Chapter 602 Lost in the Fog

Soke rushed out of the room and saw the figures who were howling and shouting. They were like hybrids of humans and fish, with slender bodies, faces like normal humans, no shirts, and gills on their abdomens.

They were waving axes and hammers in their hands. They were crazy when attacking, and they had no idea of ​​taking prisoners, just to kill.

Most of the residents of the Cape Camp were old, weak, sick and disabled. When the evil impact came, they were powerless to resist and fled with howls.

Others were so scared that they stood still, waiting for the axe to chop them.

The arm was like a branch cut off by a sharp blade. With the crisp sound of bone breaking, the arm was thrown into the night sky, spinning and splashing hot blood.

Soke saw a disabled man hit by a pickaxe on the temple, his skull was penetrated, his bones were deformed, and his head hit the ground and bounced, completely losing all his breath.

There were corpses everywhere.

"Action, save people!"

Shouting for the undead to act quickly.

The undeads who had already reacted had already started to act without his orders, rushing into the disaster team that came from nowhere and launching a counterattack.

Sok rushed out. As a necromancer, he instinctively wanted to use magic.

The corpses on the ground were his best source of help. He shook his fingers gently and pointed at one of the corpses, but a muffled sound suddenly came from Sok's back.

He turned his head dully. It was a fish-gill bastard.

He held a hammer in his hand, with a square head and dense steel lines like scales.

The sound of hitting the body was terrible.

Sok, who was not good at close combat and rarely picked up a long sword, subconsciously shook his hand. The opponent also raised the hammer to meet his fist at the same time. At the moment of impact, Sok heard a crisp "click" sound, and the arm holding the hammer was easily twisted off like a dead firewood, and the hammer slipped out of his hand.

Sok almost instinctively waved his fist at the dull fish-gill bastard.

The fist pressed the opponent's head into the stomach, and blood plasma gushed out from the neck.

Then there was the pungent smell of incontinence. After death, people could not control their bodies, and the sphincter lost control. Soke, who had smelled this smell countless times when dealing with corpses, felt the blood boiling for the first time.

He turned his head and looked around, still fighting.

Bending down to pick up the square-headed hammer, shaking his wrist lightly to feel the weight, Soke rushed to the next fish-gill freak with it.

The hammer has a very clever use in breaking bones. At first, Soke just used brute force, but after knocking the head of the twelfth person, he mastered the force technique.

Maybe he was born to be a warrior.

The sound of "ding-clang" hit his body, his shoulder was painful, and the fishbone javelin drilled through the armor and buried in the flesh.

The huge force that came almost knocked Soke over. He looked at the distance vigilantly. A man with a narrow body, like a catfish, was looking at him.

The man grabbed another javelin in his hand, ready to go.

Sok moved quickly. He had to close the distance with the opponent, otherwise he would be seriously injured under the continuous javelin shooting, and the plot development after that would definitely not be too wonderful.

With his feet on the ground, his body jumped up lightly like an inflatable, and Sok was amazed at his speed.

But the javelin appeared on his way faster.

The hammer swung and collided with the javelin accurately. The sparks that splashed at that moment were like a red rainstorm, dyeing half of the sky red.

When he was about to land, he grabbed the square-headed hammer with both hands and smashed it with a posture raised above his head, like a human-shaped hill falling from the sky. The fish-gill freak holding the javelin was pressed against the chest by his knees and fell backwards.

The square-headed hammer was one step faster and smashed the head into the mud.

"Pah——" Juice splashed.

Sok was panting heavily, not tired, but excited, and the excited blood burned his flesh and blood.

The whistling sound of breaking through the air came again.

He rolled quickly to avoid it, and casually threw the square-headed hammer in his hand in the direction where the sound came from, completely relying on instinct.

The head in the distance exploded.

The excellent fighting instinct has long been hidden in his blood, and it was fully activated after he became a ring knight.

Another fish-gill freak approached fearlessly.

