Chapter 778 The Edict of the Dead God! The Blood Oath of the Primordial Spirit!
"The fragrance of flesh and blood!"
"This is the scent of flesh and blood!"
"Humanity???"
"Yang Fusheng, damn meow, has he really become a human?"
All the zombie kings were stunned, and their hearts were filled with shock.
Although I had heard the news about Yang Fusheng's rebirth as a human before coming here, the shock of actually seeing it was far more exaggerated than hearing it.
After all, no matter how weak Yang Fusheng was before, he was still a serious zombie king who was canonized by the Zombie God Realm.
The bloodline is pure, to a certain extent, the bloodline corrupted by the blood god is more serious than them.
Even this kid can be reborn as a human being, wouldn't it be easier for them as wild zombie kings?
Thinking of this, every eyeball lit up.
"Hahaha, who did I think it was? It turns out it's the Yang brothers who are here."
King Yin Tian laughed and greeted enthusiastically: "Come on, come on, two brothers have traveled thousands of miles to come to our Death Valley. They have worked hard all the way. Please take a seat."
After saying that, he also took the initiative to push two scarlet chairs to the front of the hall, with a humble posture and a dog-legged look on his face.
"Well, there is a future."
Yang Fusheng gave him an affirmative look.
Yang Tianyou had no expression on his face and pulled Yang Fusheng to sit down calmly.
In an instant, all the zombie kings present stared directly at the two people.
Although he really wanted to know the means by which Yang Fusheng could be reborn as a human being, no one dared to ask about the terrifying force that was captured by Yang Tianyou at this time.
One by one, they turned their longing eyes to King Yin Tian.
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"I'm a thief!"
"These treacherous bitches are all counting on me!"
The corner of King Yintian's mouth twitched.
In the end, it was King Yin Tian who took on everything.
It licked its face and complimented: "Two brothers came to Death Valley and I don't know what advice they can give."
"Don't take advice seriously."
Yang Tianyou waved his hand and pressed down Yang Fusheng, who was eager to try, and said straight to the point: "My lord has a method that can turn decay into magic, allowing you to transform into the body of a zombie king and be reborn as a human being. I don't know what you want."
King Yintian and the other zombie kings were stunned for a moment. They didn't expect Yang Tianyou to be so direct.
But when I heard this, I was immediately overjoyed.
"Is this true?"
At this time, the other zombie kings couldn't help it anymore, and little stars appeared in their eyes.
Among them, there are many who have been zombie kings for hundreds of thousands of years. They only suck blood every day, which is extremely boring.
For those who possess wisdom, they are extremely envious of the warmth and comfort they once had when they were born as humans.
"Of course it's true. My brother Yang Fusheng is the best example."
Yang Tianyou waved his hand, and dozens of blood-red orders appeared out of thin air.
"Without further ado, this is the blessing of the Zombie God. In the past, he was reborn deep in the Zombie Temple and received the blessing of the Zombie God. This matter is well known to everyone, so I will not explain it in detail."
"Because of this, resurrection can be reborn as a human being. Now our Lord has deciphered the edict, giving you all the opportunity to be reborn as a human being."
"Of course, there is no free lunch in the world. Each edict is added with the blood oath of the soul."
"If you want to be reborn as a human being, you can. You must swear an oath to our Lord Lin Ye and become a member of the Lin Clan."
"Be mentally prepared and you can refine a blessing order on the spot!"
Hearing this, all the zombie kings were extremely excited.
Blessing from the Zombie God??
Naturally, they have heard of this edict for a long time.
In the past, Yang Fusheng was the chosen one among billions of zombies, and he was also the only zombie king to receive the blessing of the zombie god.
To say I'm not envious would be a lie.
But now, the opportunity is before us.
As for the conditions, they only need to make a soul blood oath and be loyal to Yang Tianyou's master, and then they can get an edict.
Others still have to consider this matter, but they are different.
They have been in hell for so many years and have been used as dogs by the Zombie Temple. They have long been tired of it, otherwise they would not come to this Death Valley area to develop.
Anyway, they are all working as dogs. What is the difference between working as a dog for forestry and working as a dog for Zombie Temple?
As long as they can be reborn as humans, they can pay any price.
"I'll come first!" King Yintian's eyes flashed.
Its idea is very simple. If the Yang brothers dare to take risks and come to hell to recruit people, they must have real materials.
Rebirth as a human being is most likely true.
Since you can't refuse such a temptation, accept it with peace of mind.
After clarifying his thoughts, his mind became more active.
In recruitment activities like this to show loyalty, the first person to set an example will definitely be the most important.
Thinking this way, it actually did it.
He grabbed a zombie's blessing order from the air, touched it with his five fingers, and instantly felt a vast, indescribable and supreme power.
"Is this the power of the Blood God?"
"So strong!" King Yintian was secretly shocked.
If the power of the Blood God exerted by Yang Tianyou previously suppressed their innate bodies, then the terrifying aura in this edict was simply a dimensionality-reducing blow. Just the mere perception of it by consciousness can make his heart tremble.
"No wonder, by refining it, you can crack the body of the Zombie King. It's really a good method to use the same method to retaliate against the other person."
King Yin Tian was in a good mood.
On the one hand, there is the joy of being reborn as a human being, and on the other hand, it seems that the new master he is about to take refuge in is also an extremely powerful being.
Being able to decipher the edict left by the Zombie God, such super-SSS level secrets, is enough to prove the strength of the new owner.
However, before that, there is one more thing that needs to be done.
After saying that, King Yin Tian took a deep breath.
A dark nail touched the center of his eyebrow, forcing out a ball of blood-colored soul, and quickly swore a blood oath to the order.
"I, King Yin Tian, am willing to dedicate my soul and body to my Lord Lin Ye. I will never betray you in this life. If I violate this oath, my soul will be destroyed and I will never be reincarnated!"
When the blood oath was fulfilled, the light flashed and instantly penetrated into the heart of the edict.
Wow!
In an instant, the code lines locked on the surface of the edict disappeared, turning into an eight-color treasure light that poured into King Yintian's body.
"Boom boom boom"
In the blink of an eye, the blood and energy in King Yintian's whole body changed drastically, and his bones made a crisp sound.
The system that was originally full of filthy blood seems to have been purified, and is rapidly transforming under the baptism of eight-colored precious light.
"Ahhhhh" King Yintian screamed repeatedly.
But while screaming, a morbid joy appeared on its face, "This is true. My zombie king's body is being purified. It won't take long to complete the transformation. I can already feel the warm fresh blood in my body.
And the feeling between your fingers.”
"It's so cool, so cool. After ten thousand years, this feeling of being alive is simply amazing, hahaha!"
Seeing the pain and joy of King Yintian, the other zombie kings were moved.
If there is one, there are two; if there are two, there are three.
"I come!"
"And I!"
In an instant, it turned into a frenzy of scrambling, for fear of falling behind and disappearing.
After all, high-level orders like the Blessing of the Zombie God have been rare in hell for hundreds of millions of years.
After a while, the sound of blood oaths continued to be heard in the huge Zombie King Hall.