Chapter 370 (1/2)

”Rotten corpse demon?”

Leaning against the rock wall, the black haired wizard peeped at the ”figure” passing outside the cave, slightly raised the corners of his mouth and whispered.

The body is very tall and close to human beings, like a haggard and corrupt body like ice and snow. The head without ”face” can shout almost like roaring. It has no vision but excellent hearing. It moves slowly, but its power is almost twice that of human beings.

And the armor and spear like ice crystal... Loren narrowed his eyes slightly. If a prince didn't joke about it, I'm afraid it's as hard as obsidian.

Perhaps because the entrance was blocked by snow, a dozen rotten corpse demons wandering outside the cave were not aware of the hidden black haired wizards. They communicated with each other with a harsh cry that was almost ”roaring”.

In the dark pupil reflection, these monsters almost like ”zombies” move slowly, like ”soldiers” arranged in neat formation, patrolling back and forth on the path outside the cave.

Just seeing this scene makes people feel cold at the bottom of their hearts!

”Creepy... This monster is not at the same level as ghouls and even ogres.” Asriel lay down beside the black haired wizard and slightly raised the corners of his mouth:

”But... It's only a dozen, dear Loren. Shouldn't it be a problem for you?”

”Yes, it's really not a problem to have two or more monsters that move slowly and slowly.” the black haired wizard gradually showed some cold expressions, which could not be more dignified:

”But what if there are thousands?”

”Thousands... Tens of thousands?” the boy blinked in confusion.

”His highness Brandon once told me that every time the North invades, these corpse demons like zombies are the real 'main force'. There is no marginal 'withered white wave', and half of the Legion can be swallowed up in a quarter of an hour!”

”The most important thing is that these rotten corpse demons are fundamentally different from other demons on the ice sheet north of duanjie mountain!”

”Fundamental difference?”

”Whether they are ice werewolves or Minotaurs... They are just monsters distorted by the influence of void forces. They are essentially no different from ghouls. At most, they are more strongly affected in the field of evil gods.”

Loren slowly opened his mouth and said, ”but these 'rotten corpse demons' are playthings fabricated by the evil gods who invaded the Dragon kingdom. They exist entirely by the power of emptiness. They are demons in the real sense!”

”The evil gods always hunt and kill, and the dead soldiers stand up and fight with their companions...” the young man blew the white golden hair tip on his forehead, with a trace of irony in his expression: ”it's really unexpected and bold to directly operate the power of emptiness in the material world!”

”You should be surprised?” the black haired wizard glanced at the young man in surprise. ”Isn't this' trick 'the routine used by you evil gods?”

”Absolutely not. The kind Asriel has no such incomprehensible evil taste!”

Asriel pouted and looked very unhappy: ”please don't connect me with these tasteless and rustic guys. Even if you really want to destroy the world, you won't use this mindless monster to complete my masterpiece!”

”Don't evil spirits like you like to hide behind the scenes and command mindless minions to work for you?” the dark haired wizard continued to joke.

”It's too much to say. Although I can hear that you're just deliberately mocking Lauren, it really hurts Asriel.” the boy stared at her wrongfully.

”Really? Sometimes I can't help wondering if I've been used by you!”

”Dear Lauren, we are the best and closest friends in the world. Friends definitely don't use each other!”

The next second, the wronged Asriel grinned with a sly smile:

”But friends can also owe each other.”

”So you don't understand how they do it?”

”I don't understand at all!” Asriel's Scarlet pupils showed a little disgust: ”maybe some fake lady who is so keen on blood sacrifice and corpse that she is almost sick has more say in it!”

Ignoring a boy who seemed to be greatly humiliated, the sighing black haired wizard leaned on the edge of the cave, continued to spy on the movements of the monsters, and tried not to make any sound that would attract them.

”Are you sure about the next plan?”