Emperor of Death

Chapter 67 The Little Skeleton Eating

"The world after 500 years doesn't seem to have changed much." Ye Chen murmured.

Except for the Death Empire, which has changed its king, the other empires are still Yechen's old acquaintances, and the way they govern has not changed.

Most of these announcements are about the trends of alien races. The entire human race is the most sensitive to them. After all, they have enslaved the human race for countless thousands of years. It is impossible to verify how many years. It was an extremely dark era, and all races Trembling under the coercion of the Ten Thousand Races, as long as those foreign races give an order, the human races in captivity will obediently sacrifice the designated human races to the Ten Thousand Races.

Women are used for sexual pleasure by all races, and children and young people are eaten by all races in various ways, steamed, boiled, stir-fried, and the cruelest ones are eaten raw or roasted alive.

In such an era, those who survived are not even willing to recall it. Yechen, who belonged to the end of that era, later led the human race and laid a world for the human race.

After browsing through the general information, Yechen said: "Challenge, the opponent after [-] million."

"As you wish." Qi Ling's voice sounded around.

"The opponent you are challenging, Death Empire, Yue Hongchang 4698, fourth-tier warrior, rank 2717453257."

The environment around Yechen changed, and he appeared on the arena in the Valkyrie Space. On the other side of the arena, a middle-aged man in his 40s stood with a tall and burly zombie.

Zombies in the Empire of Death are regarded as tools for warriors by default, so they can be copied into the space of Valkyrie. This is also where the people of Empire of Death are the most powerful and shameless. Compared with other empires, they can find one or more helper against enemy.

Without extra words, the battle between Yechen and his opponent started instantly.

The two sides approached quickly, and then killed each other in seconds.

"Continue to challenge, after [-] million."

"as you wish."

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In the world of death, it is gray, empty, and full of lifeless energy.

A small white skeleton is running fast on the wild
After a month of fighting, Little Skull has made rapid progress. At least, his walking is no longer as staggering and slow as before. Today, he is like a swift wolf, who can run fast or stop instantly.

The little skull jumped lightly, jumped more than five meters high, and then landed on a huge white skull. This is the head of an unknown beast. I don't know how many years it has been wading here.

On the back of the little skull was a two-meter-long bone spear. This was his trophy, which he picked up after killing a zombie.

Now inside the skull of the little skull, a fist-sized flame was burning, and in the hollow eyes, it felt a little more agile.

The white bones of the little skull are no longer as gray and white as before, but have an extra layer of light. Because of this extra light, it no longer feels weak, but gives people a hard feeling like metal.

The little skull is no longer the one who can only rely on instinct, he seems to have his own wisdom, although this wisdom is not as good as that of the human race, but it is like a wild beast, with a little more cunning.

In the past, the little skull would not stand at a high place to watch the front at all, but now, the little skull knows how to catch weak prey and how to avoid powerful enemies.

In the valley ahead, there are white skeletons walking aimlessly, ghosts with dull expressions floating in the dark sky, and there is a faint dangerous aura coming from the depths of the valley.

The little skull hesitated for a while, clenched the bone spear in his hand, jumped off the huge skull, and ran towards the valley.

"Ah!" Li Hun in the sky seemed to have discovered the delicacy, and was instantly stimulated. Various greedy expressions appeared on his sluggish face.

The skeletons wandering aimlessly were still dominated by instinct, and had no idea that the danger was approaching. Some skeletons were even attracted by each other's soul fire and attacked each other.

A group of ghosts flew towards the little skull.

In the dead space, there are no rules. In other words, power is the rule. Mastering power can control survival and destruction.

Facing these ordinary ghosts, the little skull was not afraid at all. The spear in his hand pierced the ghost that approached him first, and the ghosts turned into little sparks flying in the air. Fragmentary sparks were inhaled into the skull and became nutrients for the fire of the soul.

It's just that this nutrient is pitifully small for today's little skeleton.

After killing the five ghosts, some ghosts let out a miserable scream, and then flew towards the top of the valley as if fleeing.

Ghosts are different from low-level skeletons. They already have some self-awareness. In terms of intelligence, they are much higher than zombies and skeletons of the same level.

The little skeleton had no choice but to watch them fly away, and then turned his attention to those skeletons walking aimlessly.

Some low-level skeletons even felt fear instinctively when they saw the little skeletons and wanted to run away.

These white skeletons are too low-level, their actions are just like the little skeletons back then, step by step, extremely slow.

The little skull stuck the bone spear on the spine on the back, and rushed up like a wolf, grabbed a skeleton with two bony hands, then pinched the skull's throat skillfully, and opened the skull's mouth one by one. Hold it in your hand, and then use your mouth to suck the soul fire in the skull, and the invisible flame flies into the skull of the little skull.

Throwing the skull that had lost its soul fire casually, the little skull jumped at the other skeletons.

This is a one-sided massacre, this is the feeding of the little skeleton, and every time a skeleton is killed, the power of the little skeleton changes slightly.It's just that for today's little skull, this kind of progress is pitifully slow.

After inhaling the fire of the soul, the Sanyin Qingming Jue that Yechen passed to the little skull was instinctively driven by the little skull, and then part of the death power was integrated into the bones by using the Sanyin Qingming Jue.

While the fire of the soul became stronger, the skeleton of the little skull was also slowly evolving.

The world of death has no concept of time, and I don't know how long it has passed. All the low-level skeletons wandering outside the valley were swallowed by the fire of souls by the little skeletons.

"Roar!" In the valley, a powerful existence seemed to sense the little skeleton outside the valley, and issued a loud warning sound.

Like wild beasts, when their intelligence reaches a certain level, these dead creatures also have a sense of territory. The roar seems to be urging the little skeleton to leave quickly.

There is a flat road outside the valley leading directly to the depths. The little skull hesitated for a while, took off the bone spear, and ran towards the direction of the valley. Clinging to the vines on the mountain wall, he grabbed the vines like a monkey and swung into the depths of the valley.

(End of this chapter)