Emperor of Death

Chapter 201 Battlefield Fortress
Following behind Lu Yuzhu and Mr. Chen, the group slowed down and began to move towards the interior of the battlefield.

The little fat man approached Ye Chen, and said in a low voice: "They are all idiots, and they will never be found if they search like this. Tell me, should we get rid of them and act alone."

Yechen smiled and said: "Since you have accepted their benefits, take them with you. If you dare to make any changes, it will not be too late to kill them."

The little fat man nodded and said, "That's domineering enough."

After half an hour of walking and stopping, Mr. Chen suddenly found a zombie lying on the ground with a short knife stuck in it. Mr. Chen hurried forward, pulled the short knife out of the zombie's body, and looked at the short knife with a solemn expression. .

After a while, Mr. Chen sighed, "Er Gouzi, come and have a look at this knife."

A young man stepped forward, looked at the knife and said in surprise, "This, this is my knife. I used it to kill zombies just now."

Mr. Chen sighed: "It means that we have been here just now, and now it seems that we have lost our way."

The battlefield was too big, and it was a plain. There were no large markers to identify the direction, and it was covered by fog, which made him completely lost his direction.

Mr. Chen turned his head to look at the little fat man, and smiled at the little fat man: "Little brother, it seems that I still have to trouble you."

The little fat man said indifferently: "Tell me, what are you looking for!"

Mr. Chen took a look at Lu Yuzhu and saw that the other party had no objection, so he said solemnly, "Blood Ganoderma lucidum!"

"What?" The little fat man had never heard of it.

Yechen said lightly: "The blood ganoderma grows in a place with strong yin energy, but there is another condition, the place has been sprinkled with blood. Only in this way can the bleeding ganoderma grow, so the most likely place for the blood ganoderma to appear is in the The most tragic place on the battlefield, but this battlefield is so big and many people died, so there is no need to go to the most tragic place, because if I go there, even I may perish."

Lu Yuzhu looked at Yechen with disdain and said, "You will perish, but it doesn't mean we will perish too."

Mr. Chen glanced at Ye Chen unexpectedly, and then smiled at the little fat man: "It would be great if there is one outside, and we don't need to take risks. If that's the case, let's spend more time and look for it outside." I can't find it anymore." Unlike Lu Yuzhu, Mr. Chen is still in awe of this battlefield.

"Okay, I'll give it a try." The little fat man nodded, then squatted down and pressed his hands to the ground.

After a while, the little fat man murmured: "I feel that there is a place where many ghosts gather. It is very dangerous. Let's go there first."

"Thank you, little friend." Mr. Chen said.

This time, it was the little fat man who took the lead, and Mr. Chen followed the little fat man to defend him against the attacks of the dead creatures. As for Ye Chen, he leisurely followed behind the little fat man.

Every 10 minutes, the little fat man would squat on the ground to feel the changes in the earth, and according to what the little fat man said, before reaching the destination, he had to avoid the attacks of a large group of dead creatures.

Two hours later, everyone finally saw a simple fortress located between two mountains.

In front of the fortress is the wooden fence, which has decayed, leaving only rotten logs hanging on the ground.

Inside the fortress, there were all kinds of skeletons and corpses, and countless dead creatures filled it.

Wandering ghosts, zombies and skeletons in broken armor with weapons in their hands, it can be seen from the faces of the ghosts that they are all young, and there are even immature expressions on the faces of some soldiers.

Inside the fortress, on a chariot that was doused with blood and turned dark red, a blood-colored ganoderma bloomed quietly. The thick power of death and pure power were slowly emanating from the blood ganoderma.

Lu Yuzhu said loudly, "Mr. Chen, it's the blood ganoderma. We finally found it."

Mr. Chen's face changed, and the dead creatures wandering in the fortress were suddenly startled by Lu Yuzhu, and turned their gazes in the direction of everyone.

With so many gazes, even though she was used to arrogance and arrogance, she also felt dizzy and subconsciously took a step back.

After glancing at everyone, those dead creatures rushed out suddenly without imagining, but just like before, they turned their eyes back and continued to wander in the cottage.

The little fat man had already sneaked behind Ye Chen, and whispered, "What's going on here?"

Yechen sighed: "They are a group of loyal soldiers. Even if they died, they did not forget their mission. Instead, with these obsessions, they continued to crawl back from hell and guard the safety of the village. As long as we don't step into There is no danger in the cottage."

"If you step into the cottage?" the little fat man muttered.

Yechen smiled, motioned the little fat man to look at Lu Yuzhu and the others with his eyes, and said, "You can see the consequences yourself."

In front, Lu Yuzhu said, "Mr. Chen, they won't take the initiative to attack."

Mr. Chen shook his head: "I don't know, this place is full of weirdness. For safety's sake, we must guard against their sudden attacks."

"Then there will be Mr. Lao Chen." Lu Yuzhu said.

Mr. Chen nodded, knowing that he had to do it himself at this moment. He nodded solemnly to Lu Yuzhu and said, "Miss, please wait outside the cottage. If I die, you can call other experts to come."

Then he said to the guards behind him: "The rest, fight with me, whoever gets the blood ganoderma will get a spiritual-level exercise, and the family will train it with all their strength in the future. Even if they die in battle, they will die for the old man. I will treat your family leniently, and anyone who dares to retreat halfway will be killed without mercy, and I will kill you."

Mr. Chen led the guards and rushed into the stronghold suddenly.

"Boom, boom, boom!" Some undead sounded the war drum, but it was not a real war drum, but the power of ghosts. It sounded like a real war drum.

The ghosts suddenly roared: Defend the fortress to the death, kill!

"Roar!" The zombies roared.

The skeletons pulled their bows and arrows, and the decayed bow was broken by them. Then the skeletons picked up the broken weapons on the ground and killed Mr. Chen and others.

Countless zombies followed one after another, and the ghosts in the air waved their weapons and pressed down.

"Kill!" Mr. Chen took the lead, chopping a skeleton flying with one palm, then opened the folding fan in his hand, and fanned it out fiercely, sending a ghost flying out. Yechen found that although the folding fan was not very good , but has the effect of restraining ghosts.

Led by Mr. Chen, the team moved forward very quickly at the beginning, but there were too many dead creatures in the fortress, rushing towards them like a tide, blocking their progress very quickly.

Then, there were casualties. The guard of the Lu family was pierced through the heart by a rotting spear, and then dragged out by the zombies, frantically gnawing on his flesh and blood.

Lu Yuzhu's eyes widened, her mouth widened, and she subconsciously covered her mouth with her right hand. Looking at this scene in disbelief, she realized that what she was thinking was really too simple. The outside world was more dangerous than the adults described.

(The handsome guy at the starting point said that the little tree should be changed during the Ching Ming Festival. The reason is that this book is called the Emperor of Death. It makes sense after thinking about it. Then, it is decided that the change will be added during the Qingming Festival. If the little tree forgets, everyone remind.)
(End of this chapter)