Zombies are strange creatures.

If you do not enter the six realms, you will not be able to accept the five elements.

It is born from the resentment of heaven and earth, and uses human body to become disgusted and feeds on sentient beings.

Zombie recipes are very mixed.

But they can absorb and digest everything, but in front of the golden armored corpse, there are only two paths of evolution in each stage.

The orthodox route, with the Maoshan line as the mainstream, is limited to Yin Earth and Yin Pond, raising corpses and ponds, warming up the creation, obtaining copper, Yin, metal, and Yasha, and finally seeking transcendence.

Or wild zombies devour the blood of living beings and become zombie kings, commanding corpses to supply themselves, devouring the vitality of all things, and finally seeking the path to the red ghost.

For zombies, the two paths are no different.

Zombies on the orthodox route follow the steps and seek to become immortals step by step with their corpses and bones, and can be ranked in the immortal class.

The wild king devours a lot of life, causing thousands of miles of naked earth, and turning into a red ghost with endless combat power.

The Wild Zombie King has superb mana, but this road is extremely dangerous and is easily wiped out by others.

But if it succeeds, it will be a terrifying existence with few rivals in the world. Compared with the same Yasha, it will be a complete blow.

At this time, the Silver Armored Corpse King who was locked in a log cage was walking the second way.

Staying in the fence made of half a meter thick, the new silver-armored corpse king looked dumbfounded. Looking at the pedestrians outside the fence, a few words of mmp came out of his heart.

It's a sin!

When a zombie evolves into the first level of armored corpse, it already has consciousness. The silver armored corpse level is no different from that of ordinary people, at most it will turn your mind slower.

After being sealed by Maoshan’s Taoist Dharma, they were half-dream and half-awake most of the time.

Only the survival instinct is retained, the IQ that should have been born is suppressed by Maoshan's Taoist Dharma to the bottom. Only a few moments of emotions are boiling can there be some chance to gain a moment of soberness.

But where is the silver-armored corpse king?

Since the beginning of evolution, my mind has been in chaos, and I am in a hazy state of everything that happens around me.

It's like dreaming.

Well, it slept soundly.

But when I woke up this time, why did I get locked up?

Can anyone tell him what happened?

weak.

Hungry.

No strength.

At this moment, it has become a luxury to use its powerful power that it has just gained, and to use its fists to break the cage that binds itself.

"Ho huh!"

The silver-armored Corpse King who felt that he needed food let out a low roar.

It is very successful in attracting other people's ideas.

"What's the noise? Stay in the cage!"

The player in charge of guarding the corpse cage scolded him and poked it with the stick at hand...

There were eight wooden cages in the yard, and whenever the zombies inside shouted, they dealt with it like this.

Very useful.

After these corpses were stabbed a few times, they soon stopped calling.

However, this one seems different?

The wooden stick stabbed on the Silver Armored Corpse King, making a thud sound.

In the corpse cage, the Silver Armor Corpse King looked at him with a confused look on his face, not understanding what this guy was trying to hit him with this little wooden stick.

"...people?"

After thinking about it, a hoarse voice came from the wooden cage.

"What about that?"

Seeing that the silver armored corpse was able to communicate, outside the cage, the two players walked closer and said, "Before the superiors discussed what to do with you, stay in the cage honestly."

"Living person!"

In the wooden cage, the Silver Armor Corpse King saw that the people around him were not wearing Maoshan's Taoist robe, and he couldn't help but let out a low roar at him: "Why should I lock me up?"

“Can you communicate?”

The two players were a little surprised.

In reality, after the two looked at each other, one of them left silently.

Another person in charge of guarding, the controlling character stared at the Silver Armored Corpse King and said, "If you can communicate, don't yell. You are a prisoner now, and you are waiting for someone to come back to interrogate you!"

Silver Armored Corpse King: "...",

Why did he become a prisoner?

Also, who told them that they could trap it with a wooden cage?

Looking at the mortal who had no magic power outside, a gleam flashed in the eyes of the Silver Armored Corpse King.

"Roar! I'm hungry!"

"Why are you hungry? Stay honestly!"

Some of the excited players hit the Silver Armored Corpse King with a stick a few more times.

After the stick, the player's face showed a look of satisfaction when he saw the Silver Armored Corpse King curled up like the previous armored corpses.

Five minutes later, several players came over next to the cage of the Silver Armored Corpse King.

The leader is a middle-aged man in his forties.

The Silver Armored Corpse King didn't see them saying hello, and the middle-aged man walked straight to him.

With his head down, the middle-aged man looked at the Silver Armored Corpse King with a serious expression and asked, "You can talk?"

The Silver Armored Corpse King looked up at him, and when he saw that he was another mortal, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

It no longer has the desire to communicate with these "foods".

Just give it two days to restore some strength, and it will have a way to release corpse energy and corrode the surrounding wood fences.

In that case, why does it want to talk nonsense with these foods?

Everything that happened next was beyond the expectations of the Silver Armored Corpse King.

After being ignored, the middle-aged man was not angry, but instead asked someone to bake a piece of barbecue and hand it into the cage.

This surprised the Silver Armored Corpse King.

Are these people fools?

How dare you be so close to it?

Looking at the hand that reached into the wooden cage, the Silver Armored Corpse King was hungry and patient.

Just bite it down with one bite, it will be sure to pull half of the person's body into the cage!

Compared to its great strength, the fragile body of the person in front of him was towards a piece of plasticine, and after grabbing it, it could be torn into pieces of meat directly!

And with the nourishment of these fresh flesh and blood, its recovery time can be shortened by at least one day...

The Silver Armor Corpse King felt that his idea was feasible.

It had stretched out its claws.

However, the next sentence from the middle-aged man made it stop his crazy behavior.

"We can talk when you finish eating."

The middle-aged man spoke seriously: "Since you are a wise species, I think we can have the opportunity to live in peace, right?"

The claws of the silver-armored corpse stopped.

A second later, it grabbed the barbecue that was sent into the cage.

Talk about it?

Living and dead?

Predator and food?

Crazy biting and swallowing the barbecue that was not in line with the eating habits of zombies. While eating, the Silver Armored Corpse King kept rolling in his heart.

It is blood-sucking.

The zombie's instinct makes it desire fresh blood to nourish its dry body.

But it has its own rationality...

Joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.

Seven emotions and six desires.

After evolving into the Silver Armored Corpse King, these emotions that once left it returned to its body again.

Not every monster is used to being lonely!

It’s just because outsiders are refusing to communicate with him!

Isolate them.

Hostile to them.
Chapter completed!