Something's wrong with my undead

Even without knowing who the speaker is, the apprentice can sense the unwillingness and jealousy.

He seemed to draw a little strength from it.

The power made him feel comfortable, like someone gently massaging his temples.

Suddenly, the other party's voice changed.

"No, how could I think like this... This is a blasphemous and shameful thought. I should not trample on my own self-esteem as well."

He had it before, but as he left McCalla and embraced a new life, completely cutting off ties with the past, he also lost the name his mother had given him.

Heine solemnly said: "I am sure that my people are already on the way. All we have to do is persist. I hope it is not difficult."

The ferocious-looking and drooling dwarf immediately rushed over, but the illusion exploded violently, and countless broken glass blades pinned it to the wall, leaving only painful whimpering.

Soon, the corridor was cleared.

"Let's not talk about this for now. Everyone, gather the remaining troops carefully and save as many people as possible."

"Ho-"

In the blink of an eye, Collins disappeared.

The apprentice helped the other party.

"Throw away your senses and party with me!"

He felt himself growing and his mind became active.

Siara's chain of forgiveness was like a spiritual snake coming out of its cage, and the light black halo protected Xiaoying within it.

Then he activated the soul lantern on his body and was enveloped in pale light.

Heine: "Collins deliberately used the Harmony Instrument to adjust everyone's souls to the same wave. Then as long as he contaminates the Harmony Instrument itself with distorted consciousness, it is equivalent to contaminating everyone's minds at the same time."

The familiar burning sensation appeared...

"You don't deserve this, there's nothing wrong with you.

Heine arrived at the high-standard guest room area, and before he could knock on the door, several doors opened by themselves.

"How did he do it?" she asked solemnly.

"Who is she serving? It's not you anyway hahahaha..."

"If experience is a measure of 'attribution' of individual intensity, does that mean that some of those individuals' intensity is transferred to that source of contamination?"

...

exactly!

This growing malice made him extremely comfortable!

It was as if a cool ointment had been applied to the burned wound, making him feel so comfortable that he wanted to moan.

He also couldn't answer the question because he didn't have a name.

This soul was completely filthy, twisted and grew spikes and two other hands.

So far, most of the dead are the flying warriors who work as trackers, as well as the Ness and dwarf guards.

The resistance suddenly weakened.

"There should be a lot of guys outside the house now who are so weak-willed that they are controlled by strange beasts."

It was Lingjing.

“If the source of the pollution grows in the head, it can be hidden from everyone.

In the room, halfway through Simon's speech, Heine felt a chaotic consciousness trying to invade the room.

Then the flesh and blood shriveled, and the head rolled to the ground.

But when Collins passed the door of one of Ian's attendants, who was also a fifth-level totem master, the door suddenly burst open, and a dark short man rushed out.

As if they had just tamed their limbs, they staggered towards higher-standard housing areas.

The movement here was like a thunder, and other monsters in front of the corridor were attracted.

Facing the huge number of enemies, Teacher Xia was not afraid at all and rushed forward like a ghost.

Except for one of Ian's level five guards who received a lunch box, everyone else was in good condition.

This sentence received no response, and the apprentice only felt a wave of malice fermenting in the room.

"It's too late to worry about them."

——Damn it, brother, don’t set such a flag!

Soon, everyone found their guards from the remaining rooms.

He saw that more than half of the soul inside had become turbid, and the two halos of light were tugging at his body, causing him to convulse painfully.

Heine thought so.

When Collins passed by, they ducked for cover, showing panic.

Feeling the hot experience coming in, Heine gradually realized something was wrong.

Teacher Xia was chopping melons and vegetables in the front, while Heine was holding an ax and working as a chopper in the back.

Even if Teacher Xia kills both humans and strange beast cubs with a headshot from the "Good Night" musket, the experience he gives will not change.

That familiar hostility, the jealous and insane malice, was so much like him.

"Hold it and stay behind me."

"But...but...he hasn't surpassed me. He has always been just a shady underground lover..."

He left contentedly and drifted to the next place.

That's reason at work.

He seemed to be able to hear the other party's sudden heavy breathing and flushed face.

The apprentice instantly felt the resistance of this room to him, as if his connection with the other party would be severed at any time.

"Shut up! Don't blaspheme your servant!"

He used his spiritual embers to condense an axe, and split open the head in front of him.

He didn't think much about where his vocal organs came from, or maybe it wasn't "vocalizing" at all.

After doing all this, he opened the door and walked out.

In the brain is a bulging transparent heart, with lavender blood vessels connecting the brain and flesh. It is obvious that a strange beast is hatching.

Ian, Siara and Renee walked out of the door one after another.

It smells the fragrance of thinking from here, which is the reason that it urgently needs to be tainted.

At this time, three guards with strange behaviors appeared in the corridor.

"Servant? Hahahahaha..."

Teacher Xia turned the dagger twice and stood directly at the door.

"You are high-ranking 'foreigners', and he is a country bumpkin. Your hard work, restraint, reverence, and belief are not as simple as the lowly one who takes off his pants!"

"Hahaha, you hard-working clown, your story deserves a whole page in "Laugh Out Loud"!"

The others still had a sense of "superiority" to restrain their emotions, but the other person, who was also from McCalla, was fermented to the extreme.

Four-five. Seven-six. One-sixty-nine. One-seventy-six.

"I'm here to keep you awake. Don't paralyze yourself with self-esteem and loftiness. Those are all rhetoric created by others to turn you into a lapdog. That despicable country bumpkin has surpassed you with dishonorable means. He is trampling on you. Rules! I’m trampling on you!”

"Do you really think so? Think about it carefully, is he really 'just' a lover? Think about it, when he was sleeping with that woman in his arms, how he was laughing at you in his heart——

He's like a magic quill, or a magic umbrella leaning against the wall.

The apprentice let out a most sarcastic chuckle.

"This is impossible!"

"I understand."

In the corridor, a monster with a mutated body was lying on a wall.

Give too little!