rebirth of the first queen

"Look at..."

A pair of red eyes of the priest drifted further inside. Among the thousands of intertwined hands, there was a baby's face. Under the face, there was no normal body connected, no hands and feet, and there were only countless strands of green.

"She is……"

"She's the corpse king."

"How did she become like this!?" Wen Qiliang asked.

On the other hand, Shen Tianxing retched several times and almost spit out the gastric juice.

"Because she was trapped by herself." There was sadness in the priest's blood-red eyes. "From the birth of the corpse king to the present, she has to melt herself every few decades. Later, there were more wars between people and human beings, and the interval between her melting herself became shorter and shorter. The remaining residues have been silent in the world. In this furnace, little by little, these hands are formed."

"Actually, it's all about herself. Through re-creation and replacement, she still retains the will to protect the human beings; while those residues retain the thoughts and feelings of the pain she suffered when she melted. The residues believe that the whole world, including the human beings, Everyone failed her, and she was only allowed to suffer these pains. As our desire for peace became stronger and stronger, the recreated corpse king was extremely unstable, and was taken advantage of by the residue, so today appeared This situation."

Wen Qiliang looked at that face, her eyes were closed, as if she had fallen into a deep sleep.

"What if I bomb that face with my weapon?"

"No! What we want to destroy is not that face, but the core of the residue, something similar to a human heart!"

The priest's red eyes dimmed a little, "Its core is wrapped by my tens of thousands of hands, and according to the growth rate of the hands, I have tried many times, no matter how many times I petrify, the hands will grow faster Protect your core and wrap it again."

"Then... what should I do?"

Mo Shaoen interrupted their conversation, "I don't think the filter mask seems to be very effective."

Indeed, the virus becomes denser in the spherical space.

Wen Qiliang hugged the piano box with his clumsy hands, and threw it like a reconstituted furnace. Mo Shaoen was shocked, and even the priest didn't understand Wen Qiliang's intention.

With a "bang", the piano box was bounced back, Mo Shaoen was afraid that Wen Qiliang would be hit, so he quickly hugged her and squatted down to avoid the piano box.

"The weapon doesn't work, what about the piano box..."

"Look."

Shen Tianxing has been hiding in the distance, but he has good eyesight, "Hand..."

Although the green hand wrapped another layer around the outer layer, Shen Tianxing and the priest clearly saw that after the original layer was touched by the piano box, a small burnt pit was left, and it did not regenerate!

"The newly infected zombies will melt when they touch my piano box. I think this has something to do with the creator of the virus itself. There is no invincibility in this world, just like the detoxifying grass that grows around the poisonous snake. .”

Suddenly, that face turned, raising countless hands under her face, turning together.

"Hahaha! Hahahaha! Even if your piano box can affect it, but you can't outnumber me, you still have to turn into zombies and become my slaves! Hahaha!"

She still had her eyes closed, Wen Qiliang thought, maybe it would be useless for her to open them, after all, this spherical space was made up of her hands.

"Shen Tianxing, come and carry me behind your back!"

"You mean... me?"

"It's not you who else!"

"Ah, ah, I want to refuse!"

"Then I will jump on you now!"

Shen Tianxing had no choice but to come over and carry Wen Qiliang behind his back. Mo Shaoen and Wen Qiliang had a tacit understanding on this point.

He touched the sword at his waist and rushed forward first.

The tip of the sword pierced into the layers of green, but this sword couldn't burn these hands like Wen Qiliang's piano case.

"Atomic bomb!"

Shen Tianxing yelled, "Miss Wen, those are nuclear weapons! Nuclear weapons!"

"What are you calling, I'm just trying!"

But the result didn't come out, and the piano box didn't respond to Wen Qiliang.

Mo Shaoen drew out the sword and then returned it. He carefully observed the nest that he had inserted, and slowly recovered.

His heart sank again.

The loli voice of the corpse king continued to laugh, she started to attack, the entire spherical space was spinning, Shen Tianxing and Wen Qiliang fell to the top by themselves, and the two green arms were as fast as two swimming snakes After passing by, Shen Tianxing screamed. Just as he was about to get up, he didn't dare to move anymore.

The hand in front of him almost pierced his heart.

Then those two hands turned into stones and crumbled into dregs.

The first confrontation was not optimistic.

The corpse king withdrew his hand again, giving himself more layers of wrapping.

"You can't kill me, and you can't find my core, ah ha ha ha! But you can only slowly become zombies and my servants! In this world, only me will be left in the end!"

Wen Qiliang shouted at this time: "Bombers, energy cannons, missiles, tanks, torpedoes, rocket launchers! All of them are the largest I can bear!"

The piano case lying in the corner was glowing.

Sure enough, these hands are so bouncy that hundreds of weapons drop down to make the ball even bigger!

Wen Qiliang and the others hid in the gap between the tank and their hands, listening to the weapons being smashed down one after another.

The tree was lifted and the ball had rolled onto the ground.

"emission!"

In an instant, Wen Qiliang was held in Mo Shaoen's arms.

The ears are almost deafened.

The lower body was also trembling, and Shen Tianxing cried in fright.

Wen Qiliang, who raised his head again, had sunken eyes and was dripping with sweat.

Mo Shaoen was afraid that Wen Qiliang would be consumed to death like this.

After the bombing, there was a brief silence, and some weapons disappeared by themselves, indicating that Wen Qiliang had reached the limit of his abilities.

The sphere didn't change much. Shen Tianxing crawled out wiping his tears. After seeing the scene in the reconstitution furnace was still the same, he burst into tears with a "wow", like a child who had collapsed and couldn't extricate himself.

"Miss Wen's so many weapons are all...all useless, we are finished..."

There was still a pair of bewitching eyes floating in the air, and there was loneliness in his eyes.

"Uncle... Uncle! You kill me, there is no hope, we are hopeless! Rather than being killed by zombies, you should kill me!"

He crawled closer to those eyes and tilted his head with tears in his eyes.

He has the same expression as when he was four or five years old.

At that time, in order to let the priest get a new body, the elders took a branding iron and branded his face vividly.

Shen Tianxing was abducted by the priest himself, and of course the priest at that time was still "wearing" other people's bodies.

Treat him well, but it can't restore the decline of that body.

He has to go into a new body.

At that time, the priest hugged him before he was branded, but now, he doesn't even have physical hands.

"Maybe...we're really doomed."