Chapter 294: The Spiritual Demon King Chapter 294: Crazy Corpse
The moment disaster strikes.
The tribe where the Royal Court is located is just like any other day. The slave traders are shouting loudly and it is as noisy as the market. The Royal Court guards who are on duty outside the tribe see a figure running from a distance. The speed is so fast that they have not returned yet.
God has come before us.
"Stop!"
"High Priest?!"
Without any answer, the burly figure running wildly crashed into the two of them, as well as the thrusting spear. At the moment of contact, the long soldier broke and was thrown away. The bones of the guarding soldier were shattered, blood spurted out, and the other soldiers behind him fell together.
They flew to the camp behind them and fell to the ground and rolled several times.
The passing herdsmen stopped and looked at the few soldiers who rolled to the ground with their mouths slightly opened.
The Vietnamese child holding two lambs stared blankly at the soldier at his feet who was coughing up blood. He slowly raised his face. In his eyes, a figure with his back to the setting sun covered the child's face with a shadow.
Watching the body as tall as a hill bend down, he lifted the twitching soldier on the ground, slowly opened his mouth, and a pair of thick fangs pierced the soldier's neck, and blood gushed out.
The child's dull eyes gradually turned into horror and fear at this moment. The two lambs in his hands pulled him in fear and dragged him in another direction.
"Roar!"
After drinking the blood, Hui Xie's eyes were no longer cloudy and glowed faintly with blood. He threw the corpse in his hand and roared toward the sky, startling the birds to fly towards the red glow.
Only then did the surrounding herdsmen react, screaming and running around.
The chaos in the corner did not affect the prosperity of the royal court. Hu merchants peddling goods from the Western Regions and slave hunters were discussing the final price with the guests. When the chaos spread, the bargaining guests subconsciously turned their heads and looked at each other.
He became frightened and ran away leaving the Hu merchants from the Western Regions who were still bargaining.
"Don't leave, the price can still be negotiated..."
Before Hu Shang finished speaking, he felt a chill coming over him. There were many people around him who ran over like crazy. He turned around quickly and what he saw was an old man who was beaten like a broken puppet.
Throwing it on the ground, he looked down and saw a lake of flesh and blood on the old man's neck. Suddenly, a shadow came over him, and his vision became cloudy. Hu Shang raised his gaze and swallowed a sip of water. The next second, his head tightened, and his eyes tightened.
His feet were lifted up into the air, and his neck was bitten directly. He screamed in pain and at the same time, his limbs were twitching wildly.
This scene was seen by the male and female slaves in the cage, and they were so frightened that they patted the fence frantically and tried to rush out. However, what greeted them was Hui Xie who was attracted. The thick wooden fence was like a paper lake, and it was as light as a paper lake.
The description was broken by him, and the green and black body got directly into it.
The entire cage swung back and forth as the car body shook. The slaves squeezed inside screamed, and blood poured out crazily, flowing all over the floor along the bars.
At this time, the royal guards from the tribe came in groups, and what they saw was a scene that almost made them sick. A large number of corpses of slaves from the Western Regions were piled up, with blood and flesh forming a pool, and their organs flowing outside. It was impossible to tell who was who.
Yes.
Behind the flesh and blood was Hun Xie, who was lying there, licking and biting him. He raised his face covered in blood and looked at the soldiers who were surrounding him tremblingly.
When some people saw the blood-stained face, they couldn't help shouting: "High Priest!" But Hunxie over there was already dead, and what was in front of them was just a zombie.
Huixie slowly stood up from the pile of corpses, raised his hand and smashed the fence into pieces. The moment he stepped out of the carriage, he pushed the Yue Jie ahead like a chariot, resisting dozens of stabs.
The spear slammed into the crowd.
Broken limbs, stumps, screams, and an instant of blood—
…
"What?!"
Bacoor listened to the report outside the door. His fat body that had just been lying down suddenly got up again. The fat all over his body was shaking. With heavy footsteps, he quickly followed the guards downstairs and came to the hall. He originally dispersed.
The military ministers, big and small nobles came back one after another, and the tent was now lined with layers of royal tent soldiers.
"Have you all seen it clearly? That bloodthirsty, flesh-eating monster is really the high priest?" As soon as Bakuor sat down, he asked the minister who knew the situation outside to report.
"The Great Khan is indeed the high priest. Your people outside have seen it, and I have also seen it. The high priest is like a monster. He eats people he sees. Many people have been killed by him."
In fact, the other party said a lot, but Bakuor didn't listen to much. The high priest had been haunting him like a dream demon, thinking that if he died this time, he would be able to regain military power bit by bit and truly be like the emperor in the south.
A powerful man.
But now the news came that the dead high priest was back again, and he changed his method to continue to scare him.
"Have all the soldiers and horses in the royal court passed? Is it possible to capture the high priest?" Bakuor was a little confused. When the opponent was alive, he had great power, but now he has turned into a monster after death. Who can say whether it will be clear or not.
Will it become more powerful?
"Also... have you told the priests at the divine tent? Let them stop the high priest immediately. If you can rescue the high priest, you will do it at any cost!"
At this moment, soldiers rushed over from outside, looking panicked and breathing heavily.
"Great Khan, that monster that looks like a high priest is coming towards us. The tribesmen are trying their best to stop him, but they can't stop him."
In the big tent, all the military ministers and nobles were panicking and clamoring for the soldiers outside to resist. Bakuor was also scared, and the fat on his face trembled slightly along with his body.
Before he could think of words to give instructions, the wall of people outside surged, and a soldier from the God's Tent came over: "Great Khan, the priests from the God's Tent have all arrived here."
"The Sword Comes"
Finally hearing the reassuring words, everyone present could not help but exhale heavily.
Bakuor pursed his lips and nodded to everyone: "Since the priests of the God's tent are coming, we can't show any timidity. The eagles on the grassland are soaring and the wolves are ferocious. They all come with me.
Go outside and see how the priests stopped the monster. I... also want to see if the other party is the high priest!"
"Wish to follow the Great Khan!"
I felt confident in my heart that no one was afraid. They surrounded Bakuer who was walking in stride, and walked from the middle of the guarding royal tent guards to the front. They saw the opposite tent shaking from a distance across the two square formations, and then it fell down.
, it split apart with a hiss, and the figure of the high priest walked out of it, baring a pair of fangs and looking at it with blood all over his body.
Bacoor and a group of nobles, who were moved forward, took two steps back.
"It is indeed the high priest...priest, where is the priest of the tent?"
Amidst the shouts, Huie Xie at the other end of the field of vision stepped on the greasy soil mixed with blood and walked towards this side step by step. He looked straight at the king's tent with blood-red eyes. He was not thinking, just relying on the thoughts in his mind.
One thought kept driving him past, and then vented his anger.