Infinite Script Killing

In winter, the sun always rises later than in other seasons.

A heavy snowfall comes quietly in people's dreams.

The heavy snow covered the silt on the street, covered the tiles on the roof, and also covered the stained blood on the execution ground.

The village was quiet, not a sound was heard.

Even if occasionally a villager came out of the house, he would stand in front of the door and urinate, then tremblingly hold up his pants and go into the room.

The village of Wangzhuang is very rundown, but there is a house in the village that is exceptionally well-built.

There are tall and solid walls and two stone lions squatting in front of the exquisite and grand gate. This is naturally the old house that Ma Qi built for his family.

According to Ma Qi's official position, the old house has three entrances and three exits, which is much larger than the one in the capital.

Because Ma Qi had to go to court and palace every day before dawn, he never moved here, but recently, people seemed to be coming to the house.

Ever since the other party arrived, the whole Zhuangzi has not been quiet for a day.

Every night in the middle of the night, you can hear ghosts crying and howling outside, and some people even see corpses crawling out of coffins.

There were also female ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night, shouting to open the door and let me in, etc.

In short, during this period of time, the entire Zhuangzi people were so frightened that they did not dare to go out. If it hadn't been snowing heavily now and it was inconvenient to travel, I'm afraid the people in Zhuangzi would have started running away.

The reason why so many things have happened is, in the final analysis, because of what Gao Zhuo did in Zhuangzi.

"Hey, look!"

At this moment, Gao Zhuo was raising his palm triumphantly. His palm quickly turned black, revealing his sharp nails. He slashed the stone pillar on the side and cut it in half.

Then, after the palms returned to their original appearance, a strange light came out of them, and he waved his hands forward, making Xu Tong feel a strong sense of oppression.

Until Gao Zhuo put down his hands, the clothes behind him were torn apart, and a pair of rotten bone wings unfolded behind his back. They were obviously rotten bones, but when the pair of bone wings were unfolded, Xu Tong discovered that Gao Zhuo was bathing in the wind and snow. He has such a sacred and peaceful aura that people with weak concentration will probably kneel down when they see it.

"There's still this!"

Gao Zhuo didn't seem to have enough fun. He crossed his hands, his aura suddenly increased, and his body gradually began to turn into corpses in large areas. Xu Tong could clearly feel the terrifying aura emanating from Gao Zhuo's body.

The most bizarre thing is that Gao Zhuo is clearly in the process of being transformed into a corpse, but the aura on his body gives people a sense of purity and simplicity.

As a person with a dark constitution, Xu Tong could clearly sense that the holy aura of Gao Zhuo was forming a strong conflict with his own dark constitution.

"Half-step master!"

No, it should be said that he is a little stronger than a half-step master, but he has not yet reached the standard of a great master.

For a brief moment, Gao Zhuo suddenly restrained his aura, and after exhaling a long breath, his face turned slightly pale.

"Phew, no, no, this is almost reaching the limit. If you let me hold on for a while longer, I'm afraid I will lose control and enter the state of full corpse transformation. If I really go in, I will be in big trouble."

He can transfer part of the power of the corpse to himself. The more he transfers, the stronger the process of corpse transformation. In the last script world, the mysterious foreign zombie, plus the half-step corpse Xu Tong gave him Grandmaster, greatly improved his abilities.

But it also caused his corpse transformation technique to reach a certain bottleneck. Gao Zhuo had a strong premonition that he would face two choices next.

The first one is to stay like this, using the power of corpses to the greatest extent, plus the zombies you have cultivated, and choose to become a player similar to the summoning route.

The latter is to be determined to break through this step. However, he himself cannot guarantee what it will be like after the breakthrough, but what is certain is that after the breakthrough, he may no longer be called a human being.

He told Xu Tong his worries and choices.

He hoped that Xu Tong could give him some advice, but to his disappointment, Xu Tong simply ignored the issue.

Because this is originally a scoring question.

Think about the certified player last time who was able to decompose his own body and transfer all damage to his body, even toxins. Can such a person still be called a human? ?

Even if he is himself, with his dark physique, can he still be called a human being?

What Xu Tong can be sure of is that there must be one of the standards for certified players, with three words written on it [non-human]

So the answer is already obvious, as long as they are a player, non-humanity is a process they must go through.

Perhaps one day, they can return to their true nature, but that is just to make themselves look like one person.

Gao Zhuo knew these truths very well, he was just still struggling.

Well... to put it bluntly, this is hypocrisy.

Although I am a qualified doctor, I am by no means a psychiatrist and cannot cure this thing.

"Stop talking nonsense. You haven't stayed here long enough. Get ready and come back with me."

Gao Zhuo's strength has greatly increased, and he can serve as his... helper.

"Okay! You can get whatever you want in this place. There are just a few chickens. I almost vomited after eating them."

"By the way, how are you studying the corpse in the box?"

