"The armor of a divine general?" The fat man became more and more surprised, "Where did this guy get such an outfit?"
"Maybe it originally belonged to him." Nanfeng said.
"The god general of your family..."
Before the fat man could finish speaking, Zhuge Chanjuan interrupted him and said, "Changle is going to suffer a loss, why don't you go over and help."
The fat man turned around when he heard the sound and saw Changle was at a disadvantage. He raised his hammers and rushed towards him, "Get out of the way, let me do it instead."
Chang Le had no desire to be competitive at all, but when he saw the fat man charging towards him, he didn't want to fight and immediately withdrew.
Returning to the two of them, Changle asked, "Where does this person come from?"
"It must be a certain divine general from Heaven." Nanfeng said.
Zhuge Chanjuan asked, "Since he is a divine general in heaven, how could he end up in such a situation?"
Nanfeng did not answer. It was not that he did not want to answer, but that he was unable to answer. Since he had comprehended the Heavenly Book, Zhuge and others thought that he knew everything, but they had forgotten that he had only comprehended the eight volumes of the Heavenly Book, and he also did If you don't understand everything clearly, you will be responsible for it clearly.
"Did he be demoted to earth?" Zhuge Chanjuan asked again.
Nan Feng could answer this question, "No, if you are demoted to the mortal world, your armor will be taken away and you won't be able to carry it with you."
"Did she end up like this when she was on errands and accidentally got poisoned by corpse, preventing her from returning to heaven?" Zhuge Chanjuan guessed again.
"No," Nanfeng shook his head, "Looking at his actions, he is obviously protecting something."
"I'll go take a look." Zhuge Chanjuan pointed at the mansion.
"It's very dangerous, don't go." Nanfeng stopped him hastily. There must be something in the mansion that the man in golden armor cares about very much. Since this man is a divine general in heaven, he might have powerful back-up moves. Zhuge Chanjuan would definitely be attacked if she rashly stepped forward. to thwart his attack.
While the two were talking, the fat man had already reached a fight with the man in golden armor. It could be seen that after the man put on the golden armor, he could not move as fast as before. The extra protection would naturally slow him down. At this time, he and the fat man It's a head-on fight, and the moves are powerful and heavy, with little change.
Whenever you exert force, you will often exhale and make sounds. When the man in golden armor made a move, he frequently made sounds to support him. The fat man didn't just hit hard with his head, and his mouth was not idle, but the sound he made was not the sound of exhaling to help, but a chirp. Wala's Sanskrit, his eight-part golden body has three levels: upper, middle and lower. In normal state, he cannot withstand the poke of the golden spear, nor can he withstand the fists and feet covered with golden armor. He can only supplement it with Sanskrit spells to strengthen the eight levels. The protective effect of the golden body.
The man in golden armor had kicked the fat man several times before. The fat man was angry and eager for revenge. He swung his hammers and smashed his head and face.
As the saying goes, the old master was beaten to death by random punches. It was precisely because the fat man's moves were so unorganized that the man in golden armor was confused about the way to go. After a few rounds, the fat man caught the opportunity and hit him with a heavy hammer. chest and smashed it away.
"Damn it, compare your strength with me." The fat man was furious and sped up to catch up, trying to hit the man in golden armor again before he could stop his retreat.
The force of this hammer was even heavier, and it hit the golden-armored man directly towards the house on the west side of the road, smashed through the east wall, and fell into the courtyard.
As the saying goes, those who are close to vermillion are red and those who are close to ink are black. After seeing Nanfeng and Changle's quick attacks, Fatty also learned this. Knowing that he could not give his opponent a chance to breathe, he rushed into the dusty shabby house while muttering Sanskrit.
Just as he rushed in, he was kicked out again with an ouch. It was a good thing that he had been more careful before and recited a spell to protect himself, otherwise this kick alone would have injured him and caused him to vomit blood.
When the fat man was flying upside down, he concentrated his spiritual energy, stopped his retreat, and managed to land on the ground. He was almost embarrassed when he was secretly walking, his soles slipped on the snow, and he fell backwards. He finally regained some dignity, but lost everything again.
Seeing the man in golden armor chasing after him, the fat man ignored his frustration and hurriedly got up and swung his hammer to fend off the enemy.
But he made his move half a minute too late. The man in golden armor kicked him again and kicked him away. He broke through the wall of the house on the east side of the road and fell into it.
When the man in golden armor saw this, he hurriedly ran away to catch up, and then there was a loud bang.
The courtyard wall that the fat man broke through was the west wing of the mansion. Seeing that the two people did not come out, the three of them walked over. When they got closer, they found that the west wing was filled with dust, and the fat man and the man in golden armor were having a passionate fight from inside.
