fallen devil

Chapter 12 No.12 The Disaster of the Weak I
At the entrance outside the jungle cemetery, the female Luoge who was left to guard suffered heavy casualties.

Several companions were directly shot through the eyes by poisoned flying knives, and died in pain and darkness.

What's more cruel is that the other party will trample on their beliefs.

"Very tenacious will."

Pale and blue-veined hands pinched the female Luoge's thin neck, and the black vines, like live snakes, came out of the man's cuff and sank into his mouth and nose.

Fine black lines covered the face, and the eyes of the female Luoge gradually turned white, and the meaningless screams also weakened.

"Not every woman has the aptitude to fall, so you are the lucky one."

With a smile, the man let go of his hand, and the female Luoge, who was limp on the dark grass, coughed in pain, and tried her best to fumble for the bow and arrow on the ground with both hands.

"Hannik Doga, a complete scum, dirty and despicable, a rat in a stinky gutter like you should be expelled."

"He was originally a demon in human skin, a beast."

"The message has been conveyed to Lord Alaka, I am waiting for you in hell, you fallen pig."

An ugly cursing sound came from the surviving Rogge, Hannik did so intentionally, and he enjoyed this moment.

On a rainy night, walking through the streets of Rogge's camp while dragging his injured feet, the same Rogge cast too many sympathetic or disgusting glances.

Now he can easily perceive the fear and despair hidden behind the anger of these female Rogues.

"Listen, what are these words."

Hannick clapped his hands in a serious manner. The Roger's who were confused about the situation were startled and stopped cursing one after another.

"Lord Alaka said that under the light, there are still shadows, and behind the deep darkness, there is a faint hope."

"Pray, and may fate bless you."

He is a little nostalgic, the meaning of this sentence is that the hero hides in the shadows, just like the great undercover agent in Tang Ze's previous life movie.

Showing a meaningful smile, his hands changed into afterimages.

The three throwing knives shot out in an instant, cutting off the black vines on the three Rogge's bodies. The momentum continued, and they shot directly through several tall zombies guarding them.

Immediately, their bodies moved freely, their expressions changed drastically, and the zombies lying on both sides began to roar.

The [Green Devil's Curse] on the chest instantly glowed with light. Hannick's pupils shrank, and he fell to the ground, twitching continuously, and at the same time said in a hoarse voice: "It's too late, the curse is on, you guys go while I'm still awake."

The three zombies quickly threw Hannik down, opened their bloody mouths and began to bite, blood flowed out, while the rest of the zombies surrounded the stunned female Rogues.

"I still have three bottles of explosive potion! Quick!"

"I'll cover!" "This way!" "Pay attention to the formation."

They gritted their silver teeth slightly, and quickly regained their previous composure. They took a deep look at Hannick who was under the zombie's ground, raised their weapons with difficulty and started to fight back.

The three bottles of explosive potion hidden in private quickly overturned the group of corpses, revealing a passable road, and several Rogues who still had the strength to launch "magic arrows" one after another, controlling the approaching speed of the zombies.

"and many more!"

A young girl with beautiful brown hair, Rogge struggled with her eyes, turned back suddenly, and shot the zombie on Hannik's body with the few remaining arrows.

After shooting a few zombies, more zombies rushed up.

Due to her negligence, a few zombies even rushed into the defense circle, causing the rest of Rogue to panic.

The defensive circle shrunk again, and they were back to back, with no way to retreat.

"What are you doing?!" "He's a fallen man, and it's too late to save him!" "Go!"

"He also killed so many of our companions!" "That lunatic, made Liya polluted!"

While they were busy, they grabbed little Rogge, and they roared angrily regardless of their appearance. The latter's eyes were wandering, and his teeth were trembling slightly.

After Hannick Doga was expelled, he disappeared without a trace. No one expected that he turned into a minion of the devil.

Although he was famous for his scum's behavior in the Rogue camp before, but seeing his last eyes, an inexplicable impulse suddenly surged in her heart.

The weak are calling for help, and she has heard that cry countless times.

It was with justice and kindness in mind that she chose to join Rogge's team, which was like a creed and code to her.

She made a trembling sound, as if she had exhausted all her strength.

"But he saved us, without him we would surely die."

Tears of pain flowed from her pure eyes, she bit her lips tightly, and buried a sentence in her heart.

If even I, Rogge, can't save him, who else will save him?
"Let him go! Devil!"

"Please! Don't go! Ephne!" "Be good! Ephne!" "Don't go!"

Ephne's angry reprimands were intertwined with the screams of her companions. Without hesitation, she pulled out the only remaining short dagger, and threw the empty quiver at her waist to the zombie beside her.

"She's right."

Another round-faced girl, Rogge, looked back at her companion with a complicated expression, and followed Ai Funi's footsteps.

The remaining female Rogge clenched her fists, and reluctantly moved the defensive circle deeper.

The passage cleared by the three bottles of explosive potion was quickly filled, and more and more zombies emerged from the gap between the jungle and the green field.

After a chaotic fight, Ephne cut open a terribly dead zombie, held Hannick's hand, and dragged him out when he was dying.

"Ah ah ah."

Miserable screams came from the left, only a few meters away. The female Rogge, who had no arrows, was bitten by a dagger. She was instantly drowned by the rising group of corpses. The bites and roars instantly overwhelmed the screams.

"We can't get out, Avonie."

The few remaining female Rogues kept backing away, with sad eyes.

Ephne stared blankly at the surrounding corpses. The slow-moving zombies formed an impenetrable wall, approaching gradually, and slowly ringing the death knell.

She opened her mouth slightly, wanting to apologize to her companion.

"···"

In an instant, the invisible wave let go of Hannik's hand, and all the zombies stopped moving.

In the still and silent world, the female Rogues breathed nervously, then collapsed on the ground exhausted, their teeth trembling, and their consciousness was in a trance.

"You, can operate zombies?"

Picking up Hannick, who was still a little weak, Ephne was both surprised and happy, and looked at his side face covered by messy hair.

"Of course, look over there."

The weight on her shoulders left quietly, and Ephne looked at Hannick who stood up suddenly in a daze. He stretched out his slowly bleeding hand and pointed his index finger at a female Rogue.

"Ok?"

The female Luo Ge looked over, a little confused.

The zombie lying quietly among the corpses roared suddenly, and sped towards the female Rogge. When her blood vessel was pierced by sharp teeth, the shock on her face was still frozen.

Blood flowed from behind the shattered corpses, and the only remaining female Rogues covered their mouths in pain, not hiding their fear.

They wanted to roar in anger, but this was different.

Fear completely shattered belief and choked the throat.

"···what are you doing?"

Avni looked at all this blankly, her eyes red.

Tears dripped in the bleak grass, seeped into the ground, and slept with many bones.

"Light and darkness are opposites. In fact, the relationship between the two is like the palm of the hand and the back of the hand."

Hannick smiled politely, spread his hands, and faced the increasingly faint sunlight, "It's as easy as turning your wrist."

Gently kicking Ai Funi to the ground, he lifted the mask of hypocrisy, and his face instantly became ugly and ferocious.

"Let me tell you the only truth in this world."

Unflinchingly responding to Ephne's loathing gaze, Hannick laughed like a maniac, trampling on her kindness.

"The strong hold the power, and the weak prostrate in humility."

"There was once a gem called the weak, which was enshrined to the king of lies, but that person ended up buried."

"For you, this is the 'scourge of the weak'. "

(End of this chapter)