Dax's hands were trembling, and his nosebleeds continued to flow out, but he still fired the arrow in his hand.
The arrow passed through the fishing net and hit the crows. Dax had a joyful smile on his face. What about Negri's disciples and diseases? I haven't figured it out yet.
From the death of his companion to the death of the two of them from the plague, he vaguely noticed the crows following them, so he gradually came up with this plan. It doesn't matter if they die. Kill these monsters to ensure that they will not It was enough for the disease to spread back to the village.
A companion's eyes burst open suddenly, a force pierced through the slit of the eyes, splashing out with black blood, he fell to the ground and died with a crazy smile on his face.
Wang Yuan didn't stop. While ordering the injured crows to block the uninjured crows, he rushed to another person, and the interference force rushed out to kill the other person.
"Komoros kill those crows." Dax's mouth overflowed with black blood, he could no longer pull the bowstring and fell to the ground, and his life was about to come to an end.
Comoros held the bow and arrow tremblingly. He could shoot with other people before, but suddenly the others were dead, and those who were not dead were dying. After he became the only attacker, he didn't dare to attack. After all, it was Negri's messenger.
"Don't be afraid, Comoro!!" Dax shouted with the last of his strength, giving Comoro courage, he set up the arrow and pulled the bowstring.
Wang Yuan didn't even have time to regret leaving the Comoros uninfected, his head turned wildly, thinking of a way to break the situation.
Now there are only six crows left, and three of them have suffered serious arrow wounds. Whether they can survive is a problem, and the most important problem is that if Comoros does not solve it, then these crows will all die!
"The white gas on his body is still very strong. I want to offset it. It will take at least a few minutes to kill him, and these few minutes are enough for him to kill the rest of the crows." Wang Yuan rushed to Comoros, and the white gas on the opponent's body Wang Yuan was so angry that even if he wanted to talk to him, he couldn't do it.
"There must be a way." Wang Yuan forced himself to calm down, and seeing the blood left by the crow, he thought of a solution that seemed feasible: "It's just that my interference is not enough."
Wang Yuan turned his head to look at the dying Dax, and stopped thinking too much, killed Dax without hesitation, and absorbed all the white and cool breath he gave off.
Dax's mood was different from other dead, full of madness, perseverance and satisfaction. His mood and memory troubled Wang Yuan, but he felt a crow in his consciousness and disappeared again.
Wang Yuan's interference force gushed out, wrapped up some crow blood on the ground, exhausted all his interference force, and splashed it on Comoro's face.
After being splashed with the smelly blood, Comoros was taken aback for a moment, then immediately screamed in horror, and shot the bow and arrow in his hand crookedly.
Although the medicine here is underdeveloped, and it can even be said to be ignorant and backward, they also know that the epidemic will be contagious, especially the blood of the epidemic patient, once it is contaminated, it will also be targeted by Negri.
"Did you kill my messenger!" Suddenly, a strange and familiar voice sounded, even more startled Comoro, and hurriedly searched for the source of the voice.
But after finding the source of the voice, he was so frightened that his legs went limp and he collapsed on the ground: "Dead... the dead have been resurrected."
It was the dead Dax who spoke. He fell to the ground, his eyes dimmed, but his mouth opened and closed, like a fish struggling to breathe on the shore.
The other party's voice was extremely weird, and the pronunciation was not standard. If you didn't listen carefully, you really couldn't tell what you were talking about.
"Did you kill my messenger? Human!!" The words were quite accurate this time. Although there were still many problems, at least Comoros understood what the other party said.
"You, you, you are Negri!!" Comoros yelled in horror.
"You have killed so many of my messengers, I curse you, you will die in pain from disease, your skin will rot, your blood will turn black, and your bones will rot."
"No! No, I didn't do it on purpose. Dax forced me. Let me go. Respect the great Negri. Please let me go. Withdraw your curse. Please give me a chance to redeem myself." Comoros knelt down and begged for mercy, shouting in panic.
"Is that true?" The dead Dax spoke vaguely in a strange tone: "It's not impossible for you to atone for your sins."
"Please... please say, the great Negri." Comoros was trembling all over, and his voice was full of too many emotions, including ecstasy, fear, resentment, regret, and shame.
"Hehehe!" Dax's corpse let out a laugh like frost: "You killed my messenger, and that will naturally cultivate more messengers for me."
The two remaining crows in the net over there finally struggled out of the net. As for the few injured crows, they died. Dax and the others smeared a poisonous plant juice on the arrows. Of the thirteen mutated crows, only these two remained.
"These two messengers of mine will follow you and help you suppress the disease on your body. You need to publicize my greatness and let more people help me train messengers. Otherwise, not only you, but also your village will Be cursed by me and perish in the plague!!"
"Yes, yes, great Negri, I will follow your orders." Comoro said hastily.
"Human, seeing your stupid appearance, it is extremely difficult to accomplish things. For the sake of piety, I grant you the right to call me. When you encounter difficulties, you can seek my help."
"Thank you for the great Negri's love." Comoros thanked desperately, and then asked cautiously: "Then I don't know how I can summon the great Negri."
"I'm talking to you through something now, just give me something when the time comes!" Dax's corpse closed its mouth after finishing speaking.
Comoros waited cautiously for a while before confirming that the great Negri had left, but the two pitch-black crows still stared at Dax with their pitch-black eyes.
Wang Yuan heaved a sigh of relief, the problem was finally solved temporarily, except for the death of eleven crows, there was not much difference from his plan.
There are many reasons for this kind of problem, but the most important reason is that I am too weak. This weakness does not only refer to strength, but also to other aspects.
He was just an ordinary person at the beginning, a weak person. Even if he became a remnant soul, his personality changed, and he gained extraordinary power, he was still a weak person. If these things are not changed, this kind of problem will still happen today.
Wang Yuan's thinking turned, he needs to become stronger, not only in strength, but also in character!