Whoosh!
Baptiste skimmed through the forest and returned to the herd of beasts in a blink of an eye. He didn't stop and continued to move forward. At the same time, he paid attention to the back. Dean was still on the branch of the giant tree and didn't chase after him. Baptiste was relieved and slowed down a little. There was a trace of coldness in his heart. "Brat, you are lucky this time. If I didn't come out alone tonight and called the others, I would torture you to tell me the secret method of controlling the King of Corpses!"
He was jealous and angry. Although he had killed countless zombie kings, it was unimaginable that he could control a zombie king to work for him! It must be known that the corpse king can control other high-level corpses. This characteristic alone is equivalent to carrying an undead army with it. It is completely able to move unhindered in the abyss. Even to many dangerous places, it can use the undead to explore the way.
In addition to this ability, the most valuable thing was the growth of the zombie king itself!
In terms of evolution, the zombie king, like other zombies, relied on eating flesh and blood to evolve. This was extremely terrifying compared to humans! It should be known that humans needed concentrated God's Marrow to evolve from Hunter to Limitless One. From Pioneer to Dominator, they needed legendary magic marks. These harsh factors greatly limited the number of human powerhouses.
But the zombie king didn't need to care about these at all. As long as there was flesh and blood, the speed of evolution depended on the quality of the flesh and blood.
Some people would ask, if that was the case, why were some Zombie Kings only at the pioneer level?
The reason was very simple. Although the zombie king's growth was heaven-defying, its intelligence was too low. Most of the zombie kings only had instinct and simple consciousness in the early stage. This instinct was to control other zombies and eat.
So most places with zombies had zombie kings. When the zombie king commanded the zombies to attack the prey, even if the prey was killed, there wasn't much meat left in its mouth. After all, the zombies were crazy about fresh meat. The zombie king in the early stage didn't even know how to control the zombies and kept the spoils for itself. This basic selfishness that humans and even most creatures understood did not exist in the zombie king's mind. Only when the zombie king had evolved to an extremely powerful level would it have wisdom close to ordinary animals or even human beings.
It was precisely because of this that the growth of the zombie king was greatly limited. Like most zombies, the zombie king didn't choose its opponent. Even if it encountered an opponent it couldn't match, it would continue to attack. As a result, sooner or later it would step into the territory of an existence it couldn't resist and be directly killed.
The zombie king was like a piece of peerless steel. With human wisdom, it was like forging this steel into a sharp weapon or a treasure armor. It was invincible in attack and unbreakable in defense!
It was precisely because of this that Baptiste was jealous of Dean. As far as he knew, no one could control the zombie king! Even the supreme beings in the Kingdom of God couldn't do this!
Whether it was in the place where he lived or in the Kingdom of God, he had been secretly studying this problem. But no one had been able to do it for hundreds of years. Although some people had tried to control the zombie king, it was just a simple control. Soon they were killed by the zombie king. After all, when the zombie king evolved, its intelligence would also slowly evolve. Using some long-term experimental methods, it was indeed possible to control the zombie king which was almost unconscious in the early stage. But when the zombie king evolved to a certain level, it would devour its master. This kind of thing had happened more than once in history.
He didn't know which method Dean used, but he knew that the beautiful, elf-like elegant woman beside the boy was definitely not a Pioneer Level Corpse King in the early stage!
"If this matter is spread to the Kingdom of God, it will cause a sensation, at least among the big shots." Baptiste thought maliciously. It was a pity that he didn't know where the boy came from. If he knew the giant wall where the boy lived, it would be easier to deal with him. As long as he spread the news, it was estimated that the giant wall would soon become the target of all forces.
After walking for ten minutes, he was already hundreds of kilometers away from the boy's position. This was the result of not rushing at full speed. He was always paying attention to the possible hidden monsters behind and around him. He didn't see Dean chasing after him. Although he met some powerful monsters along the way, he quietly avoided them. After all, his magic mark ability was very good at hiding.
"It seems that this boy is also a coward. He doesn't dare to chase after me. If it were me, I would have caught up and killed him. Oh, when I sneak attacked him, he hid in the tree hole. It's ridiculous …" Baptiste couldn't help laughing in his heart. But before he could laugh, he suddenly stopped. After a few breaths, he slapped himself in the face.
"Bastard!"
"I can't believe I missed this!"
Baptiste quickly turned around and ran back the way he came. Along the way, his figure flew and dashed.
He was both anxious and angry in his heart because he had actually overlooked this crucial point earlier. It was simply unforgivable!
"If that boy is the Abyss, why would he hide in the tree hole in the periphery of the Devil's Pit? There are only a few dominators around here. I'm so stupid!" Baptiste regretted. He had previously regarded the boy and the zombie king as two Abyss Walkers. But now it seemed that the boy was at most a dominator, and the zombie king was probably the same.
With such strength, he could only mix in the periphery of the Devil's Pit. Moreover, he still hid in the tree hole at night with obvious means to cover his tracks. It was clear that he was afraid of being found by the monsters.
Baptiste would occasionally stop to rest in such an area, but he would never be so careful.
He quickly went back and forth, wishing he could slap himself. He was the dignified Abyss, but he was scared by a dominator, or even a kid who was not even a dominator. It was a shame!
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Dean watched Baptiste leave. He used his clairvoyance to lock Baptiste's figure until Baptiste's figure flew out of his field of vision. After half a minute, Dean took Aisha's hand and calmly left.
The reason why he was so calm was because he was pretending to be calm. He had no choice but to act calm. After all, he did not know the range of the other party's perception. If the range was larger than his field of vision and the other party saw him fleeing in panic, the other party would most likely come back to kill him.
After slowly flying in the opposite direction for thousands of meters, Dean estimated that the other party had either escaped far away or had once again hidden his figure and secretly followed him. He couldn't show panic, so he continued to fly forward calmly. In his mind, he was thinking about how to deal with the second possibility. It was not that the second possibility was more likely. On the contrary, his intuition told him that the guy should have escaped far away by now.
But his survival experience told him that treating the most dangerous possibility as the one with the highest probability was the way to live longer.
"Let's verify whether he is behind me or not." Dean's eyes flashed and his figure slightly accelerated. He ran from the side of Aisha to the front of her. Their figures overlapped. If one looked from the back, they wouldn't be able to see his movements unless they had clairvoyance.
He quickly took out a small bottle and a roll of almost transparent silk thread from his backpack and hid the bottle in his sleeve.
He hid the bottle in his sleeve and wrapped the transparent thread around his hand. He looked at his surroundings and rushed into another part of the forest.
Dean wasn't so afraid of the forest in front of him after he saw the scene of the man driving away the monsters. He faintly guessed that there might not be too strong monsters in the vicinity.
Dean jumped from tree to tree after entering the dark forest. His movements looked very natural. In fact, it wasn't strange for him to jump from tree to tree. After all, there were more dangers on the ground than on the branches.
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