After half an hour, Pei Ziyun looked around and saw mountains and hills in the distance. Many trees could be faintly seen, but the fog was so thick that he couldn't see them clearly for more than ten meters. It was dark and dark. Strangely, the highest peak in the middle was still conspicuous and could be seen at a glance.
"Hey, something has changed." Pei Ziyun sniffed and whispered, "The smell of death and evil suddenly appeared."
When we arrived, it felt like an ordinary fishing village, but now the smell was ten times stronger.
This time, Pei Ziyun no longer moved forward quickly, but turned around and walked slowly out step by step, his eyes paying close attention to the changes in the surrounding environment.
When Pei Ziyun had walked a third of the way back, there was another "pop" sound, a very slight sound, which seemed to break a certain barrier.
Hearing this soft sound, Pei Ziyun immediately stopped, stood here, moved two steps forward, the scenery changed, moved two steps back, and returned to the original place.
It is indeed a barrier!
Pei Ziyun understood what was going on. Whenever he passed through the barrier at any time, he would appear on the opposite side. This was a circular barrier.
If he were prosperous, this wouldn't be a problem at all, but now, it's a bit troublesome.
Pei Ziyun looked solemn, without hesitation, and headed straight for the mountain peak - this was obvious, everything else was hidden in the mist, only this mountain peak stood out, and the purpose was to pass by himself.
Moreover, the faint aura of Hayakawa Naomi was also there.
Of course, when Pei Ziyun went to the mountain peak, the original situation never happened again. He just found that from the outside, the mountain peak was very close and not far away.
But when Pei Ziyun walked by, the distance became more than five times longer.
At the same time, there is a world of its own in this barrier.
The most obvious one is the change in the sky. It is almost dawn outside. When Pei Ziyun stepped inside, he found that it was dusk here.
The deeper you go, the more foggy it becomes.
After identifying them, Pei Ziyun continued to move forward. With a glance, he saw several corpses lying in the shade of the big tree. They looked like a family, including men, women, old and young, all dead.
At the front was a soldier, wearing a belly roll, with a face full of despair, as if he had been killed in the resistance.
The abdominal coils are relatively simple in composition, and are made of leather connected to form armor, which is used by low-level samurai and ashigaru. However, the hand is still holding the broken sword tightly, which proves that the corpse is a low-level samurai.
The bodies were not decomposed, but seemed to have shrunk.
"Resentment, corpse qi!" Pei Ziyun glanced at it casually, stretched out his hand and tapped the corpse in the distance. He heard a "boom" and the body ignited with white flames. Suddenly, the corpse moved and screamed, just breathing. In between, it completely turned into ashes.
"It's interesting." At the moment when the corpse turned gray, a trace of negligible power was absorbed.
"As long as we can get back to our roots." We didn't go far and saw corpses scattered in the mountains and forests. There were few warriors and many civilians. Most of them became skeletons, and a few turned into zombies. Some could even move a little.
"Puff puff puff!" Pei Ziyun didn't even need to snap his fingers this time. He just got closer and the body burned. It was purified all the way without stopping. After passing through a hillside, he vaguely heard tragic screams and calls for help, accompanied by thick smoke. Rush out.
Pei Ziyun quickened his pace slightly, and a bloody scene appeared in front of him.
There is a village with earthen walls, and hundreds of small but extremely strange walking corpses are rushing towards it crazily.
The villagers were desperately resisting, and a few of them looked like warriors, but these people still couldn't resist the crazy attacks of the walking zombies.
These zombies resemble humanoids in appearance, short in stature, with a big belly, and black scales all over their bodies. They are not very fast, but they are extremely strong. The key is that there are too many of them.
With a "pop" sound, Yuuki Toto's long sword slashed down, killing a walking corpse. Suddenly exhausted, he saw another walking corpse rushing toward him. The miko pointed from behind, and a little black light penetrated into the body. With a "click" sound, Haotou Yuyuki was stunned. Tu Yuxing slashed with all his strength, and the long knife struck the body of the zombie in front of him. Black and red blood flowed out of the body of the zombie, but only a wound was made on the body of the zombie.
The hit zombie roared angrily, jumped to Yuuki's side, opened his mouth wide, and bit straight towards the neck.
"Is it really a dead end?"
Hito Yuyuki looked at the big mouth coming towards his face and smelled a fishy smell in his nose, but he had no strength to avoid it. He was too tired and in too much pain.
Hito Yuyuki didn't know how long he had been fighting for. He only knew that there were originally more than 150 people in the village, but now there were no more than 70 people. Even the miko-sama was exhausted.
Hido Yuyuki doesn't want to give up his life. He wants to protect the village and his relatives.
But he was too exhausted, his body was limp, and he couldn't exert any strength. The sword strike just now took all his strength to strike.
Sorry, can't continue.
Hito Yuyuki closed his eyes and silently left his last words in his heart.
But with a "whoop", a sword light slashed through, and the walking corpse that rushed towards him was immediately cut in two. Not only that, white flames burst out from the break, burning the walking corpse instantly.
Hito Yuyuki, who closed his eyes tightly, waited for two seconds and found that he was safe. He couldn't help opening his eyes and saw a scene that shocked him.
"Death!" A young warrior rushed towards him. His movements were simple and without any complicated changes. But with a casual movement, his whole body and the sword became one. With only two "puff" sounds, the two walking corpses fell down without even a sound. , and then flames burst out.
