Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse

In the banquet hall, the music was melodious.

Everyone toasted and talked, and the whole room was full of laughter.

Bang~!

Suddenly, the door of the banquet hall was pushed open forcefully.

A man wearing leather armor and a sailor scarf strode in.

The skin was shriveled, the lips were shrunken, and there were bloody footprints under his feet.

The joyous sounds suddenly stopped.

Everyone looked at the carrion that suddenly rushed in in disbelief.

Ta tap tap~!

More corpses wearing different clothes rushed in, pushing and shoving.

He looked at the other people in the hall.

Act immediately and attack like a wild beast.

"It's rotten corpses, kill them!" someone shouted.

The guard was the first to react.

Draw out your weapon and quickly face the carrion at the front.

The long sword swept across, and the head of the rotting corpse fell and rolled to the side.

Before he could be happy, the body began to quickly form pustules as big as the mouth of a bowl.

Bang bang bang~!

The pustule exploded, and colorful spiders continued to pounce on the surrounding creatures in the juice.

Everyone slashed at the spider with their swords again.

Spider dies.

Bang bang bang~!

The body continued to explode, and thick poisonous mist rose up, quickly filling the entire hall.

…

"It's rotten corpses, all come closer to me, let's fight out together." Someone shouted loudly, leading the people around him to form a simple formation and began to rush out.

The surroundings here are closed, and the poisonous gas keeps rising. If you stay here, you will die sooner or later.

Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding~!

During the fierce fight, corpses kept falling down, and more spiders sprang out, continuing to kill others.

The people who fought back, while fighting the rotting corpses, also kept grabbing at the spiders climbing on their bodies.

In a hurry.

Spiders are highly venomous.

After the sharp teeth tore open the skin, there were large bruises and ulcers, as well as unbearable pain.

Being disturbed by spiders disrupted the rhythm of the battle.

Many people were thrown to the ground by the rotting corpses behind them, and were torn and chopped randomly.

The few people who planned to lead the team to rush out directly retreated after half of the bodies were left behind.

He covered his mouth and nose with a wet rag and leaned against the corner to continue his defense.

"Damn it, Malik, have you provoked the senior necromancer? Please apologize. It will be very troublesome if we continue fighting like this."

Some dignitaries attending the banquet shouted loudly.

And Malik, who was hosting the banquet, was clenching his teeth and cutting off the rotten rolls of flesh on his body. He also shouted: "How do I know the Necromancer? I have never offended him. You have offended me and brought me here!"

"Damn it, I shouldn't have come to join this piece of shit like you."

"Mr. Master, is there any misunderstanding here? Please suspend the attack. We can give you generous compensation."

"Yes, if you have a conflict with anyone, we can sit down and talk about it."

"I apologize to you on Malik's behalf..."

Gululu~!

While he was talking, two round objects rolled down from the gap in the defensive circle to his feet.

The tab came off and fell aside.

Everyone frowned before anyone bent down to pick it up.

Bang bang~!

Two loud blasts sounded, the grenade exploded, and several defenders were instantly blown away. Blood and severed limbs were splashed all over the surrounding walls.

In an instant, there were not many living people left.

The remaining people had no fighting spirit and held their heads in their hands, begging for mercy.

And when the rotten corpses were also killed in large pieces by grenades.

Malik saw the right moment and quickly ran towards the door from one side.

The thin sword in his hand was swung out, and several rotting corpse heads immediately fell to the ground.

The body, on the other hand, flexibly ran into the corridor.

…

His vision returned and he took two deep breaths.

Malik stood at one end of the corridor, looking at the three figures opposite.

Two tall figures, one tall and tall, a young black-haired young man wearing dark deputy deacon leather armor and holding a bone staff.

Archdeacon of the Association….

Black hair... black eyes!

Malik's heart skipped a beat, and his face became even darker.

"Mr. Deputy Deacon of the Association, I would like to ask what is going on?" Malik took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and asked.

"Mr. Malik doesn't know me? He mentioned me many times at the banquet just now. If you kill me now, you can save a lot of money." Wu Heng said with a smile.

Malik's face turned cold, and he suddenly threw the sword forward.

Like an arrow leaving the string, it carries a whistling sound that breaks through the sky.

The body followed closely, turned into a shadow, and quickly approached the three people. On the way, he reached out and took out two short blades and held them in his hands.

Whoosh~!

The thrown sword was dodged by the three of them and nailed to the wooden wall behind.

Marik approached quickly, his dagger thrusting straight into the gap between Skullbreaker's breastplate and helmet.

Bang~!

However, Skull Crusher's movements are simpler and neater.

He leaned back and kicked Malik in the abdomen.

After a dull crash.

‘Malik’, who was wearing a formal dress, flew backwards and vomited out a mouthful of blood.

He raised his head again, and faced several gray-white rays hitting his body.

Physical strength began to decline rapidly, and Qi and blood declined.

The wound that had gradually recovered after taking the medicine just now began to fester again.

His own condition declined rapidly.

Malik quickly stood up, took out two rolling thunders from his hand, and threw them directly forward.

Halfway through the roll, he was kicked back by Skullbreaker.

Bang bang bang~!

Rolling thunder exploded and smoke filled the air instantly.

Malik's figure turned directly into a ball of black mist, blended into the smoke, and floated towards the door of the corridor.

Huhuhu~!

Skull Crusher and Blood Ax, armed with weapons, began to chase the black smoke.

Wu Heng also took out a submachine gun from the space ring and started pouring bullets into the black fog above his head.

The bullets were fired densely, dissipating the fog and condensing it.

Moving slower and slower.

Malik let out a scream of pain, transformed back into his human form, and fell to the ground.

Broken Skull stepped forward and stepped on his chest.

The war hammer kept falling straight down, breaking his limbs.

Malik wailed in pain, revealing his sharp fangs and trying to bite the ankle that was stepping on his chest.

Touch~!

There was a muffled sound.

Skullbreaker kicked him in the face, causing an eyeball to explode and sharp teeth to fly everywhere.

Malik wailed loudly and shouted: "Wu Heng, you can't kill me. I'm not on the association's wanted list. If you kill me, you will be in big trouble. You are the deputy deacon, and you must abide by the association's procedures and rules. "

Even though he was vomiting blood, he still kept roaring.

He didn't know what was wrong.

Why did Wu Heng show up at Treasure Island in advance, and why did he know the plan and go directly to this place to kill him.

But he really regretted it.

If I had known earlier, I would have stayed away from here.

Stay away from him.

Malik has the status at this time and knows how to circumvent the rules that are unfavorable to him.

As he said, according to the rules of the association.

Wu Heng had no reason to kill him.

Even if he knew that Malik was planning to kill him, he still had to abide by the rules of the association.

Wu Heng looked at him and the bloody smell emanating from his body.

He said flatly: "Talking this to the Necromancer, what do you think?"

Under Malik's horrified gaze, Wu Heng waved his hand.

Blood Ax cut off his head with one strike of the axe.

…

Squeak~!

At this time, the double doors of the banquet hall opened again.

A woman with colorful makeup wearing a dark dress, revealing two slender thighs, stumbled out with blood all over her body.

The poisonous fog in the hall behind him has dispersed a lot, and no living person can be seen.

The woman supported the wall and cursed: "Malik, are you a man? You left your woman behind and ran away first."

Gululu~!

At this time, Malik's head rolled to his feet.

The woman's pupils shrank suddenly, and when she raised her head, she saw three figures standing not far away.

Immediately shouted, "Don't kill me, I'm not a threat to you, I can serve you, I'm very comfortable."