protect this young man? However, thinking that the two sisters actually quarreled and even pulled out their swords for this young man, he couldn't help but look at Dean. His appearance could only be regarded as delicate, not a rare handsome appearance. The heat source in his body was also ordinary. He was just at the limited-level. There was nothing outstanding about him.
He frowned and said to Aisha, "Your Highness, this corpse king can kill the executioner. It should be a relatively strong corpse king. If I don't help …"
"No need for you." Aisha interrupted him, "You take care of him. This corpse king is stronger than you think. It's not something that ordinary pioneers can intervene in. Hathaway, come and help me. End the battle as soon as possible so that the corpse tide doesn't gather."
Hathaway pretended to be surprised and said, "Sister, I'm just an ordinary pioneer. Aren't you afraid that I'll be in danger?"
Aisha glanced at her and said, "You'd better stimulate the magic weapon. Otherwise, you'll die if your blood is awakened."
Hathaway pouted slightly, showing a reluctant expression, but there was a hint of seriousness in her eyes. She pulled out the giant spear on her back and clenched her fingers tightly. The body of the spear slowly melted, and like wax, it crawled along her arm and covered her entire body. In an instant, she turned into a three-meter-tall Demonic Dragon with a pair of dark red wings and a huge dragon tail.
But compared with the real demonic dragon, it was a bit like a human, such as the upright posture, the arms similar to human arms, and the upright chest.
Aisha stared at the corpse king. Seeing that it didn't immediately launch an attack, she suddenly thought of something. She turned her head and looked around. Suddenly, she saw the surrounding corpses slowly gathering. Her face sank. Obviously, when they were talking, the corpse king didn't take the opportunity to launch an attack. It wasn't gentlemanly etiquette, but it sensed that the enemy was unusual and took the opportunity to summon the corpse tide.
"Attack!" Aisha made a prompt decision. She shouted and suddenly rushed straight up, rolling up a cloud of dust on the ground along the way.
Hathaway followed her without saying anything. After using the magic weapon to enter the full combat state, her explosive speed was comparable to Aisha's. Almost at the same time, she rushed to the front of the corpse king. The two seemed to have a tacit understanding. They suddenly separated and then attacked the corpse king from the left and right.
"Let's retreat first." Reynolds, who was ordered to protect Dean, immediately retreated with Dean. Even without Aisha's words, he knew that his participation in this battle would have little effect, and the possibility of sacrifice was extremely high. He knew this when he saw the giant god's corpse. The general corpse king didn't have the protection of the giant god's corpse. The power of the giant god's corpse alone couldn't be matched by a Pioneer. At least two or three Pioneers were needed to kill it.
"I heard that Eureka is with you. Where is he?" Reynolds asked Dean while retreating.
Dean looked at the battle in front of him without squinting. His face changed slightly when he heard the words. He whispered, "He was eaten by the giant god's corpse."
"What?!" Reynolds was shocked. He couldn't help but look up at the giant god's corpse. He suddenly noticed that one of its palms was stained with blood. His face suddenly changed.
Roar! Roar!
At this time, there was a roar around them. A large number of Walking Dead gathered from all directions. Many of them were extremely fast, and they rushed toward Dean and Aisha.
Reynolds's face sank. He pulled out his sword and cut off the necks of several Walking Dead that rushed over.
After repelling a few Walking Dead, Reynolds saw Dean's pale face, and then looked at his chest, which had completely collapsed. Presumably, many of his ribs were broken. He immediately took out a small bottle from his waist bag and said, "Take one of the healing pills inside."
Dean listened to him, took a look, took out a pill and swallowed it.
As the pill entered his mouth, he suddenly felt that the burning pain in his chest was reduced a lot. At the same time, the exhausted power in his body was gradually recovering. He was surprised. He didn't expect the effect of the pill to be so fast.
It was worthy of the healing medicine carried by the Pioneers. He sighed in his heart. He quickly controlled his heart and accelerated the recovery of the chest injury with the effect of the pill. At the same time, he divided part of his attention to the battlefield in front of him.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Aisha and Hathaway were fighting with the corpse king. The speed of the three was extremely fast, like a stream of light. Every time they landed, the ground trembled violently, as if hit by a boulder weighing thousands of pounds.
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