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Chapter 108 Offerings
"This is, the sacrifice?"

London, inside an unknown church.

Narcissus, the voodoo sorcerer, looked at the shadow corpse brought back by the reanimated corpse, and the expression on his cold face under the cloak changed.

Going forward, staring at the motionless Yin corpse, Narciss was very curious about what kind of corpse it was, so the high priest sent him all the way to look for it.

His eyes fell on the yellow talisman paper pasted on the forehead of Yin Corpse, and a trace of doubt flashed in Narciss' eyes.

Without much hesitation, he reached out and lifted the talisman paper off.

As the talisman paper was lifted, Yin Corpse, who was standing motionless in front of Narcissus, suddenly opened his eyes.

The blood from the black robber on his body stimulated it to attack Narcissus in front of him crazily.

"Resurrected corpse, stop it!"

He was almost injured by Yin Zong's sharp nails.

Narcissus quickly opened his mouth and shouted at the reanimated corpse beside him.

Hearing the master's order, the silent reincarnated corpse immediately stepped forward, blocking the mad Yin corpse in front of Narcissus.

Bang!
However, in the face of the reanimated corpse blocking the way, Yin Zong waved his stiff arms and hit the reanimated corpse like two iron rods. Accompanied by a series of bones breaking sounds, he could easily solve the reanimated corpses of several robbers. Unexpectedly, he failed to hold on to a move under Yin Zhai's hands, so he was defeated.

The powerful and heavy force smashed the bones of the reanimated corpse to pieces.

Even if the reanimated corpse in the state of the living dead does not have any consciousness, it is not afraid of life and death.

However, the broken bones made it impossible to fight again.

He moved his body, wanting to carry out the order of protection, but the shattered bones couldn't support the reanimated corpse to stand up again.

"how is this possible!"

Looking at the reanimated corpse that fell down with just one blow.

Narcissus, the voodoo sorcerer, couldn't help showing a shocked expression on his cold face. As the owner of the reanimated corpse, he knew better than anyone else the power of the reanimated corpse.

This kind of servant who is not afraid of life and death is the most trusted slave of Voodoo wizards.

Especially after the great cleansing, the existence of any reanimated corpse is an extremely precious asset for voodoo practitioners.

This time, if it wasn't for the order of the high priest, Narcissus would not have held a ceremony to create this reanimated corpse.

In his mind, the thought of the reanimated corpse flashed away.

Narciss looked at the uncontrolled corpse in front of him, and reached out to take something out of the cloak.

However, at this moment, the mad corpse in the church suddenly stopped its waving hands, and twitched its nose as if smelling something

Soon, under the gaze of Narciss, the Yin corpse lay down on the ground and came to the toad in the center of the altar. He lowered his head and opened his mouth to suck the dark blood from the wound on the back of the toad.

"This is?"

Looking at the corpse lying on top of the voodoo toad sucking blood, Narciss had a hesitant look on his face.

at this time.

The flames around the altar began to dance again, and with the flickering of the fire, the distorted face of the high priest appeared in it, making a loud roar.

"Narcis!"

"The High Priest!"

Seeing the high priest appearing in the flames, Narcissus had no time to care about the changes in the corpse, turned around and knelt in the church, shouting in awe.

"Have you got it, sacrifice!"

"Or, you let me down again?"

In the dancing flames, the face of the High Priest kept flickering with distorted expressions as he questioned Narcissus.

"In fact, I have already obtained the sacrifice, High Priest."

Turning his head and sweeping over the corpse that was still sucking blood behind him, Narciss replied in an awe-inspiring tone.

"very good."

Hearing Narciss' words, the face of the high priest jumped in the flames.

"With the sacrifices, we can pass the ceremony and welcome the return of the Voodoo Queen."

"Bring back the sacrifice."

The flames around the altar returned to the previous state of burning with the last words of the high priest.

Slowly getting up from the ground, Narciss glanced at the motionless corpse on the ground.

"Roar."

Behind him, Yin Zong, who had been lying on the ground, straightened his body, revealing the shriveled toad corpse in the center of the altar.

It opened its mouth covered in pitch-black blood, and two sharp teeth appeared in its mouth.

"Since you like drinking blood so much, then..."

Seeing the changes in Yin Zong, Narciss' eyes flickered under the cloak, and he reached out and grabbed the reanimated corpse on the ground and brought it to Yin Zong.

Twitching his nose, facing the reanimated corpse that was delivered to his door, Yin Zong opened his mouth without hesitation, bit the neck of the resurgent corpse with his sharp teeth and began to suck in big mouthfuls.

In the church, looking at the bloody corpse, Narcissus began to mutter to himself: "It's a pity that such a powerful corpse is only used as a sacrifice for the queen. The reanimated corpse, the powerful reincarnated corpse is yours." The best place to stay."

If you can transform this powerful corpse in front of you into a resurrected corpse.

Then, maybe he no longer needs to fear the power of the high priest, and even replace him and become the new high priest of Voodoo.

……

"...I have no vision, I don't choose such a masculine and handsome man, but I go to get together with that bald ghost..."

"And that ghost, you're so bald that you still have the nerve to come out and strike up a conversation, and you're not afraid of not getting hurt, the baldness is even worse..."

in the hotel.

After a round of failed strike-ups, Ah Hao walked into the elevator with a hesitant look on his face.

Originally, he heard that foreign women are bold and unrestrained, and thought that it would be a good opportunity for him, but after actually practicing it, he found that it is useless to be bold and unrestrained. The object is of no use in front of it.

After soaking in the pool and giggling for more than an hour, I realized that my efforts were useless.

Ahao had no choice but to end the strike-up that he hadn't even started yet.

Ding-dong-

When he came to his own floor, Ahao unconsciously slapped him.

After soaking in the water for nearly an hour, he was trembling all over, and even his head was muddled and a little unconscious. He just wanted to go back to the house and soothe his wounded heart by the way.

"Did I forget to close the door when I went out?"

Looking at the open door, Ah Hao showed a puzzled expression on his face.

After soaking in the water for more than an hour, he couldn't remember what happened when he went out.

"Oops!"

However, when he noticed the broken door lock, his expression changed instantly.

He rushed to the bathroom in a hurry.

"It's miserable, it's miserable."

"He actually lost his ancestors!"

(End of this chapter)