Little North broke down.
At the moment Happy beautifully beheaded the first zombie, he felt as if he was about to break down, but he still explained it in his heart and convinced himself that it was just a coincidence. Zombies had bodies that were as sturdy as metal, so how could they be beheaded so easily?
But when the heads of three zombies fell to the ground one after another, Little North suddenly felt that his precious zombie, which he had trained for more than two months, was trembling.
"…"
Happy seemed to have done something very insignificant. He calmly and instinctively searched for the spoils of war on the zombies' corpses. It was a little disgusting.
After some time, Happy got up, feeling a little gloomy.
As expected, it was not easy for high-tier martial arts to drop. The three zombies did not drop a single one, but they did drop three low-tier Thousand Corpse Hands manuals, an Iron Corpse Robe, some gold and silver, and a bottle of medicinal liquid that zombies used to soak in and repair their bodies.
"Here."
Happy very naturally tossed the medicinal liquid to Little North.
The medicinal liquid fell near Little North, and it rolled on the ground with a clear sound.
'Hmm?'
It was only at that moment that Happy noticed that Little North's expression was too dazed. His mouth was open, and his eyes were empty. He looked as if his soul had left his body.
'Oh no, my acting is a little too much!' Little North's reaction caused his heart to sink. He rubbed his temples, feeling a slight headache coming on.
Honestly, he could not be blamed.
Mystical Realm zombies were incredibly dangerous and difficult to deal with due to their perfect and sturdy bodies. They also had poison skills and their fighting abilities when they were alive. It could be said that they were not very popular among players in Happy's previous life. In fact, no one was willing to use them to train.
It was only during the later stages of the game that someone discovered by accident that zombies had a fatal weakness. When their heads were struck, their bodies would be weakened to a certain extent. They were the same as martial artists who did not activate their body fortification techniques. However, only their necks were relatively weak. The other parts of their bodies were still as hard as steel.
During the later stages of the game, people slowly learned to use this weakness and slaughtered zombies madly, causing Ten Thousand Poisonous Palms to sell like crazy. This secret was soon exposed and spread. During the later stages of the game, detoxification pills and all sorts of medicinal pills that weakened the toxicity of corpse poison also appeared in the market. Happy had also entered the mass grave at that time.
What he did just then was purely instinctive.
Happy had never thought about using normal methods to kill Mystical Realm zombies, because it would take too long. Also, the Thousand Year Corpse King was right in front of him, and in his excitement, he had forgotten some things.
But it was alright.
Happy had mentioned earlier that he fought against zombies in other places, so he soon regained his composure.
"Hey! How long are you going to stand there like a fool? "
"…"
Little North finally moved. He turned his head around with an injured look, and his tone was bitter and resigned. "You said that once zombies reach Mystical Realm, they'll be very difficult to destroy!"
"Did I tell you that the weapon in my hands can easily cut through all masterpieces?"
Happy conveniently came up with a white lie, because he did not want the secret of zombies to be revealed prematurely. If that happened, it would definitely disrupt the operations of the game to a certain extent, and it would also weaken his advantage in terms of resources.
"Ah!"
Little North ran over in high spirits.
"Really? Let me see! "
He lowered his head to size up the Hundred-battle Saber in Happy's hands. Even though it looked black and very normal, the three slashes Little North executed just then made him stare at the Hundred-battle Saber with a respectful gaze, as if he was looking at a national treasure.
"Go away, don't waste my time."
But Happy would not let him continue watching. He said impatiently,
He said impatiently, "Hurry up and lure the remaining zombies over."
As he spoke, he became wary. He decided that he could not let Little North see it too clearly. If he recorded it and uploaded it to the internet, his secret would definitely be discovered by some observant people.
Also …
It was a small matter if his secret about zombies was discovered.
It would be a huge problem if Dragon Capture was discovered!
Dragon Capture did not have any damage, but its control abilities were very strong. If someone noticed it and made it public, he would lose the element of surprise when he fought against them in the future, and it would be the same as losing a killing move.
He immediately gave a few instructions to Little North before he continued his operation.
Every single time, Happy would intentionally make Little North run far away before he attacked. He would use Dragon Capture, deliver a heavy blow, and behead the zombie in one smooth motion.
When there were only a few zombies left, the Thousand Year Corpse King finally noticed that the situation was off. A brilliant light shone in its black eyes, and it suddenly vanished from behind the zombies.
Since it was too fast, Little North did not notice it immediately.
When he did, the Thousand Year Corpse King's deformed body, which looked like bones, had already appeared in front of the Blessed Realm zombie like a phantom. Little North could not see its movements clearly, but it seized the small zombie's neck and lifted it so easily that its feet left the ground.
It was only then that Little North noticed that the situation was off!
He covered his mouth and sucked in a sharp breath.
Even though he was terrified, he did not dare to breathe too loudly.
The small zombie was just sixty-five feet away, and the Thousand Year Corpse King was very close to it. If it made any movement, it would attract the attention of the puppet killer at the peak of Mystical Realm.
Clang!
The Thousand Year Corpse King suddenly swung its right arm, and the clear sound of metal clashing against metal rose. The throwing knife deviated from its trajectory and sank deep into the grave by the side.
Creak!
It tilted its head, and a thought appeared in its black eyes.
The figure of a young man in blue appeared in the Thousand Year Corpse King's black eyes. Its gaze focused slightly, and a terrifying blue glare shone in its eyes.
The Thousand Year Corpse King flung the small zombie in its hands away and vanished from the spot once more.
Bang!
The dark blue saber glare suddenly changed direction midway and slashed to the side. A dull and loud crash rose, and the Thousand Year Corpse King appeared in front of Happy.
However …
The Thousand Year Corpse King was blocked in time by an unexpected slash, and his plan to ambush fell through.
But Happy did not have a good time.
The rebound from the Thousand Year Corpse King's arm nearly caused Happy to lose his grip on his weapon. His purlicue was in pain, and he was flung far away with his saber. He staggered three steps on the ground before he managed to regain his footing.
But Happy did not have the time to lament the terrifying power contained in the Thousand Year Corpse King's deformed body. The Thousand Year Corpse King only trembled slightly before it vanished from the spot.
If it were not for the fact that Happy had trained himself to not use his eyes to observe his enemies in his previous life and instead relied on the fluctuations in the air around him and his sense of hearing to distinguish the changes around him, it would have been very difficult for him to capture the Thousand Year Corpse King's movement trajectory.
This time, Happy did not dare to continue fighting head-on against it.
Whoosh!
Happy bent his knees and bounced away from the claw-generated wind that tore through the air.
It was a close shave! A bone-chilling chill and cold air left five claw marks on Happy's blue robes! If Happy had been even half a beat slower, he might have died there and then.
He dodged again!
Happy did not dare to be negligent. He jumped to a nearby grave, and before he could stand still, he bounced to another direction. Boom! Five huge trenches were left behind on the grave by the Thousand Year Corpse King's lightning-fast palm strike. A fierce glare shone, and the Thousand Year Corpse King vanished from the spot once more!
One man and one corpse. One chased, and the other fled. There was no room for delay!
Little North was so excited that he trembled in the distance. There was actually someone who could keep up with the Thousand Year Corpse King's phantom-like speed! But on the other hand, Little North was still rather worried.
He could not win against the Thousand Year Corpse King just by running for his life.
Right when this thought rose in his mind, a dark blue saber glare shot out from Happy's hand like a waterfall and struck the spot where he had just stopped.
The Thousand Year Corpse King's figure appeared just then, and its black pupils were instantly filled with a blue light!
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