Necromancer Doomsday Walk

120 Surrender if you don’t want to die

In a daze, Garul seemed to recall once again that a long time ago, when he was still very weak, he had felt the approaching death many times. The breath of death was filling the air and gradually seeping into his body.

His soul seemed to be frozen.

Fighting, fighting again and again, fighting, fighting constantly, wandering on the edge of life and death, and then becoming stronger, gradually, as it becomes stronger and stronger, the number of times it feels that death is approaching becomes less and less, until

Later, it became the top ten lords of the Ice Hell, and was ranked within the top three among the ten lords. Even the top lord did not have the ability to kill Garul head-on.

So, up to now, it has been several thousand years, and Garul has never felt the approach of death or smelled the breath of death.

It has always brought death to others.

Now, finally, once again, Garul felt the smell of death so clearly, lingering all over his body, and the scythe of the god of death was placed on his neck.

Suddenly, an unprecedented panic quietly filled Garul's heart.

This kind of panic is unprecedented and has never appeared before, but it makes Garul so disgusted. But at the same time, it is like a maggot in the tarsus that cannot be removed. When Garul wants to get rid of this disgust,

When I felt panic, I felt that the panic seemed to become clearer.

It was hard to admit that he didn't want to admit it, but Garul knew that he was scared, yes, he was scared.

Fear of death.

When it was very weak a long time ago, it kept fighting for strength, wandering on the edge of life and death again and again. The excitement made it extremely excited, and it never felt afraid or felt anything.

panic.

Since when did I become stronger and no one could really threaten me, I no longer felt that kind of danger and was wandering on the edge of life and death.

Since when did he forget that kind of excitement and excitement? He was used to being powerful and not threatening. But at this time, he was once again facing death that he hadn't seen for a long time, but Garul was scared.

The panic of disgust and the fear that he didn't want to admit invaded Garul like a virus.

Garul's body began to tremble unconsciously, and the frost-white flames on his eyes were beating crazily. A flash of panic flashed in his eyes, as if he wanted to get rid of this panic and fear, but was powerless.

"You all, please step aside." Tang Fan said calmly.

Immediately, Qin Taisheng and others immediately retreated thousands of meters away, while Tang Fan himself retreated step by step until he was more than 300 meters away.

At the same time, the Clay Stone Demon slowly walked in front of Tang Fan, as if to firmly protect Tang Fan.

All these actions made Garul understand that this human being was about to take action, and once he was hit by the milky white holy light ball, that is, the holy light magic-killing bullet, he would definitely die, and he would die again.

Die in pain.

Move, move for me!

Garul tried desperately to twist his body to stand up and rush to the sky, but his seriously injured body refused to obey his orders. He only moved slightly, but was unable to get up.

"Garul, you can go with peace of mind. I have accepted your soul power. Your bones are also very good materials and can be used to make a large number of magic equipment." Tang Fan said calmly.

, but it brought extremely heavy pressure to Garul.

Immediately, the holy light magic-killing bullet above the palm slowly rose, and the incandescent light immediately spread out, like water waves.

"etc."

Just when Tang Fan raised his hand and was about to throw out the Holy Light Demon-killing Bullet, Garul suddenly spoke.

Severe gasping sounds came from Garul's mouth and nose, and thick frost-white mist kept spraying out from his nostrils, as if speaking those two words made Garul exert all his strength.

Tang Fan paused the holy light magic-killing bullet that was about to be launched, looked at Garul, and waited for Garul to continue speaking.

"Don't kill me..."

Garul said with great difficulty, his violent breathing sounded like a bellows, and a sense of shame suddenly surged into his heart.

However, it cannot face death, cannot face death, because it is afraid, and has to admit that it is afraid.

The conflict between this deep sense of shame and the desire to survive made Garul seem to fall into a kind of madness.

"Don't kill me." Now that the words had been spoken, Garul continued, as if he was out of control: "Human, as long as you don't kill me, I can promise you to give you a lot of magic equipment. I have

A lot of ***.”

"I think your *** should be in the Ice Hell. Do you have them with you?" Tang Fan asked.

"No." Garul replied. Those magic equipment and so on are all used as weapons by it. Garul can't use it himself, so naturally he won't carry it with him: "But

, as long as I regain my strength, I can take you back to the Ice Hell and let you choose my ***, which will definitely satisfy you."

"When will you regain your strength? Besides, if you take me to the Ice Hell, you can entertain me well, right?" Tang Fan sneered, emphasizing the word "entertain".

Waiting for Garul to regain his strength, it will definitely be a terrifying level 70 strength.

And Tang Fan was not sure that the speed at which he would level up would be comparable to the speed at which Garul recovered his strength. In addition, being taken to the Ice Hell was Garul's territory. Tang Fan had gone there, not just

Entering the tiger's mouth?

"Relatively speaking, I prefer the more practical ones." Tang Fan sneered: "By killing you, I can obtain your soul power, which can increase my strength. Your body is also excellent for refining magic equipment.

Material, so I decided to kill you."

With that said, Tang Fan was about to launch the Holy Light Demon-Destroying Bullet.

"Wait a minute." Garul was shocked and shouted quickly: "Human, what do you want to do before you let me go?"

"Let you go..." Tang Fan said lightly. He was silent for a moment, and then spoke again: "It's very simple. Surrender to me and you can spare your life."

Garul fell silent and did not answer immediately.

Death or surrender, these are two choices, but they are definitely not as simple as left or right.

One is life and the other is one's own dignity. Which one should you choose?

It's a very confusing question, and Garul is in this tangle at this time.