"How could a god be so weak?" Zhuge Chanjuan watched the battle eagerly.
"He seems to have lost his magic power, otherwise Fatty would not be his opponent." Nanfeng shook his head and said. He did not know much about the official uniforms and armor of Heavenly Court, and could not judge the man's official rank in Heavenly Court through the golden armor he wore. But one thing he was sure of was that the heavenly soldiers and generals in heaven were at least immortals.
"He may not have killed the people in the town," Changle said.
Zhuge Chanjuan nodded in agreement. She knew why Changle said this. There were a large number of fur bones in the west wing where the fat man and the man in golden armor were. These bones were many years old. If you look closely, you can see that most of them are foxes, but there are also rats and mice. There are no human remains of other animals.
Nanfeng did not agree or refute. Just because there were no human bones here, it could not be concluded that the man in golden armor had not killed indiscriminately. It could also be that he had killed all the previous people and was unwilling to leave here for food, so he ate the blood of foxes and rats. .
The west chamber was not very spacious, and the two men fought fiercely from inside. Their weapons and spiritual energy frequently hit the four walls. After several rounds, the west chamber was shaky and about to collapse.
Seeing this situation, the man in golden armor bent his knees and gathered his strength, raising his energy and rising high, hoping to break through the roof and escape from danger.
Normally, if encountering such a situation, both sides of the battle would stop fighting and get out of trouble first. However, this person encountered an unruly opponent. Seeing the man in golden armor trying to run away, the fat man rushed forward and hugged his legs. Drag the man in golden armor down.
At this moment, the house collapsed and the two people were buried under the bricks.
The fat man had been on guard before. Although he was beaten to pieces by the heavy roof, he did not lose consciousness. He found the hammer from the smoke and dust, and before the man in gold armor regained consciousness, he hit the man on the head.
Seeing the fat man's heavy attack, Nanfeng suddenly frowned. Even with the protection of the golden helmet, the man in golden armor would still be in danger of his life.
Goodbye Fatty kept hammering and wanted to hit him again, but Nanfeng quickly stopped and said, "Stop hitting him."
Nanfeng's words were effective. After listening to his shouts, the fat man stopped making any harsh moves. Seeing that the man in golden armor made no movement, he thought he was either fainted or dead, so he grabbed his right hand and dragged him out.
With a strong force, the armor on the man's right hand fell off.
The fat man threw away the small piece of armor, grabbed the man's arm, and dragged him out of the ruins.
The armor of the God General that this man was wearing must have been adsorbed on his body by spiritual energy. Now it lost control and fell off. He was dragged naked to the street by the fat man.
The fat man put down the hammer and stretched out his hand to test his breathing. After testing his breathing, he checked his pulse. "It's over. He's dead."
"Severe damage to the Divine Palace, I fainted." Nanfeng said.
"He's really dead. He's breathless and his pulse is gone." The fat man stood up straight and patted the dust off his body.
"The zombie has no pulse or breathing, but the corpse energy on his head has not dissipated, and the black energy formed by his life soul is also there, which means he is not dead," Nanfeng said.
"How can blood flow without a heartbeat? How can one speak without breathing?" Zhuge Chanjuan asked.
"You are a doctor, I should ask you these questions." Nanfeng said casually, and at the same time walked forward and squatted down to inspect.
This person had been injured by Changle before, and the wound had begun to heal. Having this kind of self-healing ability showed that this person was indeed a zombie.
Looking at the skin again, it is no different from that of a living person. It is slightly gray, but it is not actually gray. It is just black blood flowing under the skin.
"I'll go in and see what's inside." The fat man turned around and headed east through the ruins of the west wing.
"Wait for me, I'll go too." Zhuge Chanjuan followed.
"No matter what you see, don't move." Nanfeng warned urgently.
"Look here." Changle pointed at the man's left wrist.
De Changle reminded that Nanfeng had discovered a clue. There were obvious bite marks on the man's left wrist. He had pulled out the zombie's teeth earlier. The scars on the man's wrist were obviously left by zombies, and they were only bitten by zombies. The wounds will remain after becoming a zombie.
"It was caused by a zombie bite. This person was not a zombie originally." Nanfeng said.
"Why are the wounds here?" Changle wondered. The reason why zombies are called zombies is because their limbs are very stiff. Since their limbs cannot be bent at will, they usually bite people on the neck.
"He might have let the zombies bite him on purpose." Nanfeng said.
"To prolong life?" Changle asked.
"It's possible." Nanfeng nodded.
As soon as Nanfeng finished speaking, he heard Fatty's exclamation coming from the mansion, "Hey, you two, come quickly..."