Doomsday Mage Summons the Undead

Nightmare world, in a small room.

Zong Heng, who had endured 18 kinds of torture like reincarnation, returned to the state when he first came in.

Although his body had returned to its original state, his tortured nerves had long been overwhelmed, and he screamed hysterically while being held down by two big men.

The only response to him was a grill that suddenly appeared in front of him.

The two big men carried it onto the barbecue grill. Regardless of how Zong Heng cursed, they just added charcoal to the bonfire below Zong Heng in silence.

As the handle at one end of the grill was slowly shaken, Zong Heng, who was tied above the campfire, also began to receive the nineteenth punishment.

In the corner of the room, Qi Lin suddenly appeared.

Lao Jiu graciously transformed a chair for Qi Lin.

"Owner."

Lao Jiu just opened his mouth, but Qi Lin stretched out his hand to signal him to shut up.

The latter quietly looked at Zong Heng whose skin was gradually charred and cracked as it was constantly rotating on the grill.

Qi Lin has been suffering since his blood was drawn and then kicked out of the safe zone in his previous life.

He lives like an animal, no, this description is a bit high.

To be precise, it is to live like grass, in the pursuit of ogres, in the ill intentions of various survivors, in the face of all kinds of human-eating monsters

Being trampled on in a thousand ways means not dying, but living by faith and purpose.

Faith is to make the murderer suffer as much as he does.

The goal is to find Zhen Haoren and repay his life-saving grace.

From Shushan to now, whenever Qi Lin couldn't hold on, he would think of the murderer, and he would think of that good man.

Everything until today seems to have finally ushered in the dawn

Qi Lin quietly watched Zong Heng being slowly roasted into charcoal for the nineteenth time.

Lao Jiu, who was waiting quietly at the side, restored Zong Heng to its original state again with great insight.

"Bring it here." Qi Lin ordered in the soul link.

Lao Jiu quickly asked two big men to hold Zong Heng in front of Qi Lin.

"When I was suffering, I heard a survivor say a word."

"There are three, six, and nine grades in the mud pile. Although I am deeply trapped, I still want to make a way out of the mud."

"But you just don't give me, and you don't give Zhen Hao a life!"

"You may not know, but I wanted to come to you a long time ago."

Qi Lin looked at Zong Heng who wanted to scold but stopped swearing and began to look at him, and his hoarse and deep voice continued: "But I told myself, the more difficult it is, the more you have to calm down, and you have to believe it yourself." Myself, after all, not everyone is qualified to walk the difficult road."

"It's never too late for a good meal, you're worth the wait."

"I will think of you when my body can't bear it countless times."

Zong Heng was a little puzzled by Qi Lin's words. He didn't understand what the extremely thin young man in front of him was talking about. Those words seemed to be that the two had known each other for a long time.

However, Zong Heng had a faint feeling that this seemed to be another family member of an unlucky person who died of blood draw.

Because apart from this incident, Zong Heng also thought of this ability to bring people to another world.

Only Skeletons have this ability!

Skeleton people have been reluctant to contact the military!

The major general once said that the skeleton man seems to have a grudge against the military!

Coupled with the major general's last words, Zong Heng seemed to understand everything.

He felt that if there were no accidents, he should be dead.

Suddenly, Zong Heng looked at Qi Lin and laughed loudly: "Hahaha, I understand!"

"Oh it's you!"

"You are a skeleton man!"

"The military has been studying your ability to make people appear in a real world!"

"It seems that your relative died at my hands."

"Otherwise you wouldn't treat me like this."

"Otherwise you wouldn't always refuse to engage with the military."

Zong Heng laughed, although his eyes were red from torture, but he didn't show the slightest fear.

He even remembered that the major general had thought hard about the character of the skeleton man several times, so he said with a smile: "If you treat me like this, aren't you afraid that someone will treat you like this in the future?"

Qi Lin also laughed silently, this guy was not threatening himself, but was probing something.

"I can kill others, and others can naturally kill me. It's not a big deal."

Qi Lin had thought about the scene of meeting the murderer many times, or was angry, or roared.

But when he saw it, Qi Lin felt extremely calm.

The scene at this moment is not like the envy of the enemy when they meet each other, but like the reunion of old friends and chatting about old times.

Qi Lin smiled and continued: "Killers, people will always kill them."

"In this world, everyone has the right to live, and everyone has the opportunity to die. Since I killed someone, I have to be prepared to be killed. Whatever I do, I have to bear the consequences."

"In this world, everyone depends on their own means. As long as you work hard to become stronger, those who want to kill me can only think about it forever."

"So, I'm curious, can the master behind you, that major general, kill me?"

Zong Heng smiled: "The grievances between you and me, what are you doing with that brat?"

Qi Lin shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently: "He should be the mastermind of the blood drawing thing? You are a soldier, and you probably don't have that ability."

"Hahahaha!" Zong Heng laughed loudly: "It's a joke! This world has changed, and I am the chosen one with a level of 18! In this world, whoever has the biggest fist is the right one! Countless dignitaries are vying to curry favor with me , why am I incapable?"

