Chapter 1256 The Cursed Undead Evertonz (2nd Update!)

Chapter 1256 The Cursed Undead - Evertonz (2nd update!)

At the same time, in a corner of the multiverse

Pain...

Heart-piercing pain...

Evetonz dragged his dying body and staggered on the barren land.

The storm with rough gravel scraped across his scarred chest, bringing bursts of knife-like pain.

Invisibly, it was as if something was cutting off his flesh bit by bit.

In ancient times, there was probably some crystal white frost in the sand of the ocean, bringing a more scorching experience.

The light from the distant star above his head seemed to be getting very close at this time point.

In this desert, not many creatures dared to face such a light.

They often chose a more compromised way to seek living space in this scorching hell.

But Evertonz ignored this suffering.

Under the scorching sun, his body was already in a state of severe dehydration.

Maybe in the next moment, he will fall completely in this desert.

Until the blazing light becomes dim, and coldness dominates the world.

And at that time, Evertonz's body will become a delicious meal for a lucky person...

Not every creature is willing to be forced to receive this blessing.

More beings, in various cold corners, pay close attention to this ignorant stranger in different forms.

They are not necessarily vultures that are keen on carrion.

But the hot yellow sand will ruthlessly deprive most of their lives.

Therefore, such prey is rare in many cases...

Finally, Evertonz staggered and could no longer hold on.

He fell heavily to the ground, and his sun-dried face was embedded in the multiple hot yellow sands in a not-so-gentle way.

Ah, pain...

Evertonz's soul was wailing.

The cold death came as expected...

But when the final fate of all things was about to fall on him fairly.

A certain dark power suddenly erupted, and Evertonz opened his eyes again from the hot yellow sand...

Death rejected him again...

This may be a curse...

Evetonz's turbid eyes passed through the hot soil in front of him in a trance.

The bizarre legend of the desert seemed to appear in front of him in another form.

He saw his brothers again...

But, unlike him:

They welcomed a peaceful death.

And he had to bear this endless curse...

Sometimes, the only one who survived does not necessarily mean good luck.

Evetonz staggered to his feet.

The blazing light always enveloped him.

The broken body that had been traced back from the cold death countless times began to slowly set sail again.

Evetonz heard that in the depths of this desert, there was a group of evil believers who tried to touch the void.

They might be able to bring him a death as expected.

Evetonz hoped so.

If not...

Then there is no need for them to exist...

And at this moment, Evertonz suddenly found something blocking him.

Evertonz lowered his head, not even bothering to look.

He tried to bypass the other party, but found that the shadow moved with it.

So, Evertonz opened his arms and exposed his chest:

"Eat it, it will be a little salty..."

Evertonz said hoarsely.

However, the other party did not continue to move.

Then, a strange cold voice sounded:

"I have heard your story, the cursed undead-Evertonz..."

The voice was so evil that it seemed that the light of the stars above his head had become much more obscure.

Evertonz raised his head slightly after hearing the words.

His turbid eyes stared at the strange existence in front of him.

The other party was shrouded in shadows, and Evertonz could only barely see that the other party was probably a humanoid creature.

And in the boundless darkness, a pair of scarlet vertical pupils proved its inhumanity.

"Do you want to seek death?"

"Maybe, I can give you an answer..."

The other party said so.

And the next moment, Evetonz, who was originally as slow as a dying man, suddenly disappeared from the spot!

The wind was whistling, and the rolling yellow sand proved the broken body that had been trampled on it.

And above the shadow, a broken and withered face suddenly appeared:

"You said it, then you'd better have it!"

Evetonz stared at the shadow in front of him.

Those shadows were like bloodthirsty maggots, and they bit Evetonz directly under the stimulation.

The next moment, Evetonz's originally broken face instantly had countless bloody holes.

But soon, the disappeared flesh and blood were spit out by the shadow at a faster speed.

It was as if it was a taboo thing that could not be touched.

"Of course, I came with sincerity."

The existence in the shadow retreated a little fearfully and said.

Evetonz did not force it, but stood where it was.

The face devoured by flesh and blood made Evetonz look extremely hideous at this moment.

The blood that continued to flow dripped into the hot yellow sand bit by bit.

Pain...

Deep pain...

The wounds on his face and the extremely harsh environment made Evertonz's breathing gradually become heavy.

It looked like he was going to die here again.

But the being in the shadow saw this and moved away calmly.

It knew what it was facing.

But if it succeeded this time...

All the dangers and taboos involved would be insignificant.

"Have you heard of... the ancient legend about the void?"

Under the gaze of Evertonz, the being in the shadow slowly said a name full of taboo words.

"Use you as a sacrifice, and I will try to summon that ancient being."

"If successful, as a sacrifice, you will get the death you desire."

The being in the shadow said so.

"It is indeed... powerful enough, but not enough to take me away..."

After hearing this, Evertonz pondered for a long time, and then he said with a heavy breath.

"Yes, but what if it comes with it..."

"You know - nothing is eternal, and neither are you..."

"And the things that are called 'eternal' are not as long-lasting as they expect."

The existence in the shadow said in a rather obscure form.

Evertonz knew that the other party was trying to circumvent the perception of a certain existence.

But is this really useful?

Evertonz suddenly smelled a damp smell - the unique breath of the cold ocean of death...

"You are right..."

Evertonz nodded stiffly.

But not so right:

Because, He heard it...

And on the other side of the multiverse

Yi Xia's eyes, surrounded by endless flames, looked at the new weak malice.

That was the weak malice that should not have attracted him.

But it was like the float that suddenly became volatile.

Although small, under the invisible line called "fate", a deep and huge shadow loomed...

Overcome pain and transcend the mundane!

——From the bald head