He raised his foot to kick the other party over, bent down to pick up the javelin, and stabbed the fish-gill freak who was struggling to get up with the javelin, piercing his head.

A fish-gill freak in front of him stared at a figure crawling on the ground to escape.

"Don't even think about it!"

Almost instinctively pulled out the javelin that had just pierced the corpse, with the corpse's spasm and blood, and swung it out with his wrist, accurately piercing the other party's ear.

Pierce and nail it to the ground.

A fish-gill freak was screaming.

"Poseidon!"

Since they appeared, they have only shouted "Poseidon", without any other language, but it seems that they can communicate.

The heavy axe in his hand split the way forward.

He targeted an unlucky Cape Camp soldier. The fish-gill freak used the handle of his axe to pin between his legs, easily tripping him, and raised the axe amid his desperate screams.

"Bang!" The huge foot kicked over with a dull force, and the world spun around. When the fish-gill freak reacted, his back was already on the ground.

The foot on his chest was very heavy, pressing down on his body, making him unable to move.

The fish-gill freak looked at the tall figure in the red armor. The several swords behind him emitted dazzling light, as if his spine was pierced by a cross sword.

"Ah!" The fish-gill freak screamed.

The ax who answered him was a cooked ax, because the ax was still in the hands of the gills of the gills.

Socker didn't look at the corpse on the ground. He slowly became numb, turned around and looked around, and the ground was completely covered by blood.

The land exudes a pungent smell, and the palm runs across the mud.

There are still people who are resisting.

However, the number of people who do not die is too small. Facing the sudden attack on this time, the number of deaths cannot be controlled.

And when the undead people have lost the number of people, the defeat arrives as promised.

Another fish gill with a strange fetus noticed Sok, the opponent was wrapped around the blood mist, killing a lot, and the blood mist sprayed by the hemorrhage was suspended, as if killing God.

The opponent rushed over, but was used by Sock with almost instinct -with an ax out, predicting the opponent's offensive direction, and picked the opponent's head with an ax.

The battle is fierce.

Sok tried to find the figure of the horns, but what he could see was the body, and it was difficult to divide the bunch of the enemy's corpses squeezed together.

With the bloody smell of the sea breeze, So Ke understood that he had to contact the outside world and contacted the immortal people stationed outside. He needed more reinforcements, and then saved as much as possible.

Nympho

"It's completely different?"

Linde got unexpected news.

The undead people stationed on the other side of the Cape Camp are raised. Everyone watched the live broadcast, hang up and chat. There are many busy people at night, and they have a lot of snacks.

Among them, some people were bored to watch the relevant live broadcast of the horn camp.

The mutation came quickly, and the gills of fish gills had a sneak attack on the horn camp, and a large number of massacre, but the bad thing was that the immortal people on the other side of the camp found that it was very quiet there, and no war broke out at all.

More like it does not exist in the same space.

Non -dead people began to find a way to cross the water in the front, passing the air, and went to the corner camp to see the situation.

But the facts are exactly the opposite of imagination. After they flew over, they found that there was an empty city there.

"Do you know what to know about Haixian?" Linde looked at Sira.

Shela yawned.

Because she was imprisoned for a long time on the continent without magic elements, she has developed a very terrible living habit. Eating more and sleeping is one of them. It is difficult to change the habit of survival.

"Poseidon?"

She was a little bit of spirit, and she thought.

"It seems to fall from the sky ... hey, where are you going?"

"Tu Shen."

Linde could not choose to be indifferent to knowing that foreign customers may exist.

Yan Wing Shu opened, rushing to the sky with his stupid body, the fiery red wings seemed to completely dye the clouds of the sky into fiery red.

When the sun was completely down the mountain, there seemed to be a fire in the sky.

"It seems to be Linde!" Some immortal people were studying the fire, and then found the real face of the moving "burning cloud".

Linde landed.

The flame wings quickly gathered, rolling into the body, disappearing without a trace.

Non -dead people tried to ask about the situation, but Linde's eyes immediately shifted away after looking at the opposite corner camp.