"Oh, then you are really amazing." Qi Lin made Lao Jiu transform into a silver needle, and threw it in front of the kneeling Zong Heng.

"Let's talk, did you do the blood draw? Why the blood draw?"

"Is it to feed the magic seed and make materials? Or something else?"

Zong Heng lowered his head and looked at the needles, and thought of what the major general said when he wanted to return all the needles.

"If I don't say it, will I be trapped here forever?"

"Maybe, depending on your mood."

"I did it." Zong Heng said calmly: "The reason is very simple, to live."

Qi Lin narrowed his eyes slightly, waiting for Zong Heng to continue talking.

"Have you ever been in the mist?"

"I've been there!"

Zong Heng suddenly became crazy: "In the mist, the traces of human civilization are being swallowed by demon seeds and wild wild nature. I met an old woman in flowers and plants there, and she told me that the future world will be Expand ten thousand times!"

"The vast land is full of demons!"

"In this case, do you think humans can win?"

Zong Heng didn't wait for Qi Lin to answer, and continued to talk to himself: "I don't think humans can win!"

"The two sides are not on the same starting line at all!"

"So, take out the plasma and give it to the demon lord in Nanzhili. The plasma contains rich life energy of the chosen one, which can speed up the demonization process of the demon lord."

"As a deal, the demon lord will only attack the southeast base camp."

"He will let Beicheng go, and protect humans in the future confrontation between demons and demons."

"Beicheng is the last human settlement in Nanzhili in the future!"

"It is also the only place where humans can survive in this area of ​​thousands of miles!"

"I don't want to be an insider, but I can't help it. If I don't, I will die!"

The crazy Zong Heng said loudly:

"Everyone in Nanzhili will die!"

"Since it's death anyway, I don't think I did anything wrong by sacrificing some people and saving some people."

Zong Heng's words made Qi Lin narrow his eyes even more.

What he said seemed to be the truth.

The advance of the magic tide may have something to do with this blood plasma.

In the transaction that Zong Heng just mentioned, the demon lord will only attack the southeast, which is consistent with the gathering direction of the demon species outside the mist.

At the same time, Beicheng's simple city defense system and their actions of not working overtime to strengthen the defense seem to fit well with it.

In fact, everything seems to be as Zong Heng said, he is an inner ghost.

Maybe someone else would believe it.

But Qi Lin didn't believe it!

No matter how decent Zong Heng said, Qi Lin keenly discovered a mistake.

In the previous life, the humble Qi Lin didn't know what the purpose of drawing blood was.

But Qi Lin can confirm one thing, it is definitely not to help the demon lord speed up the demonization!

Because in the previous life, Qin Youde, the nephew of the military commander, who was known as the military god of war, once led a team into the mist.

There are gossip that Qin Youde intends to carry a nuclear bomb into the mist to execute beheading tactics.

But unfortunately, no one saw the sight of the nuclear bomb going off.

What they saw instead was that Qin Youde's team was wiped out, and in the end only one sniper survived in that team.

So, if the purpose of drawing blood is for this, then in the last life, why did the demon lord still attack?

Could it be that the demon lord repented in the last life?

Qi Lin doesn't think that the top military officials are just a group of corpses and vegetarians, who are bitten by a tiger without any preparation after they make a move to seek skin from a tiger.

Although what Zong Heng said was really decent, and everything echoed.

The tide of demons ahead of time, the defenses of the north city are in shambles.

But Qi Lin just didn't believe it. He didn't think that just a high-level chosen person could hide the fact from the major general who was caught by the military and political power, and he could also make the other party cooperate in not strengthening the city defense.

Unless the other party is under house arrest because of lack of strength, then he will give orders on his behalf.

But this is not right, the high priest once told him that Zong Heng had been to Shu Mountain with the Major General, and Zong Heng seemed to be in awe of the Major General.

Is it a clumsy disguise in front of the high priest?

Or really awe?

If it is the former, then it means that the major general who has never shown himself in front of people is indeed under house arrest.

If it's the latter, it means that Zong Heng is just a swordsman who obeys orders, and the major general is the mastermind!

If the major general is the mastermind, then Qi Lin will have to kill the major general later, and at the same time, under the chain reaction, Xiao Di cannot be placed in Beicheng.

Qi Lin, who was full of thoughts, looked at Zong Heng and asked again: "Good man Zhen, Lieutenant Zhen."

"He was the captain of the transport convoy, and he was ordered to escort four steel boxes. On the way, he was attacked by the wolf special forces, and the entire team was wiped out."

"Did you do it?"

"Who asked you to do it? Is it the major general above you?"

"Hahahaha!" Zong Heng laughed and burst into tears, as if he heard very funny words.

"He's just a brat in his early twenties, why are you always talking about him?"

"You seem to be looking down on me a little bit."

"I did this too!"

Zong Heng said decisively: "You don't have to ask me why I did this, I'll tell you directly."