Pei Ziyun killed several people in a row without stopping, "Puff" was heard repeatedly, the smelly black blood spattered, the wooden knife flashed slightly, a little black smoke gathered towards the wooden knife, and several ferocious faces could be seen faintly trying to save themselves, but were restrained. Then a layer of fire appeared on the wooden knife.
Nowadays, those who can survive are all able to fight. Yuyuki Hito has even learned the art of swordsmanship. He has rich experience in fighting and thinks that he is no less than a samurai.
But now, the young warrior in front of him slapped everyone hard, and everywhere he went, walking corpses fell like scarecrows.
As a result, the whole village suddenly fell silent! !
In the center of the crowd, the miko Masuda Mayumi looked pale under her veil. Seeing the zombies being killed one after another, she felt relieved and said to the samurai who suddenly appeared to save the siege: "Thank you for your life-saving grace!"
"Your Excellency, please be careful. These walking corpses are from a lower class of demons and ghosts. They will kill them endlessly. Only by killing the leader can the attack be temporarily stopped!"
"The leader is already a demon and has a lot of wisdom!"
"Your Excellency has killed so many zombies, and you will definitely be resented by the demons and ghosts. You must be careful and don't rush in alone. Please retreat to the village and defend together."
Mayumi Masuda spoke to Pei Ziyun in a sincere tone, and added: "Also, I'm very sorry, Your Excellency, my witchcraft can only be used on villagers who have faith, and I'm afraid it can't do anything to you!"
Mayumi Masuda explained that she was a little worried that Pei Ziyun would just leave and stop helping.
Pei Ziyun did not pay attention to Masuda Mayumi's words. Feeling it, there was a little surprise in his eyes: "The hidden power of the walking zombies is greater. Although there are only a few of them individually, there are many of them. If they add up, I can recover my strength faster. "
As for the zombies that cannot be killed, this is because when the zombies are killed, the filthy air will be released and new zombies will be raised. But if you kill them yourself, you will be clean.
Thinking of this, Pei Ziyun nodded slightly to express his gratitude to Mayumi Masuda, but did not go back. Instead, he turned into an afterimage and threw himself into the walking corpse. After taking a few breaths, he heard a continuous high-pitched and short sound. The sound, this is the last cry of the walking corpse before death after being stabbed with a wooden knife.
With a "click", Pei Ziyun's wooden sword swung horizontally to block a frontal attack by a walker. The wooden sword slashed back, white light passed by, and the walker charging behind was cut in half. A white flame flashed through and was quickly reduced to ashes.
In the blink of an eye, more than ten zombies were killed.
At this time, a zombie in the distance roared angrily at Pei Ziyun. Suddenly, the zombie that had continued to attack the villagers turned around and rushed towards Pei Ziyun.
"Is this walking corpse the so-called demon?"
One zombie was several times larger than an ordinary zombie. It had black scales all over its body and raised black bumps on its face. It looked extremely hideous and ugly, Pei Ziyun said to himself.
Seeing that there were more and more walking corpses, with hundreds of them concentrated, the witch couldn't help shouting again: "Sir, the walking corpses are concentrated, retreat to the village quickly."
"Not only is there a wall here, it's also protected by a shrine."
"This miko has a good heart."
"But I am not a simple warrior. I feel that the rules of this world are much looser - then give it a try!" Pei Ziyun pointed at the wooden knife in his hand, and white light fell like rain.
In fact, there was not much white light, but when every bit of white light fell, when it fell on the walking corpses, hundreds of walking corpses let out mournful wails at the same time, and white flames spewed out from the inside out.
"Boom" white flames were released, brightening instantly, and then, the walking corpses were burning.
The demon ghost was continuing to give orders, preparing his men to consume Pei Ziyun's power and attack again, but when he saw the scene in front of him, the demon ghost turned around and ran away without hesitation. It was very fast, but a little white light fell on it and attacked it.
"Boom" the white light blasted a hole in it, but it did not continue to burn. The demon ghost escaped faster after receiving this blow.
Pei Ziyun watched the demon and ghost flee quickly. Without hesitation, he turned into a shadow and chased after him. Without saying much, he slashed down with the wooden knife in his hand.
"No!" The demon ghost looked at the direct light of the sword with fear in his eyes, and issued a final curse: "Kill me, and you will die too!"
Just after the curse was uttered, there was only a "pop" sound, and the demon split into two pieces. This time the white light was no longer extinguished. Everyone could clearly see that the depth of the wound was glowing and smoking. In an instant, the white fire burned and turned into a burning man. It looked like , burns more vigorously and lasts longer than ordinary zombies.
A trace of power that seemed subtle, but was several times thicker than a walking corpse, poured into the body, and the legendary door became stronger again.
Only then did Pei Ziyun feel this. A plum tree quickly appeared in front of his eyes, and it quickly enlarged and turned into an information frame with a faint sense of light.
"Mission: The legend of literature is not strong. Use the flesh and blood of demons and ghosts to reshape the door of legend (2/100)"
"Use the flesh and blood of demons and ghosts to reshape the legendary door?"
"Sure enough, although their supernatural power is weak, it can still be absorbed. At 2%, one ghost counts as one, and a hundred zombies are worth one?"
(End of chapter)