The huge remains of the petrified lord and several golems were almost shattered in the battle, which saved a lot of effort for the workers to carry them. When the fragments were dragged to the courtyard of Shenji Workshop, the apprentices immediately surrounded them.

Research.

Deconstruction.

The broken remains of the golem were gradually dismantled.

Although the speed is very slow.

However, the strongest petrified lord among them is only a level 19 leader unit, and its level limits its technical level to not being very high-end.

This will not make research completely impossible.

Moreover, the skill level of the apprentices will also grow rapidly as they study technology at a higher level.

In three days at most, I believe the deconstruction of the stone statue will yield results.

Cheng Shen waited patiently.

And after finishing all this.

It was almost time for him to prepare for the second Chaos invasion.

…

Boom!

Thunder exploded outside the window, illuminating the bloody mess on the ground.

"Hiss...it hurts...!"

Zhang Yao woke up in a daze while holding his head.

He saw it immediately.

Brother Pig's mountain-like body was lying in front of him.

There are no more corpses emerging from the sutured wounds on its body and all kinds of horrible and strange sights.

And downward on its abdomen, there was a bloody wound half a meter long, with a brand new gold thread stitched on it.

The stitching method of the wound was very rough, but it was as if there was a strange force that forcibly pieced its body together.

"what happened……"

Zhang Yao recalled drowsily.

The scenes from last night gradually became clear in his mind.

"I...I seem to have died once..."

He stood up slowly.

But it seems that there is not much shocking emotion about coming back from the dead.

"The Resurrection Ankh should have taken effect."

He touched his neck and felt a chill, and he was even more frightened when he thought of the scene when he died.

The terrifying shadow of being killed with a knife still lingered in his heart for a long time.

There is no way to avoid it.

Unable to resist.

There is only endless despair and fear brewing in my heart.

Fortunately, he was carrying an extraordinary rebirth item with him at the time, otherwise the emotion alone would have been enough to torture him to the point of madness.

"It's a pity... I thought I could escape this disaster."

Zhang Yao felt a little regretful.

He can log into the trading market, so he naturally understands how precious an item that can be resurrected at no cost is to survivors.

even.

There are currently no items on the market that can resurrect people.

But thinking about what happened last night, Zhang Yao felt lucky that he was lucky enough to get rid of that weird thing at the cost of dying.

"I don't know what happened after I died. Is my old sister still there..."

Zhang Yao turned around and checked around, and found that he did not have the talent to get clues from the environment.

Then he glanced at the time and cautiously approached the suture monster lying on his back in front of him.

"Brother Pig?!"

He called out softly, but Brother Pig did not move. His cold body lay quietly on the ground, and he could not feel the slightest fluctuation of life.

Grease mixed with blood spread underneath it, making the dirty floor even more disgusting.

"Is it possible that Brother Pig had a fight with Old Sister and lost?"

Zhang Yao looked a little ugly.

Brother Zhu was the only intelligent creature he met in this castle that could communicate. Although he died at its hands last night, the arrogant Zhang Yao did not have any grudge.

Instead, he felt guilty because he suspected that he had caused his old sister to kill Brother Pig.

"I had no choice but to do what happened last night. Brother Pig, don't blame me... No! You must blame me for this, but Brother Pig, please don't become weird and seek revenge from me... I will definitely burn incense for you during the holidays!"

Zhang Yao's face turned pale as he thought to himself.

He remembered the horrific changes he had seen in Brother Pig before he died last night, as well as the countless strange things sealed in his body.

He also thought about what Cheng Shen had told him about the possibility of fusion, which would make him stronger.

My heart trembled.

Just a ghost, an old sister walking out of the portrait, can force him to have no way out. Once Brother Pig completely integrates the weirdness in his body, how terrifying will the weirdness become?

He is simply the world-destroying demon king!

No matter how many Resurrection Ankhs he has, he can't bear it!

"Get out of here first!"

Zhang Yao couldn't think of a solution, but he certainly didn't dare to stay here any longer.

Turn around and leave.

suddenly.

A dark light flashed out of the corner of his eye.

A broad butcher knife was stuck diagonally on the kitchen floor. The blade was covered in blood, but the blade was so sharp that his face could be seen.

"Brother Pig's knife...!"

Zhang Yao was shocked.

He had long coveted Brother Pig's weapon that could crush ghosts, and after dying in its hands once, he became even more afraid and longing for it!

If I could take this knife away...

Even if Brother Pig becomes weird, he may not have any means to protect himself!

Fiery thoughts arose in Zhang Yao's heart, but they made him completely ignore the dangers he might encounter at the moment.

He picked up the oil lamp beside him, protected the slowly burning wick, and stepped forward quickly.

Zheng!

Zhang Yao pulled out the brown-stained and ferocious murder weapon.

Suddenly.

Something seemed to change before his eyes.

Immediately, countless black and red lines appeared in his sight, scattered across the world like a grid.

Among them, a large number of black lines gathered together and submerged into Brother Pig's fallen body, wrapped around a red line as thick as a forearm.

Zhang Yao also saw a red line connected to his body.

But only the hair is thin.

Compared to Brother Pig's red line, the gap is simply between an ant and an elephant.

"This is……"

Zhang Yao subconsciously touched his buttocks with the sharp corner of the oil lamp.

The meat cleaver does not display attributes like an oil lamp or other game equipment. All that can be seen is a question mark.

But instinct told him.

If he used this cleaver to chop at those black and red lines, something terrible would happen.

This is true for the target.

The same goes for him.
To be continued...