The corpse Xu Tong mentioned was the corpse escorted by the group of bodyguards when he came back from Lianshan. It could speak and even had independent thinking, but it was not a zombie.

"Well, I'm just about to have a chat with you. This corpse is very interesting. I can't explain it clearly in a sentence or two. I'll tell you slowly on our way back."

While the two were talking, Gao Zhuo had already packed up his things. The snow outside happened to stop and he walked out to take a look.

Some children had begun running out of their homes and playing in the snow on the streets of the village.

Looking around, you can see a vast expanse of white, mist in the distance, and smoke rising from every chimney. This harmonious picture may no longer be seen in reality.

"Huh!"

At this time, Xu Tong pricked up his ears and looked toward the west outside the village.

"That's... the sound of a train??"

Gao Zhuo obviously noticed the sound in the distance, but there seemed to be no train nearby? ?

It is said that foreigners built a steam train station in Tianjin, but the tracks have not yet had time to extend to the capital, but the sound of the train is indeed getting closer.

"Woo..."

A giant steel beast with billowing steam appeared in their sight.

"Monster!!" the villagers screamed and fled in all directions.

The giant steel beast was billowing white smoke and making a sound of movement, completely ignoring the snowy and slippery ground along the way.

The huge wheels dug two deep trenches into the ground.

"Is this a train or a tank? It's so exaggerated!"

Gao Zhuo stared at the giant steel beast approaching in front of him with wide eyes, even though he knew that the use of steam engines by foreigners in this era had reached a level beyond reality.

But when he saw such a huge steel beast for the first time, Gao Zhuo couldn't help being surprised.

The giant beast slowly stopped in front of the village.

Pfft~~

A stream of warm water vapor gushes out from the fumaroles on both sides, blowing the surrounding snowflakes into bits of icy water mist, and even the snow on the ground melts.

Click, click, click...

The heavy metal door slowly opened.

Under the thick steam, a woman stepped out of the steam car first.

Blonde hair and a body as strong as a bear, enough to put muscular tough guys like Schwarzenegger to shame

This couldn't help but remind Xu Tong of Zarya's appearance in a certain game in real life.

But compared to the woman's tall and majestic figure, Xu Tong and Gao Zhuo focused more on the metal gloves raised on the woman's arms.

"Kakakaka...squeak..."

The black gears are rotating rapidly on it, and a delicate silver cross gyroscope can be seen on the back of the glove, which is always rotating rapidly.

Such an alternative punk machine style is really eye-opening.

When the woman saw Xu Tong and Gao Zhuo staring at her intently, she raised her head proudly and raised the corners of her mouth with a bit of disdain.

In her eyes, she could crush these two skinny yellow-skinned monkeys to death with just one finger.

But today's protagonist is obviously not her, so Chana naturally stands aside, waiting for the protagonist to appear.

What is unexpected is that the person who walked out of the steam car was a white-haired old man. The old man was covered in a dark red priest's robe. A sapphire as big as a cat's eye on the silver cross reflected a kind of magic. Strange colored light.

The old man got out of the car and looked at Xu Tong and Gao Zhuo with his blue eyes, making both of them feel a strong sense of oppression at the same time.

It was obvious that this old man's strength was also unfathomable.

However, while the two were surprised, the old man also had a strange look in his eyes. It seemed that few people could look him directly in the eyes like this.

What made him even more curious was why he felt a trace of familiarity on that short and thin man.

"Hello, mysterious Eastern nobles, please allow me to make a brief introduction. As the bishop of the Holy See Illumination Propagation Society, Anritat, I am very happy to meet you two in this place."

The old priest spoke loose Chinese and introduced himself to Xu Tong.

Why are you so polite? It's not because of the clothes Xu Tong wears. As the only son of Ma Qi and a famous dandy in the capital, Xu Tong's clothes are made of fine silk, with gold rims on the cuffs and even boots. Inlaid with jade buttons.

As an old priest who knew China very well, Anlitate knew very well that in the strict rules of the Datong Dynasty, those who could wear such clothes were definitely nobles.

The nobles were precisely the main targets of his preaching.

As an excellent evangelist, Anlitat has prepared a set of irresistible words and an exquisite gift. I believe it must be a great surprise for these barbaric yellow-skinned monkeys. You will be happy to submit to God’s guidance.

However, just when Anlitate was about to speak, Xu Tong had already stepped forward, elegantly put his hands flat on his chest, bowed slightly, and spoke to him in fluent English.

"Welcome, Lord Bishop. Under the guidance of God, I have been waiting for you here for a long time. Your arrival has added a new flavor to this place."

"Oh, what does it smell like??"

Anritat was surprised that the other party could speak his native language fluently, and his standard gentlemanly etiquette was perfect. If it weren't for his skin color and hair, he even had the illusion that he was back in London.

Xu Tong lowered his head and stared directly at the ring on Anlitat's finger that shone with the divine aura. He quickly covered up the greed flowing from his eyes: "That is naturally the smell of God."