Kowloon pull coffin

Chapter 502 Death Appears
Yanhua walked aimlessly in this swamp of death and didn't know how long she had walked.

Compared with most of the skeletons, her bones are as white as jade, and each bone is extremely perfect.

Therefore, I don't know how many skeletons and walking corpses have been attacked.

They wanted to kill her and carve up her bones.

In the ancient underworld, bones are the most valuable, followed by the spirit essence left behind after the death of the spirit.

Bones can be used to make utensils and weapons, but the most important function is to build your own body.

Some of the bones of the skeleton are born, but most of them are pieced together the day after tomorrow.

When you meet a good bone, you will use it to replace your bad, fragile bones.

Yuhua walked aimlessly, like a newborn animal walking in the virgin forest.

Beautiful, yet dangerous.

This skeleton, as white as jade, looks delicate, but it contains endless explosive power.

Every skeleton that tried to carve up or rob her bones was eventually broken up by her and crushed into bone powder.

Even the soul energy contained in the skull was completely absorbed by Yan Hua.

Yanhua has her own weapon, a rusty black scythe.

She couldn't remember where the scythe came from, any more than she could remember where she came from.

Yuhua wandered in the swamp of death day by day. All the undead creatures who saw her were shocked by her beauty, and almost instinctively attacked her to snatch her bones, but no one survived.

Because of this, she never lacks prey.Harmless to humans and animals is her label, which also makes her a mobile death trap.

Everyone who saw her died, and naturally no one knew her danger.

As Yuhua absorbed more and more soul energy, flesh and blood began to grow on her body.

Her blood carried a strange fragrance, attracting more crazy attacks for her.Although Yanhua is powerful in battle, she can't withstand the crazy attacks of walking corpses and skeletons. Cracks begin to appear on her perfect jade-like skeleton, and the newborn flesh and blood are often devoured in pieces, hanging miserably on her body.

However, no matter how serious the injury was, she would never fall down.

The skeletons and walking corpses in the swamp of death are the lowest creatures in the ancient underworld. The soul energy of these creatures is very weak. As long as she doesn't die, she will win in the end.

In this way, Yuhua became plump day by day in the death and killing.

At the beginning, Yanhua was just passively counter-killing. When she began to realize the benefits of absorbing soul energy, she began to actively hunt and kill the undead creatures in the death swamp.

Her killing speed was slow at first, and then gradually increased.

Like a flower, from bud to petal, blooming little by little.

I bloom in the carnage, like a flower in the dawn.

Finally one day, there was no longer a single undead creature in the death swamp, and all the living souls of the undead were absorbed by the soul energy.

On this day, Yuhua finally grew flesh and blood, hair and nails, and facial features.The only fly in the ointment is her eyes, there are no pupils inside, just two black holes.

Her skin was pale, but her lips were as black as ink, and her hair was snow white.

With a complete human form, Yuhua also opened up her spiritual consciousness again. From then on, she was no longer a skeleton walking only by instinct, but began to learn to think.

However, no matter how hard she tried to think, there was nothing in her memory.

The ninth Nirvana of the God of Death emptied all her memories, and she could only accept the world in front of her with brand new eyes.

In front of a stagnant water, Yan Hua saw his body.

Snow-white and beautiful, like a snow and ice sculpture.

Afterwards, a sense of shame sprouted, and Yanhua condensed a simple set of clothes for herself with soul energy.The skirt was very short, it could only cover embroidery, and her slender, white legs were still exposed outside.

The upper body is even more rudimentary with only a tube top. The original intention of Yanhua is only for restraint, because sometimes when she moves violently, the chest part really affects her combat effectiveness.

After tidying up, Yanhua headed north from the death swamp based on her instinctive perception.

After passing through a land of death with barren soul energy, he also met and hunted countless undead creatures.

After gaining spiritual consciousness, she was no longer driven by instinct to hunt, but she couldn't suppress the urge to devour soul energy in her body.

There is a kind of hunger in her bones, which makes her full of extreme desire for soul energy.

As she absorbed more and more soul energy, her divine sense breath became stronger and stronger.

After hunting several skeletons wearing bone armor, Yanhua also learned to put on the armor for herself.

The armor she manifested was black, matching her snow-white skin perfectly.

The armor was very simple at first, but as the number of undead creatures she killed gradually increased, the armor gradually became indifferent and heavy, and the rusty sickle in her hand became brighter day by day.

The west of the ancient underworld is a barren land, and neither the corpse clan, the skeleton clan, nor the northern wraith clan have any interest in the west.

Therefore, for a long time, Dana did not notice the existence of Yanhua.

