Chapter 183 The Third Corpse King, Sudden

"Okay, we'll be ready at any time."

The captain was very excited.

Just let Planting Flower come to support.

As for the specific time, no one dared to be sure.

At this moment, the three people on the helicopter were all nervous.

Just as the three were waiting.

The corpse kings who had been quiet for a long time took action.

In addition to the two who died in Planting Flower, there are still five corpse kings on Blue Star.

One of them is in the United States, and the other two are missing.

The last two are making trouble at Asan's house.

The cause of the incident was naturally because of the death god standing behind them.

Planting Flower's territory really can't cause trouble.

There are a total of seven corpse kings, two of whom have died. If they continue to die, the death god will really have no power to use on Blue Star.

Asan's territory is large enough, there are many zombies, and although it is a bit close to Planting Flower, it is not in the defense circle of Planting Flower, so he can do things with peace of mind.

"Old Third, we have found a lot of places, and the upper level has been urging us. Is it time to act?"

In a manor.

A corpse king who looked like a human sat on a soft sofa, holding a red wine glass in his hand.

The wine glass was not filled with red wine, but scarlet blood.

Looking at this scene, he seemed like a vampire.

However, except that he could not fly and could not transform, there was really no difference between a corpse king and a vampire.

"You want to die, but I want to live." The corpse king called the third brother also sat on the sofa, but he did not drink anything.

"You have a good brain, what do you think? We just control those space cracks, but we don't take out the things inside, why?"

"What do you want to take it out for? Do you really want the upper to come?" The third brother asked back.

"That's not the case. We are living a good life now. If the people above come, our good days will probably be over."

"Old Four, you can see it very clearly. If they want that kind of thing, it must be very useful. To put it bluntly, we are cannon fodder planted by the upper level, but as long as they don't come, we are the king here."

"But, what should we do if the upper level really blames us?" Old Four was still very worried.

The will of the God of Death, now they can already fight one or two.

But if they really go against the God of Death, Old Four is afraid that he will die miserably.

Not to mention anything else, if they can create you, then they must have a way to kill you.

If you really make them unhappy, you will die.

"Don't worry, he doesn't have much power to use. It's not that we haven't done anything, we are just a little slower." Old Three is very confident.

"Really?"

At this moment, a voice from somewhere resounded throughout the room.

Hearing this voice, the two corpse kings stood up instantly and stood very straight.

"My God, I, I..." The third brother turned into a zombie and couldn't sweat.

Otherwise, his diaper might have been wet by now.

"Hmph!"

The death god who was somewhere snorted coldly.

Then the third brother's body began to disintegrate.

Inch by inch, the flesh and blood separated from the third brother's body.

The panic was born in the minds of the third and fourth brothers.

The fourth brother was scared to death.

They became zombie kings. As long as they were not killed, they would be almost immortal, and they would be free from disease and disaster.

And now, the third brother, who was as powerful as him, turned into this ghost in front of him.

No, not a ghost, but a skeleton.

In less than twenty seconds, all the parts of the third brother's body were cut into pieces of meat of the same size, and the only thing left was a complete skeleton and a beating heart.

"God, I was wrong, I know I was wrong, please forgive me this time." The third brother shouted frantically.

Although he could no longer make a sound, he was still shouting.

He knew that the death god could feel his will.

Unfortunately, the god of death had no intention of giving the third brother a chance.

In front of the fourth brother, the third brother's skeleton collapsed and turned into bone powder on the ground.

The gray bone powder fell on the flesh all over the ground.

The red, white, and messy things were surprisingly consistent with the fourth brother's messy mood.

The fourth brother could feel that the god of death had his eyes on him.

The next moment, he would become what the third brother is now, right? ?

"Don't be afraid, you are still useful. Eat this heart and complete the task I gave you. If you dare to continue to procrastinate, this will be your fate." The god of death spoke, and the heart floating in the air floated in front of the fourth brother.

The fourth brother swallowed a mouthful of non-existent saliva.

"Don't worry, God, I will definitely complete the task you assigned."

"Go and do things."

The voice dissipated, and the heart floating in the air lost its support and fell to the ground.

The fourth brother reached out and caught the heart.

This is the essence of the third brother's strength.

After swallowing this heart, the fourth brother dare not say that he can inherit all of the third brother's power, but at least he can inherit more than half.

The next moment, the fourth brother swallowed the third brother's heart into his stomach without any hesitation.

Rich blood filled the air.

The strength of the corpse king, the fourth brother, rose rapidly.

Attributes were improved, levels were improved, and even skills and magical powers were improved.

He received a more powerful blessing, and his own defense power increased from twenty times to thirty times.

The rise in strength gave the corpse king, the fourth brother, an illusion.

He felt that with his own strength, there might not be any problem if he planted flowers for a while.

Fortunately, the minced meat of the third child was right in front of the fourth child. The corpse king and the fourth child knew what should be done and what should not be done.

Afterwards, the Fourth Corpse King left the room and appeared in the open space in front of the manor.

"Bring the people up." Corpse King Laosi commanded.

Immediately there were zombies who were enlightened and started to do things.

Not long after, more than twenty Ah Sans were brought to the open space.

They were the original owners who lived in this manor.

However, these original local nobles have now become blood slaves.

"I'll tell you something. If you do it well, you won't have to be a blood slave in the future. If you don't do it well, death will be a luxury for you."

The Fourth Corpse King spoke.

A group of shivering people hugging each other for warmth suddenly raised their heads.

"I do."

"I do it too."

"We all do it."

Who wants to be a blood slave if he can live and live well?

They were bled every day.

Everyone in this group of people looked disheveled, and both men and women had long and deep scars on their wrists.

"Very well, let's go."

The Fourth Corpse King waved his hand.

A large number of intelligent zombies followed Lao Si, and at the same time, there were also zombies pressing down on this group of lamb-like people.

There is a space crack near the manor, which is the destination of the Corpse King Lao Si.

Zombies cannot enter the space cracks, but these blood slaves can.