NOVEL NEXT Soul echo
Chapter 33: One Night of Horror (1)
Chapter 33
The two spears stabbed out quickly, and the two undead soldiers cooperated tacitly like twins with a heart, blocking Zhong Ye's actions from two angles, so that he could only retreat or dodge up and down.
But Zhong Ye knew very well that there were two iron boots going downwards, and he would be attacked by other undead when he went up, and he would be surrounded by undead soldiers if he went back—several undead soldiers had already passed their companions and came to Zhong Ye's side.
With a step on the sole of his foot, Zhong Ye chose to jump up.
Four spears came through the wind, and the intersection point was Zhong Ye who jumped up.
But at this moment, Zhong Ye brandished his sword, and the blade was directly inserted into the connection between the shoulder armor and neck armor of the two undead soldiers, thereby pulling their bodies and falling to the ground.
Zhong Ye's body bent in mid-air, allowing his feet to step on the ground, and the forward body dragged the sword embedded in the armor to separate from it.
The mud and water shot out from under his feet, and Zhong Ye was like a spring that fell to the ground, and bounced out in an instant, passing through the gaps between several undead soldiers, and came behind them.
Between the lightning and the flint, the instant burst of fighting skills dazzled everyone hiding in the room. Others didn't know what was going on, they only thought that Zhong Ye was very strong. Only the middle-aged woman who was a retired mercenary knew about Zhong Ye. How superb Ye is.
You must have a wealth of combat awareness and experience to make the right choice at that moment, and at the same time, strong physical fitness is the guarantee to achieve this series of actions.
--Too strong!
The armor of undead soldiers is thick, which can protect a lot of damage, prevent their bones from being disassembled, and also protect their vital points, making them a real undead army.
However, it also limits their ability to move!
Regardless of whether they are alive or dead, as long as their basic body structure is still the same as that of humans, it is impossible for them to turn around flexibly after wearing this armor.
Zhong Ye twisted his waist, and the swords in his hands slashed out one after another, cutting off the calves of two undead soldiers.
--so hard!
Although their calves were cut off and the mobility of the two undead soldiers was temporarily eliminated, Zhong Ye's expression still sank.
With a quick glance, there was a gap in the sword. If it was used for chopping, it might not be able to dismantle a few undead, and his weapon would break.
You can't fight recklessly, you need to think of other ways.
Attacking from behind, Zhong Ye stepped forward, and the two undead soldiers who had lost their calves and fell to the ground drew out their short knives, swept across the ground, and aimed at Zhong Ye's ankles.
Taking a deep breath, Zhong Ye took a small step, raised his leg and kicked on an undead soldier rushing forward with a spear in his hand. Using his strength, he jumped back, stepped on the thrusting spear, and crouched down.
The weight of his whole body was on this spear, and the undead soldiers obviously couldn't hold it, but before that, Zhong Ye jumped into the air and jumped onto the eaves beside him.
The sand and dust swirled, the gravel ran, and the spears condensed in the hands of the undead soldiers.
Zhong Ye's pupils dilated, and he put everything in his mind into his mind. His mind was running rapidly, and he subconsciously analyzed every movement of the undead soldiers.
The first is the spearhead, which 'slowly' moves forward with the wrist, followed by the shoulder, the shoulder plate shakes 'slightly', and the third is the waist, which is driven by the arm.
All the undead soldiers made the same action at this moment. Zhong Ye constructed the flight trajectories of all the spear throwing in his mind. The spear throwing formed an interception net. No matter where he ran, he would be hit by the spear throwing .
Conventional methods cannot break through the predicament. Only by breaking the stereotype of thinking can we find a way out.
Zhong Ye took a quick breath, mobilizing his breath to circulate in his body, the tiles under his feet suddenly cracked, and only heard a "crash", the tiles suddenly collapsed.
hum-
boom! boom! boom!
Some of the spears flew through the sky, some crashed into walls, and some shot through windows. In the perception of the undead soldiers, the fire of life was still strong.
Suddenly, a black shadow flew out of the room and hit the head of an undead soldier, causing his head to fall back. The connection between the helmet and the neck armor, and the neck armor and the breastplate suddenly tightened, and he fell down immediately.
Click!
Zhong Ye smashed through the window and jumped out of the house, his body was covered in dust, but he didn't look in the slightest distress.
With the violently beating heart and the rapidly flowing breath, Zhong Ye unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth, his heart filled with indescribable excitement.
--limit!He once again touched his 'limit'!
His bright eyes stared at the undead soldiers, his body moved suddenly, and before all the undead soldiers could react, he kicked the head of the undead at the front of the queue.
