Global Cards: I Create Eastern Mythic Card Deck

"Roar!"

"Ho..."

In the empty hall, low roars came one after another.

Each withered and decaying figure roared and opened the white cloth covering its body, and layers of dust fell.

Ji Nian turned his head to look, and faced a pair of turbid, slightly convex, bloodshot eyes that looked as crazy as beasts.

Like a tiger that has been hungry for a long time in the jungle, even if it knows that the strong man standing in front of it is called "Wu Song", it will roar and rush towards him, trying to tear off his flesh and blood.

This group of corpse demons with almost negligible eyesight wrinkled their noses and made "sniff", "sniff" sounds. Then they all turned their heads in the direction of Brother Zongzi, stretched their arms forward, moved their legs, and rushed forward.

"Ho."

Brother Zongzi roared, as if he was mocking.

His chest and back rose and fell, and two lines of corpse air slowly floated out from his nostrils, like a swimming dragon.

As if smelling the smell of corpse, the corrupt faces looked increasingly crazier.

Roars kept coming from his throat, and in addition to greed, there was also a touch of cunning in his eyes.

He actually used a decisive and ruthless formation to surround one person and three card spirits in a corner, and then took action at the same time to attack Brother Zongzi's various vital points.

Brother Zongzi didn't dodge.

Different from the rigidity of the green stiffness stage, the hairy stiffness stage can already carry out some basic movements with a slight sluggishness.

For example, fold your arms, hold your head slightly up, look at people through your nostrils, and show a crooked dragon-king smile.

As a Kalling synthesized from [Corpse] and other rare materials, it can convey its emotions to the Corpse very well.

After a set of procedures, he successfully made the other party feel a strong sense of ridicule.

"Ho!"

Then, the big zombie monster headed by him roared angrily and stabbed Brother Zongzi's neck with ten fingers that looked like hook knives.

Other corpse monsters either showed sharp nails or two rows of dark yellow fangs, just like the hyenas that besieged the old lion king in the animal world, vicious and vicious.

It's just that the strength gap between them and Brother Zongzi is much greater than that between hyenas and lions.

As a zombie, Brother Zongzi does not have a so-called "boss".

As long as you stand there, you are at your best.

More importantly, this funeral parlor with strong corpse aura is not only the home of the corpse monsters, but also for it.

So, when the zombie monsters attacked, there was only a sound of collision of gold and iron, followed by the sound of the blade breaking, accompanied by screams of roar, fingertips and fangs flying. Splattering everywhere, the dry and decayed figure fell from the air, trembling all over.

——Brother Zongzi, who is in the stage of hairy stiffness, is not only physically strong, but also has the evil spirit condensed into substance. Wrapped around his body, it is like a thick layer of armor.

Even if it stood still, the corpse demons could not break its defense.

"Ho..."

Brother Zongzi roared in his throat, and a smile appeared on his lips.

Turning his head to look at Ji Nian, his proud little eyes seemed to ask, "Are you awesome?"

"Cow, cow, cow."

Ji Nian gave a thumbs up thumbs up.

Master Qi also smiled brightly - he saw the shadow of his brother in the silly big man in front of him.

It's just that his brothers have been fond of martial arts since they were young, and they love to practice their skills no matter what. They can be said to be real "volumes".

Not as lazy as the other party at all.

Can sit but not stand, can lie down but not sit.

No, after a fight, he didn't even move his hands. He just relied on strong defense to repel the enemy. He was so "sleepy" that he shook his head and wanted to find a place to lie down.

"Brother Zongzi, there is another one over there."

Ji Nian pointed far away at the canopy bed at the end and reminded him.

Brother Zongzi nodded slightly when he heard the words, his waist-length white hair fluttering in the night wind, he stretched out one hand, and a gap that looked like a human mouth slowly appeared in the pale palm.

As the aura surged, the corpse aura floating throughout the room immediately gathered into a stream and rushed towards the gap.

The wailing corpse demon that fell to the ground gradually stopped moving. Its already withered figure was like a popped balloon, which quickly shriveled up.

"Bashi", "Beautiful", "Dejin oh".

Similar emotions are fed back along the sea of ​​consciousness.

Ji Nian couldn't help but curled his lips, watching Brother Zongzi walking grandly towards the depths of the morgue, waving his hand like a cattail leaf fan, pointing at the slightly trembling white cloth.

How do zombies understand the principle of "don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you"?

Brother Zongzi went down his sinuses and unexpectedly discovered that it seemed quite refreshing to wake up "people".

He immediately grinned and smiled evilly.

Immediately, his legs exerted force, cracking the concrete floor, and leaping into the air, as if the sword of Damocles crashed down, carrying strong Yin Qi, Corpse Qi and Evil Qi, and hit the head of the last corpse demon hard.

It understands "not being human".

So the next moment, a roar sounded in the lobby.

A big, fat hand immediately stretched out from under the white cloth, grabbed its ankle, and tried to shake off the culprit who had woken him up.

But even when he exerted all his strength until all the muscles and veins in his body were exposed, this lazy, cunning, strong and evil old Zongzi was not shaken at all.

Even if it is not very intelligent, it still knows that it is in trouble.

Then the skill characteristics were activated almost instinctively, and the bones around the body moved, and the whole body seemed to turn into a puddle of mud, rushing toward the ground.

It wasn't until he moved to the center of the field that he quickly regained his shape like some kind of inflatable companion.

This is a tall, fat corpse king with a severely rotten body.

Normally, the eyes of corpse-like ghosts are usually severely decayed, and they often cannot see clearly.

But the eyes of this corpse demon king are sparkling, and the pure black eyeballs without any white of the eyes look like two black pearls from a distance.

Standing in the middle of the field, it first glanced at Brother Zongzi, who had just deflated him, and then glanced at the two Kalings guarding the door.

After probably weighing his strength, he suddenly leaned down, his cheeks and lower jaw quickly bulged, and he spat forward a breath of dark green and thick corpse gas.

With this powerful reaction force, its body instantly broke through the dilapidated gray wall that had been corroded by the corpse air for many years, and fell to the street in the blink of an eye.

Just when it was about to repeat its old trick and escape further away, a pale and slender hand held its shoulder.

It looks very thin, but is as thick as a mountain.

No matter how much the corpse demon king tried his best and struggled desperately, it was of no avail.

Brother Zongzi also hurriedly arrived at this time.

Seeing it arriving, Master Qi immediately chuckled and released his hand from the corpse demon king's shoulders, and stepped forward gracefully and steadily.

When I passed Brother Zongzi, I didn't forget to pat the other person's strong arm made of steel to show encouragement.

Brother Zongzi, who has always liked to be lazy, felt the emotion called "pressure" for the first time in his life.

Since its upgrade, it has always believed that it is no weaker than this frail big brother with little spirituality.

It’s just that the applicable scenarios are different.

It wasn't until this moment that I realized that my previous thoughts were wrong.

"It's too big, the gap is too big."