Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

In the sky, a disgusting evil spirit with a wrinkled body, layers of skin flakes, arms turned into wings, and like a flying insect, was rushing over his head.

The new marrow-eater chopped down with his axe again!

The flying evil spirit was cut in half and fell to the ground with a thud.

However, when the waist was broken in mid-air, what flowed out was not dirty blood, but dry powder!

The powder fell in the wind and sprinkled on his body.

“Ahhh! It’s itchy! It’s so itchy!”

He moaned in pain and couldn't help scratching his body with his hands.

In just a moment, his body was scratched with bloody marks. His skin was not originally so fragile.

But it's like jelly at this moment.

But this doesn’t relieve the itch at all!
And the powder from the evil spirit's body around his skin, after seeing the bloodstain, seemed to have life and drilled into his body along the wound!
itch!
The itch quickly spread from the flesh to the bones!

He scratched himself all over his body, strips of flesh and blood were scratched off, but it was of no use.

"It's so itchy. I can't stand it! It's so itchy that I'm dying!" Veins bulged on his face, and he looked ferocious.

puff!

There was a sound like accidentally grabbing a rotten fruit.

The marrow-eater exerted force so hard that he actually grabbed onto his own flesh!
He even grabbed his shoulder blade and collarbone, with his knuckles stuck in the collarbone.

He was too strong, and his body was so soft beneath the powder that it couldn't withstand his scratching!

However, this powder seemed unable to soften the black bones, and his upper body just happened to turn into black bones.

“Bindle, bind, bind, crunch—crunch!”

His fingernails were scratching his collarbone, and the sound of bones creaking was so painful that it made one's teeth ache. His shoulder was already a bloody mess.

His nails were constantly scratching the almost exposed black shoulder blades.

“It’s so itchy, so itchy!”

He scratched and scratched, exerting more and more force with his fingers until there was a 'crack' and the collarbone was broken by the Marrow Eater's strength.

The itching was slightly relieved after a cry of pain.

But along the broken bones, it was as if a channel had opened up, and other parts became more and more itchy. The itching in the bones seemed to spread into the bone marrow.

"Go and help him!"

After studying the terrain, the Marrow Eater Wizard looked back again. Seeing this scene, he was stunned for a moment and shook his head silently. He said to a veteran Marrow Eater next to him, "Give him a hand and help him get rid of his pain!"

The marrow eater, who was holding two large knives nearby, had red and swollen eyes when he heard this.

But he took a step forward and without hesitation, the two swords crossed each other, and the opponent's body was broken into four pieces.

He had even met this marrow-eater, whom he had killed with his own hands, when they were children. They went to school together, and the other was a grade lower than him.

He was deeply impressed.

As the knife fell, the teammate who had just fought with him and depended on each other for life and death was now hacked to death by him. This was undoubtedly a painful thing.

He continued to cut up the black bones in his upper body and threw them backwards.

The body of a marrow-eater cannot be left behind, especially if it is possessed by an evil spirit, otherwise the other party is likely to become a zombie. The damage caused by the marrow-eater's zombies to them is greater than that of ordinary evil spirits.

The battle continued, more evil spirits died, but marrow eaters also continued to die.

Compared to the vast sea of ​​evil spirits, the number of marrow eaters was still too small, and the battle was deadlocked for a while. In the other three directions,
Various exorcists are still coming and deciding to join the dark clan and become marrow eaters.

This is also their last and only choice!

Almost all of these people will accept the corrupt marrow at the first opportunity, become marrow eaters or marrow eater wizards, and then immediately join the battle.

This is the request of the dark clan.

Although the situation is dangerous now, those who want to become marrow eaters must prove their courage to fight against evil spirits.

Otherwise, the power given will be taken back by the dark clan.

These evil spirits are all sinister and can move. They have a certain intelligence that is no less than that of humans.

Although Michigan in the west is the birthplace of evil spirits, a large number of evil spirits still gradually appeared with the defense of the Marrow Eaters in the other three directions.

The attacking evil spirits began to spread in all directions, which was very bad news.

Ordinary people gathered from the west to the south and north, and gradually suffered large-scale sacrifices, all caused by the sudden invasion of evil spirits.

Compared to the marrow eaters, their bodies are simply an unguarded door to evil spirits.

Evil spirits can invade at will.

They were used as temporary clothes by the evil spirits who had lost their bodies, and panic spread among the crowd.

These people no longer stayed in the territory planned by the Marrow Eaters, but began to move eastward.

The area in the east was planned for the families of those "voluntary sacrifices". It was the safety that their loved ones exchanged for their lives.

Faced with this kind of unrest from ordinary people.

An elder of the tribe quickly gave his opinion, which was to select again!

They can be given another chance. As long as they are willing sacrifices, their loved ones can enter the position in the east and die behind the dark clan.

Those who voluntarily sacrifice themselves will be refined into rotten marrow and used for new marrow eaters to increase their power to fight against evil spirits. This is a kind of exchange.

An exchange at the cost of life.

Becoming a marrow eater at this time means you will definitely go to the battlefield and fight against evil spirits. The dark clan can take the responsibility, but they are definitely not good guys.

Exchanging life for life, it's fair.

While the battle was in full swing outside, inside the clan territory, barrels of rotten marrow were carried to the 28th floor underground and poured into a pipe.

This is something that is hard to come by for ordinary people, but is now being squandered like this.

There was a rustling sound below, and streams of cold air kept coming from the air, causing the marrow-eater who was irrigating to shiver!
He looked at the passage below with lingering fear.

Left here carefully.

As the person in charge of transportation, he knew that this was the location of Object No. 1, which was located eight floors below the Meat Loom!

"Chief, we have already produced 10 No. units. Should we put them into the battlefield?" asked an elder.

"not the right time yet!"

The patriarch looked at the marrow eaters that kept dying on the battlefield. The eyeballs of the huge body of the fused creature No. 2 were completely black, with a faint black mist coming out, as if it was shedding tears.

He couldn't see the expression on Number Two's face, nor could he hear the clan leader's tone, which made the clan elder confused and anxious.

He was also worried about his tribesmen.

"There's something wrong with the battlefield right now. There are so many evil spirits, but there isn't a single big one. I feel very depressed. We can't show our cards so quickly!" (End of this chapter)