The rise of the corpse king, starting with hundreds of millions of flesh and blood

The corpse kings of the Indian Kingdom all wanted a piece of the pie, so they rushed to enter the Dragon Kingdom.

They ran wildly on the pure white snowfield, and their number soon reached [-] or [-]. Among them were zombie kings of various shapes, and many zombie beasts.

Such a large-scale corpse tide is really rare and the scene is very shocking.

But perhaps the corpse kings were so greedy for success that no one noticed that from time to time, crows swooped in the sky above the grave.

The red eyes of the crows were flashing, looking down at the corpse tide from high altitude, observing their progress.

There seems to be an invisible web being woven.

However, the fastest one was the big thick-legged corpse king. They chased and killed many old, weak, sick and disabled people along the way.

However, due to the sporadic killings, their charging speed was somewhat affected.

After a while, I felt a loud roar from behind, and the white snow trembled, as if there were thousands of troops galloping.

Turning around, he saw that it was the Turbaned Corpse King who had led the zombies to catch up.

"They came so fast?"

Big Thick Legs was curious.

The turbaned corpse king's fierce eyes flashed and he stared at him.

"You performed well and you can be considered the first to get there. Leave the rest to us."

"Oh?"

Being praised for his thick legs, he was not very happy, but instead frowned tightly.

Because the meaning of the Turban Corpse King is very obvious, that is, after getting rid of the red eyes, they can stand aside and give everything they harvest to themselves.

Of course, Big Thick Legs was not convinced by this, secretly thinking that he had conquered the country, and now they are here to enjoy it?

"No, it's better for me to destroy them. It's more reliable this way."

As soon as he finished speaking, Big Thick Legs ran a little faster and chased Tieniu in the direction where he was escaping.

The other corpse kings also knew what he was thinking, so they rushed forward one after another not to be outdone.

At this time, Tieniu had arrived in a wilderness. He suddenly stopped and raised his eyes to look around. The terrain was relatively low and surrounded by steep snow-capped mountains, just like an 'urn'.

"Okay, this place is good, suitable to be the burial place for those Indian zombies."

After saying that, he turned his head.

The steel sticks in the back were waiting for the Corpse King, their eyes gleaming fiercely, and they were extremely excited, because the real battle was about to begin, and they finally no longer had to show weakness and could enjoy killing to their heart's content.

After a while, there was a loud roar from the front, echoing in the valley. It was obviously the Corpse King of India, leading a tide of more than [-] corpses that was approaching.

In about a few minutes, zombie figures began to appear in front of them, like a black wave, pouring into the basin.

The leaders were none other than the corpse kings of the Indian Kingdom.

Behind them were elites with strong postures and nimble movements, jumping on boulders or climbing up from rock walls.

Further back, there are densely packed ordinary zombies. Looking around, there is no end in sight, like a vast ocean of corpses.

There were crowds of people among them, roaring constantly, and their blood-stained faces were terrifying.

The Indian corpse wave is coming, and there is indeed a sense of urgency that a large army is pressing down on the border.

But Tieniu stood on the spot, not afraid at all. His pair of red eyes glanced at him, giving him a bit of a domineering temperament.

"Red Eyes, why didn't you run away?" the turbaned corpse king asked.

"To deal with you, do you still need to run away?"

Tieniu asked rhetorically.

The turbaned corpse king showed his fierceness.

"Hmph! You are no longer the overlord you were before. Falling in love with humans will only reduce the hostility of the Corpse King."

"I...wait, what did you say?"

Tieniu's red eyes widened and he quickly realized the important point.

The turbaned corpse king repeated.

"I said that if you fall in love with a human, it will only reduce your hostility and affect your combat effectiveness!"

"????"

Iron Newton was stunned, and his younger brother behind him also became silent. Anyone who had evolved sanity had a look of surprise on his face.

What's the situation?

Tieniu was even more speechless. How come the fact that he fell in love with a human was spread abroad? ? ?

There are more than [-] zombies in the entire wasteland. Many of them have heard about this. It is simply a public execution.

"Which loudspeaker is this?"

And a group of Indian zombies also started talking about it, because the fact that zombies fall in love with humans completely crosses the race and is no different from humans falling in love with lizards.

"Does such a thing really exist?"

"Maybe... there will be."

"The world is really big and full of wonders!"

"..."

The chilling atmosphere of the decisive battle was somewhat diluted by this episode.

Only Tieniu gritted his teeth. Unexpectedly, the entire corpse world knew this secret of his. How could he survive in the future?

So he looked violent and planned to take the initiative and kill the corpse to silence him!

"Brothers, crush them!"

"Roar--"

Following his order, a shocking roar sounded from behind, shaking all the snowflakes.

It even triggered a sizable avalanche in the distant mountains.

Thousands of zombies are attacking fiercely, and there are still zombies pouring out from the valley behind.

Those are all Tieniu's younger brothers. They are not old, weak, or disabled, but are all elites. Their momentum at this time is obviously different from before, and they are several times stronger.

"Huh? Why does it feel a little wrong?"

The turbaned corpse king glanced around, because Tieniu's men also numbered a hundred thousand, and their momentum was very terrifying.

With such strength, how could the thick legs defeat him?

Is there any ambush?

But now, he has no way out, and there are only a hundred thousand corpses on the opposite side, and the number is not as good as his own.

Therefore, this battle must be won!

"Charge with me!"

As the Turbaned Corpse King roared, the zombies behind him became violent and swarmed forward.

Two large groups of zombies collided.

And the people leading the front were all elites. They scratched, bit, and trampled on each other, and they were extremely cruel.

Brown blood spattered, and broken limbs and flesh flew everywhere, quickly covering the ground.

The entire basin has turned into a large killing field.

But on the top of a snow-capped mountain, a tall figure stood tall and tall. He was wearing a white fur coat, his face was sharp and angular, and he was exceptionally handsome.

Several pitch black crows with red eyes were surrounding it.

Lin Dong's cold eyes stared at the bloody killings in the basin.

"It's time to close the net..."

He murmured softly.

What those Indian Corpse Kings didn't know was that there was a more terrifying scene outside the basin at this time.

Nearly 50 corpses formed a circle and were climbing the snow-capped mountains. They were about to reach the tops of the basin and surround them.

From Lin Dong's perspective, the white snow-capped mountains were densely covered with small black dots. Among them were several S-level or above zombie kings, as well as thousands of elite aces, including various zombie beasts.

The zombie tide was full of murderous intent and filled with ferocious aura. Their overall number was more than those who were fighting in the basin combined.

Then the crows surrounding Lin Dong's back were like missiles swooping down towards the battlefield.

Lin Dong's figure in white also disappeared...

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