This Cheat Is Too Much

This Cheat Is Too Much Chapter 317

Accompanied by the sour skeleton friction, William's head and neck were forcibly twisted one hundred and eighty degrees, the whole body stiffened for a while, and then fell silently to the ground.

The ghost Maggie slowly looked away, unable to bear to see this bleak scene, and the hostility in her heart had dissipated thoroughly. Even though this man indirectly caused Lausanne's death, he was still an admirable warrior.

The same is true of the terrifying Knights around them, wanting to look away, but they are limited by the suppression of the corpse king, and they cannot turn their eyes away at all. The few Knights kneeling at the front, even There was a faint glimpse of William's eyes that were gradually losing their lustre.

Though the tightly pursed thin lips are well groomed, there are still thin and sparse stubble, which is clearly a youngster's face, I'm afraid it has just left The title "child" didn't take long.

As the most elite Knight group under Falan I, even when he was still alive, the average age of these people was already over 30 years old, and this face looked only about sixteen or seventeen years old. , at most no more than twenty years old, which is too young compared to himself, but didn't expect to fall here early.

It seems that the sky is also casting down the curtains on this youngster who died an untimely death. Even if his life was taken away by such a brutal and cruel method, there was not much pain on his face, and he even wore a A tinge of joy.

And there was not a trace of resentment in those eyes staring at the sky indifferently. In the last eyes of his life, he could not see any hatred and pain, only a touch of regret and regret. unwilling.

This look...so familiar...

It seems that some old memory has been awakened, and Maggie can't help but murmur.

"father..."

Although the age is different and the faces are different, the eyes of this man are exactly the same as the eyes of the father when he greets death.

Their eyes have no fear of death at all, they have long been filled with some unspeakable things, even life and death, cannot be mentioned on equal terms with them.

The terrifying Knight leaning on the front slowly lowered his head and slammed the helmet made of iron essence on the ground.

It seems to be a third-rate symphony opening, and the unpleasant sound of iron and stone crashing continuously sounded. Now that the body can't move freely, this is the only way they can express their respect.

"Boring."

The Corpse Lord reached out and kicked William in the face, leaving a dusty shoe print on it.

"You humans are really quite boring creatures. Even though they are already dead, they are still bound by those rules before they were alive. Knight spirit? hehe."

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"Stop!"

A sharp scream sounded from behind, and the corpse king turned his head in surprise.

I don't know why, Maggie in the ghost state was a little out of control, as if she was stimulated by something, her eyes were fixed on William's face, and she shouted hysterically:

"Get your feet off! Get me away from those eyes!"

The little boy laughed indifferently and took back the shoes that were about to be stepped on the bridge of William's nose.

"Maggie, you should learn to communicate with me in a new way."

He turned around and smiled:

"I am talking to you all. The superiority and inferiority created by human beings don't care, and

it doesn't matter whether it is offensive or not. But unfortunately, not everyone is as transparent as me, and if I can't keep them in awe, I will welcome them. It's endless trouble, so I have to learn to maintain my majesty.

If you are still a fifth-order [Panic Commander], even if you reprimand me in person, it will only be a small punishment at most, even if you You have become the third rank [Terrorist Knight Commander], and I am not willing to kill you directly.

But now you have been taken away from your soul and become a ghost with nowhere to depend on. Your value is not enough to enjoy this kind of treatment, so..."

The corpse king flashed like a ghost, and instantly appeared beside Maggie, holding her neck with one hand.

"According to the way I learned from the [Queen of the Dead Plague], you can die after saying a few last words as a reward for my five hundred years of chores."

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"You and I...have nothing to say...said."

The intermittent Spiritual Fluctuation came, Maggie's eyes went over the head of the corpse maharaja, still on William's face Patrol back and forth, as if wanting to carve that look into the soul.

"What the hell are you looking at?"

After seeing Maggie's reaction, the corpse Lord let go a little, and said curiously:

" From what I know about you, you should be yelling at me now, or cursing me hysterically, but you are always stupid and irritable, why are you so calm this time? Is there anything worth caring about on that man's face?"

"Huh..."

Maggie gave the corpse Lord a contemptuous look, the delicate and pretty faces were full of disdain.

I always knew I was a grumpy fool, but I was cranky and reckless, but I was a man after all!

"Don't ask! You, a monster born from a corpse, simply don't have a soul of your own. Even if I tell you, you won't understand! The belief of mankind is that you will never understand. The thing!"

"Oh...it's belief again..."

Recalling William's words before his death, the corpse majesty nodded, and then the whole picture The face suddenly lost its human form and became something like dough.

He loosened Maggie's soul and kneaded it twice with both hands, and the doughy face turned into a delicious and pretty female face, with a childlike figure. Growing up slowly, the whole person became a girl who was nine points similar to Maggie.

In Maggie's speechless eyes, the corpse lord said in a clear and authentic voice:

"Among the thirty-two thousand seven hundred and sixty-eight corpses that make up me, her She looks the most like you before her death. Although half of her soul has been digested by me, the remaining half is still there, so she should be able to understand part of it.

If you tell her something It is the belief of human beings. Satisfy my curiosity. I can fulfill your not excessive wish first, and then kill you. What do you think of this transaction?"

"..."

The female ghost looked at the face with disgust, and said disgustingly: "Can you stop talking to me like this? I don't want to see my face growing on you!"

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The corpse king nodded, with a calm expression on his face:

"Is this your wish? Well..."

"Maggie"'s face changed for a while, It ended up being the face of an old dwarf with a brandy nose.

"I've fulfilled your wishes, now it's your turn to answer my question, what is human belief?"

"..."

Damn it...you can't be a undead well as an undead, be a philosopher of your horse!

In the distance, William Both eyes are spiritless looking up at the night sky, scolding the bastard of the two pester and chirp a thousand times in his heart.

After being "killed" by the corpse king, he took the initiative to cut off all connections with Maggie, suppressing all physiological reactions to a minimum, and then mobilized the Death Power in his body to spread all over his body, causing himself The illusion of being killed.

In the end, Maggie seemed to have noticed something was wrong, she kept staring at her eyes, and even kept looking at her face, making her heart twitch.

My neck is so twisted, you still suspect that I am not dead? Is there something wrong with your brain?