Until one day, on a whim, the Queen of Wraiths once again directed her divine thoughts to the place where the crow had disappeared, and she was shocked to find that there was no longer a single undead creature in the swamp of death.

How many skeletons are there in the dead swamp?

One hundred thousand?million?
The Wraith Queen couldn't be sure, just like she didn't know how many walking corpses there were.

Although soul energy is precious, no one is willing to attack those low-level creatures, because the soul energy in them is insignificant.

However, even if it is insignificant, when the millions of skeletons and walking corpses are all hunted down, the soul energy produced is still incalculable.

The Wraith Queen's line of sight started from death and gradually moved to the north, because she could sense that the hunter's footprints were moving north.

After sweeping through lands of death one after another, the Wraith Queen's mood became more and more serious.

Where the hunter set foot, there is not a single undead creature, and all the soul energy has been absorbed.

The Queen of Wraiths sensed the crisis and wanted to lock the hunter's spiritual power immediately, but she found that she couldn't lock it at all.The hunter was like a real ghost, who disappeared out of thin air after frantically hunting thousands of undead creatures.

From the beginning to the end, that hunter did not violate the territory of the Corpse Race, Skeleton Race, and Wraith Race, and only frantically hunted low-level undead creatures without spiritual consciousness.

In the ancient underworld, low-level undead creatures without spiritual consciousness did not violate anyone's interests, nor did they violate any laws of the ancient underworld.

But when someone turns this hunting-like behavior into a real extinct massacre, this matter is much more serious.

The most serious thing is, where can so many souls go?

If it was devoured by the hunter, then what kind of existence is the hunter?
With so much soul energy, it is impossible to absorb all of it with the full body of the Wraith Queen's ancient gods and demons, and it is even more impossible to absorb it all in such a long time.

The Wraith Queen remembered the crow's prophecy, could it be that the God of Death was really born?
With this in mind, the Wraith Queen no longer dared to sit idly by, and immediately sent messengers to invite the Four Skeleton Kings and the Undying Corpse King to a meeting.

In fact, when the Wraith Queen was surprised by this, the four skeleton kings of the skeleton clan and the immortal corpse king of the corpse clan couldn't sit still for a long time, because they also sensed the unusual aura of the West one after another, and at the same time remembered Raven prophecy.

A day later, the four skeleton kings rode the four-color death army horse Yukong Fei to arrive at the city of frost and bones first, and later, the immortal corpse king also came from thousands of miles away.

The Wraith Queen was the first to express her guess, and several Skeleton Kings began to discuss.

"With so much soul energy, I can't think of anyone else who can absorb it all except Death God." War Skeleton King said.

"Is the prophecy about the birth of the god of death true?" asked the Plague Skeleton King.

"The facts are right in front of us, I can't help but not believe it." said the Calamity Skeleton King.

"But where did the Grim Reaper go now?" asked the Death Skeleton King.

Each of the four skeleton kings said something, but no one could give an answer, because the god of death disappeared out of thin air, as if it had never appeared before.

When everyone fell silent, the Immortal Corpse King said: "The god of death will not disappear forever. The key point now is, do we really want to accept a god of death with unknown origin as the master of the ancient underworld?"

"What does the Corpse King mean?" The Wraith Queen asked with a serious expression.

"The Primordial Underworld doesn't need a new God of Death!" The Corpse King said with a resolute look.

"What do the Skeleton Kings mean?" the Wraith Queen turned her head and asked.

"We also believe that the ancient underworld does not need a new master, because no one can make us surrender. In the past difficult years, the god of death did not exist with us." Death Skeleton King stood up and said.

"If we only look at the present, the Primordial Underworld really doesn't need a god of death. But everyone, don't forget, our enemy is the Dao of Heaven, and the Dao of Heaven will not let the Primordial Underworld develop forever. Sooner or later, he will come to destroy us, just like what he did back then. Without the god of death, who will lead us to declare war on Heaven?" asked the Wraith Queen.

Everyone was silent again, and the way of heaven was an unavoidable topic.

In fact, when the three clans fought for hegemony, they wanted to choose the god of death, just to deal with the crisis of heaven.

Just when everyone was deep in thought, suddenly a vast and infinite spiritual thought came from the bitter cold place in the extreme north.

"Sharp blades kill life, strength wounds souls!"

As soon as these words came out, the endless soul energy of the entire ancient underworld continent rushed towards the bitter cold place in the extreme north.

Some people's names don't need anyone's approval.

Because, as long as she comes, everyone can only surrender to her.

(End of this chapter)