"There is a kind of demon polyp in the steel box they transport, and that thing can help the demon species evolve."

"Although sub-level demon species will die after eating demon polyps, demon polyps are better than blood plasma for demon species above the soldier level!"

"In order to survive, so I sent werewolf special forces to kill them."

"Speaking of which, I originally wanted to handle this matter myself, but I was lucky. I just happened to transfer a few wolves from the base camp. What a good cannon fodder and temporary workers. It's not in vain."

"That lieutenant surnamed Zhen is your friend?"

Zong Heng looked at Qi Lin whose eyes narrowed into a line, and said quietly:

"Actually, I don't want to kill him, but if a big event happens, it doesn't care about the small things, and the news can't be leaked."

"If it leaks out, the major generals over there and here at the base camp won't be able to tolerate me. Maybe the Chosen One in the future will be strong enough for one person to compete against the whole world, but right now, power is still very important. You should understand me. the meaning of."

"So, he died."

Zong Heng seemed to be talking about an innocuous matter. He suddenly thought of something, and Fu added: "Oh, speaking of it, I have to thank you. I wanted to deal with that celebrity wolf myself."

"In the end, you helped me deal with it. I have to thank you."

Qi Lin squinted his eyes and stared at Zong Heng. After a while, his eyes were relieved, and he smiled brightly: "You want to provoke me? You want to die so much?"

"Why?"

Zong Heng smiled and said: "You are very suspicious, don't you just want an answer? This is the answer."

"I can't run away anyway, and death can't be avoided. Why don't you just say what you want, I hope I can get a happy death in exchange."

Qi Lin smiled, then waved his hand, and his figure disappeared.

After exiting the nightmare world, Qi Lin called out Heifeng, and after a few instructions, he took out a bag from the space ring and handed it to Heifeng.

At this moment, outside the Dingxiang Building, there was a lot of voices, and no one noticed Hei Feng striding across the tables.

They didn't notice the existence of Heifeng until Heifeng walked to a certain place and pulled out the silver sword from the biological defense layer around his waist.

"A flaming silver sword?"

"Swordsman?!"

Someone recognized Hei Feng, and left the dinner table in surprise, wanting to strike up a conversation.

But immediately after, Heifeng's action made him freeze in place.

Heifeng pulled out the silver sword and thrust it into the ground forcefully. Driven by the magic power, a large amount of flames instantly radiated from the surface of the silver sword.

Those flames penetrated into the concrete floor, dissolving a large hole in the ground at an extremely fast speed.

Boom!

Amidst the smog, Heifeng appeared in the box.

He ignored the bewildered people in the box, and went straight to Zong Heng who was lying on the ground and foaming at the mouth.

He took out a shot of spiritual potion from the bag and injected it directly into Zong Heng, and then took out another shot of constitution potion and injected it into Zong Heng's body.

"My lord, you are here!"

Although he didn't know what happened, Zong Heng, who was originally angry and murderous, passed out in a second, and then foamed at the mouth as if he had a serious illness.

But the arrival and actions of Heifeng, in the eyes of many officials in the box, seemed to be treating Zong Heng.

My own people!

It's one of our own!

Still a powerful magic swordsman!

For a moment, some of the officials in the box were happy and some were sad.

The joy is that with the addition of the legendary magic swordsman, their confidence in breaking out of Nanzhili is even greater!

The worry is that this magic swordsman does not know who was persuaded to come here. If it is a major general, then what they did in private.

Heifeng didn't know the little things in these people's hearts, let alone the courteous words of some bold officials who came forward.

After the injection, Hei Feng held the unconscious Zong Heng with one hand, and came to the ground with a light leap.

Among the more and more onlookers around, Hei Feng threw Zong Heng, who was waking up, to the ground.

In front of the public, Zong Heng's right arm was cut off with a wave of the Black Wind Silver Sword.

Before Zong Heng woke up from the pain, he yelled, and the flames on the Black Wind Silver Sword ignited, and amidst the chirping sound, the smell of barbecue spread to the stunned onlookers.

"ah!!!"

The simple and rough breaking of his arm to stop the bleeding made Zong Heng scream like a pig being killed.

Boom!

Hei Feng stepped on Zong Heng's head, and the silver sword pierced the right arm. After holding it with one hand, he placed it over Zong Heng's forehead and began to cut it.

"hiss!"

The people around gasped, everything happened so fast, before their brains had time to think, they saw the magic swordsman shaving Zong Heng's right arm piece by piece like a knife slicing noodles.

In the blink of an eye, Zong Heng's right arm turned into bones.

A large number of thin slices of flesh and blood piled up on Zong Heng's face.

"Killed!"

"Go and call the high-level chosen person of the law enforcement team!"

The people who knew it later gave up their plan to get close to the magic swordsman, and ran away in all directions, shouting in panic.

"Master, do you want to keep them?"

Qi Lin raised his hand and turned the head of the child who wanted to follow the sound to see what happened, and the soul link replied: "Let them go."

"All ghosts are ready for guests."