His eyes stayed on the water.

Linde did not feel wrong when he talked to Sok before, and he did not realize the problem until he came to the scene.

"Deep fog."

The strong dense fog is likely to distort the direction of the shipbuilding, which leads to the ship that should have gone to the horn camp, appearing in another place.

This possibility is also very small, because the leaders in the corner camp have not changed, and it can be seen from the response of Sok.

Therefore, the biggest possibility is that the ship not only picks up Sock and others, but also includes everyone in the corner camp, and then they go to a completely strange "horn camp".

His gaze has been on the thick fog rising on the sea, and it seems to be ready to see what exactly is among the dense fog. Maybe there is a city hidden in it, as well as the figures of Socker and others.

Linde is very familiar with "Haixian". He once had an abolition of Hong Kong Poseidon, and of course he died later.

The way to build a boat in place, and then the method of breaking into the sea on the sea may be a bit outrageous, but only when you enter the dense fog can you understand what happened in it.

Work, it is enough to give it to immortal people.

Undead began to act quickly, cutting trees and ships. Under the blessing of magic, all this is not only fast, but also excellent quality.

Others who did not die that Linde might not let them go together, so they made a ship for themselves.

At the moment, the mist was still floating on the water. The coming person did not refuse, and he was not worried that Linde and others who could only stand on the shore.

But the next moment, Linde set off with dozens of ships and went to the fog.

Just when his face was exposed to the dense fog, Linde felt a very familiar feeling, and there was an enchantment in the thick fog.

Then his gaze suddenly became clear, but after wearing a dense fog, there was a towering castle behind.

Expand the dragon of the winged sky.

"I understand now."

Linde had an extra tomahawk in his hands.

"It turned out to be an illusion."

He does not believe that someone can transfer himself to another space without being aware of it at all. It is useless to do this. At least 8 rings are needed, because the 7 rings are forests. Germany's own guess.

As if they knew what Linde thought, when they crossed the castle's door, it was a bloody battlefield that greeted them.

A large number of body components were split, and the sprayed blood was drawn out in the air.

Linde moved quickly, and when the enemy put his eyes on himself, he rushed up. The ax swept away, easily took off his head, his toes were poisonous scorpion tail, and another person fell down.

A giant man roared and rushed over, but was thrown on his face by Linde.

The other party was a little stubborn, but it was Linde's elbow, fist, and the last slap ended.

"If you don't want to die, just be honest!" Linde raised his ax in his hand, his body was expanding rapidly.

When he was so tall, those figures of the killing finally quietly got quiet.

Everyone watched the giant Linde in awe, but just raised the wind and sand lifted from the feet like a storm. No one dared to ignore the powerful giant, especially in the Eastern Continent.

Greatization has always represents more powerful power.

"It seems that everyone is happy to communicate with me."

Linde looked at those figures, and some of them were obviously a mutant who appeared after the new era. I wonder about which god they chose to believe in.

It may also be just a natural variation of magic influence.

"How do you come here?"

He looked at a man who looked normal. If he ignored the other person's blood vessels that were about to blew the skin and red eyes, then he must be a normal person.

But now it is almost the same. After Linde showed his absolute pressure to the advantage, all crazy people have recovered their brains in a short time.

Just like the giant who rushed towards Linde just now, he was full of blood, standing there stupidly, his eyes kept staring at Linde's feet, studying his boots design concept.

"battlefield!"

The other party said.

"We are pirates. After robbing a caravan, we went to the nearest port city, and then came here."

"You must have encountered the thick fog on the sea, before landing."

"Yes."

"It seems that we have entered a bad space." Linde said.

The dense fog floating on the sea sent people to the place they wanted to go, and then let everyone kill each other.

Let's call it a dense fog.

Linde looked at the people present and thought about how to leave here.

Kill the light everyone? Obviously impossible, many people here have been trapped here for a long time and killed several waves.

Or wait.

The whistling outside came again, and the new game seemed to start again.