The Game of Demon Hunter

Along the way, Xu Yichen began to pay more attention to this plague called 'cancer of eternal life', especially after the ugly bell rang.

Those undead, as if awakened from hibernation, clearly became rational, but fully accepted the fact that they were undead.

But although these undead recovered their previous memory and reason, they were mortals when they were alive, and they were still mortals after death.

When the witcher can hide his body, for these undead, his existence is like an invisible god of death.

Xu Yichen walked all the way, leaving behind corpses along the way.

But from the conversations between these undead, he found that these undead are like natural ogre monsters. Although they can still greet their neighbors, their tone reveals a strange madness, and the words cannot be separated from each other. The subject of cannibalism.

They are not demons born in chaos. They are still the souls of mortals in the bodies of the undead. Xu Yichen does not believe that there are any creatures of chaos who understand the trivialities of human life so well.

What kind of plague can not only corrupt the human body, but also twist the human soul overnight?

Compared with such means, Umbrella Company is like a street vendor selling rat poison.

As Yang Yuefan said, they really just learned some superficial knowledge.

Xu Yichen didn't know how long the change caused by the bell would last. In order not to waste time, he chopped off his limbs and captured a single undead alive.

With reason, there is weakness, and with weakness, Xu Yichen can pry useful information out of his mouth.

But this time, Xu Yichen failed.

The special induction among the undead made the undead in the surrounding streets perceive Xu Yichen's location in an instant, and rushed over continuously, surrounding the wooden house where he and the captives were staying.

Unlike the idiots who only knew how to slap walls and doors last time, these undead with wisdom found various tools to break open doors and windows.

It's a pity that even if Xu Yichen reached out and bit these undead, they couldn't really hurt his body.

The witcher used his long sword to criss-cross the room, corpses kept piling up, and even the opened door was blocked, but the undead still refused to give up.

The desire for the fresh meat of the living made these undead keep dragging away the corpses of the dead, continuing to charge and making futile efforts.

"Do you still remember your name?" Xu Yichen interrogated his captive while dealing with the undead who came in through the door and window: "Where do you live, who is there at home?"

"Meat!" The male undead man who had lost his limbs was trapped on a chair with a rope by the witcher, and he still refused to give up, staring at him with his own eyes, and licking him with a blood-red tongue. Lips, the saliva that keeps overflowing has been dripping on the floor: "Give me meat!"

"Answer my question, and you will get the meat." Xu Yichen glanced at the shaking wall, and a few clever undead found hammers from nowhere, and began to chisel the wall outside.

"I want meat!" the man roared, his ferocious expression distorted the original human face to the limit, a pair of cloudy eyes almost stared out of their sockets, traces of blood appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his tongue kept protruding forward, Want to be closer to witcher.

"Answer my question!" Xu Yichen used [Elegant Ripper] to cut off a piece of flesh and blood from his arm without changing his face: "Then this is yours!"

"Mike! Give it to me, give it to me quickly! My name is Mike!" Xu Yichen watched with satisfaction as the undead man accepted his deal, moved the piece of meat in his hand closer to the opponent, and at the same time carefully prevented his own blood from dripping on the opponent's face. physically.

He didn't want to harvest a pile of charred trash.

"I live, I live on Iron Ore Street, No. 45!" The undead man's words paused for a moment, but then he was re-attracted by the human flesh in front of him: "I have a wife, And two more kids!"

"Where are they?" Xu Yichen pierced an undead crawling in from under the pile of corpses with a sword, and took the opponent before he could speak: "Did you also like to eat human flesh before?"

"They? They? They..." Undead Mike kept repeating a word, and then suddenly shouted: "Meat, fresh meat!"

"Since when did you like to eat meat?" Xu Yichen held his flesh and blood away a little: "Answer me, otherwise I will give the meat to others."

"Meat! Mike, Mike can't remember, Mike just wants to eat meat!" A tear flowed from the corner of the undead man's eyes, repeating like a repeater: "Mike can't remember, Mike just wants to eat meat."

Strong self-loathing will make the offender use the third person to address himself, thereby alleviating his sense of self-blame. This is a simple psychological analysis that Xu Yichen has learned in class.

The witcher sighed, lost interest in continuing the interrogation, and threw his own flesh and blood to the undead man named Mike.

The other party was like a dog, chasing the track of the piece of meat with his only movable neck. Xu Yichen didn't know if he was wrong, but he always felt that the other party's neck was a little longer than before.

"Meat!" Mike received the demon hunter's flesh as he wished, and then burned from his mouth in an instant, and the silver flame spread to the entire body in an instant.

"Meat, Mike can't remember, Mike just wants to eat meat." The undead Mike showed a grateful smile in the flames, and the semi-melted vitreous body flowed out along the eye sockets.

Like crying, crying.

Xu Yichen threw Mike's burning body into the pile of corpses at the door. After touching the other corpses, the silver flame quickly clung to them.

The small wooden house quickly became a sea of ​​flames. The moment the undead outside the wall pushed against the wall, silver flames spread outside the wooden house like the wings of a phoenix.

Xu Yichen walked out of the wooden house following the writhing undead who was covered in flames: "Don't open the door at the scene of a fire without fire training."

Now that he wanted to find out the location of the Steel Walker camp, he had better meet his compatriot and talk about the plague.

Perhaps, the other party has more clues about how to solve this plague.

Xu Yichen hid his aura again, and followed a few undead. Although there were road signs on every street in Storm's End, the Steelwalker Infantry Battalion was a military building and would not be directly marked.

At this moment, a faint cry reached the witcher's ears, survivor?

PS: Thanks to the book friend @她狂烧君 for the reward