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Accompanied by the sour bone rubbing sound, William's head and neck were twisted 180 degrees, his entire body stiffened for a while, and then fell silently to the ground.

The ghost Maggie slowly looked away, unable to bear to see this desolate scene, and the little hostility in her heart had completely dissipated. Even though this man indirectly caused Lausanne's death, he was still an admirable warrior.

The surrounding terrifying knights did the same and wanted to look away, but they were limited by the suppression of the corpse king and could not turn their eyes away at all. The knights kneeling at the front could even vaguely see that William was gradually losing his sight. Gorgeous eyes.

The tightly pursed thin lips, although well groomed, still can see the thin and sparse stubble, this is clearly the face of a young man, I am afraid that he has just gotten rid of the title of "child". how long.

As the most elite knights under King Frank I, even when he was still alive, the average age of these people was already over thirty years old, and this face looked only about sixteen or seventeen years old, at most no more than 30 years old. Twenty years old, he was too young compared to his own people, but he didn't expect to fall here early.

It seems that the sky is also drawing down the curtains on this young man who died young. Even though his life was taken away in such a brutal and cruel way, there was not much pain on his face, and there was even a trace of fulfillment. joy.

And there was not a trace of resentment in those eyes staring at the sky indifferently. In the last eyes of his life, he could not see any hatred and pain, only a touch of regret and unwillingness.

This look... so familiar...

It seemed that some old memories had been awakened, and Maggie couldn't help but murmured.

"Father……"

Although the age is different and the faces are different, the eyes of this man are exactly the same as the eyes of his father when he greeted death.

Their eyes have no fear of death at all, they have long been filled with some unspeakable things, even life and death, can't be compared with them.

The terrifying knight leaning on the front slowly lowered his head and slammed his fine-iron helmet on the ground.

It seemed like a third-rate symphony began, and the unpleasant sound of iron and stone crashed one after another. Now that the body can't move freely, this is the only way they can express their respect.

"boring."

The Lord of Corpse stretched out his foot and kicked William's face, leaving a gray shoe print on it.

"You humans are really quite boring creatures. You are already dead, yet you are still bound by those rules before you were alive. Chivalry? Haha."

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"Stop!"

A sharp scream came from behind, and the corpse king turned his head in surprise.

I don't know why, Maggie in the ghost state was a little out of control, as if she was stimulated by something, her eyes were fixed on William's face, and she shouted hysterically:

"Take off your feet! Get me away from those eyes!"

The little boy smiled indifferently, and took back the shoe that was about to be stepped on the bridge of William's nose.

"Maggie, you should learn to communicate with me in a new way."

He turned around and smiled and said:

"I don't care about the superiority and inferiority created by you humans, and it doesn't matter whether it is offensive or not. But unfortunately, not everyone is as transparent as me, and if I can't keep them in awe, I will welcome them. There are endless troubles, so I have to learn to maintain my dignity.

If you are still a Tier 5 [Terrorist Commander], even if you scold me face to face, it will only be a small punishment at most. Even if you become a Tier 3 [Terrorist Knight Commander], I am not willing to kill you directly. .

But now you have been taken away from your soul and become a ghost with nowhere to attach, your value is no longer enough to enjoy such treatment, so..."

The corpse king flashed like a ghost, and instantly appeared beside Maggie, holding her neck with one hand.

"According to the royal way I learned from [Queen of Dead Plague], you can say a few last words before dying as a reward for my five hundred years of chores."

"I have nothing to say to you..."

The intermittent mental fluctuations came, and Maggie's eyes crossed the top of the head of the corpse king, still patrolling back and forth on William's face, as if she wanted to carve that look into her soul.

"What are you looking at?"

After seeing Maggie's reaction, the corpse Lord let go a little, and said curiously:

"According to what I know about you, you should be yelling at me now, or cursing me hysterically, but you are always stupid and irritable, why are you so calm this time? Is there anything worth caring about on that man's face? "

"Ah……"

Maggie glanced at Lord Corpse with contempt, her delicate face full of disdain.

I always knew that I was a bad-tempered fool, but although I was irritable and reckless, I was a person after all!

"Don't ask! A monster like you born from a corpse has no soul of its own. Even if I tell you, you won't understand it! Human belief is something you will never understand!"

"Oh...it's faith again..."

Thinking back to William's words before his death, the corpse prince nodded in understanding, and then his entire face suddenly lost its human form and turned into something like dough.

He released Maggie's soul and kneaded it twice with both hands. The dough-like face turned into a delicate female face, and the child-like figure slowly grew, and the whole person became There was a girl who looked exactly like Maggie.

In Maggie's speechless eyes, the corpse Lord said in a clear and authentic voice:

"Among the thirty-two thousand seven hundred and sixty-eight corpses that make up me, her appearance is the most similar to you before her death. Although half of her soul has been digested by me, the remaining half is still there. Yes, I should be able to barely understand part of it.

If you tell her what is the belief of human beings~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to satisfy my curiosity, I can fulfill your not excessive wish first, and then kill you. What do you think of this deal? "

"..."

The female ghost looked at that face with disgust, and said with some disgust, "Can you stop talking to me like this? I don't want to see my face growing on you!"

Lord Corpse nodded, his face calm and authentic:

"Is this your wish? Well then..."

The face of "Maggie" changed for a while, and finally changed to the face of an old dwarf with a nose of wine lees.

"I have fulfilled your wish, now it's your turn to answer my question, what is the belief of mankind?"

"..."

Damn it...you can't be an undead well as an undead, be a philosopher of your horse!

In the distance, William looked up at the night sky blankly, and in his heart he cursed these two **** a thousand times.

After being "killed" by the corpse king, he took the initiative to cut off all connections with Maggie, suppressed all physiological reactions to a minimum, and then mobilized the force of death in his body to spread the whole body, creating the illusion that he had been killed. .

In the end, Maggie seemed to have found something wrong, and kept staring at her eyes, and even kept looking at her face, which made her heart pound.

My neck is so twisted, you still suspect that I am not dead? Is there something wrong with your brain?