The moment the soles of the boots collided with the helmet, the 'qi' infused into the feet vibrated suddenly, spreading a frequency, passing through the thick, fully enclosed helmet, and falling into the soul fire that supported their activities.
A faint blue flame burst out from the joint, and the corpse flew upside down, hit the companion, and was pulled to the ground at will.
[——Comprehension Skill: True Qi Infusion]
He didn't use [Skill Extraction Opportunity] to learn or comprehend. Through daily training and fighting, he gradually accumulated enough experience to figure out this skill by himself.
I don't know if this technique is recognized as a 'skill' by the system, but he knows that he can use this technique to kill enemies, and that's enough!
The other undead soldiers were unmoved by the demise of their companions, and they rushed forward with the weapons in their hands.
Zhong Ye took another deep breath, and retreated violently.
Although this technique is powerful, it also consumes a lot of breath. Without affecting normal movement and breathing, he estimates that he can only use it once in three to five minutes. After using it, he needs a few minutes to recover.
Seeing those undead soldiers chasing after him, Zhong Ye slowed down a little and glanced in the direction of the church.
He has come to another street, and at the end of this street is the church.
There were shadows around the church, and many undead soldiers stood in the shadows. They also discovered Zhong Ye's existence and moved.
"Fire!"
An order pierced the night sky, and gunshots sounded in response to the prayers of the fleeing team.
Bang, bang, bang—
Gunshots continued one after another, and gunpowder smoke curled up, swept by the night wind, and enveloped the army of the undead.
The door of the church on this side suddenly opened, and a group of temple guards and mercenaries came out of it. One of the mercenaries shouted angrily: "Eastern native, you should still remember what you are going to do?"
--it's time!
"rush!!"
Although she couldn't see what was happening in front of her, the middle-aged woman resolutely picked up the wooden stick in her hand and led the team out of the house, "Everyone, don't stop, this is our only chance! If you don't want to die, don't stop!" Down!"
Regardless of men, women, young or old, everyone had fear on their faces, but rather than staying there waiting to die, they wanted to seize this chance of survival.
Men of middle age and children of half age stood on the periphery of the line, and the old and weak women and children were protected inside by them, and the owner of the exorcism utensils also handed them the items.
Zhong Ye has already helped them lure away the undead soldiers on this street, and someone from the church also came out to clear the way for them. This is an excellent opportunity!
When they ran across the long street and turned into another street, the fleeing team saw Zhong Ye wrestling with a dozen or so undead soldiers alone, and their hearts were shocked.
"May the moonlight have mercy on you!"
The two acolytes who had been relying on divine spells and not using them saw the team of 60 to [-] people appearing on the street corner, their faces were filled with joy, and they chanted at the same time.
Two beams of silver moonlight fell, one shone above the fleeing team, and the other fell on Zhong Ye.
Physical strength instantly filled his body, and Zhong Ye's eyes burst into light. He threw down the scarred sword, and suddenly pulled out the long sword that had been carried behind his back, and directly chopped off the head of the undead soldier in front of him. Armor can't stop it.
At this moment, his body was filled with strength—he dragged his exhausted body to fight these guys just now.
He raised his leg and kicked the ankle of the undead beside him, and when it fell sideways, he suddenly raised his knee and hit his head.
On the other side, he raised his hand to grab the head of another undead soldier and twisted it off.
Temple guards and mercenaries pushed back the undead soldiers surrounding the church, opening a passage for the fleeing party.
The two acolytes stood panting at the door, raising their voices to command.
At this moment, Zhong Ye moved his ears and heard the sound of other undead soldiers moving further away. Although he felt a little regretful, he still took advantage of a undead soldier to bounce back and ran towards the church.
"what!"
Due to the potholes on the road, a teenager failed to pay attention to the situation under his feet when he was vigilant about his surroundings, and fell to the ground.
"Run forward, don't stop!"
Zhong Ye yelled violently, causing the others to withdraw their thoughts of rescue.
When passing by the boy, Zhong Ye reached out to pick it up and threw it on his shoulder.
The young man felt pain, but he didn't complain, on the contrary, he was only grateful to Zhong Ye.
After everyone ran into the church, the team of temple guards and mercenaries also shrank back, and the sound of gunfire resounded through the night sky again, preventing the undead soldiers from launching long-range attacks.
Finally, all retreated alive to the church before other undead soldiers came to their aid.
In the distance, Feisaler withdrew his attention as if realizing something, stepped on the corpses and blood stains, looked up at the towering city wall, and 'saw' those soldiers' eyes tearing apart, with a bit of fear in their anger.
Then it made its first 'laugh' after waking up: "Get ready to face death and fear..."
(End of this chapter)
The two spears stabbed out quickly, and the two undead soldiers cooperated tacitly like twins with a heart, blocking Zhong Ye's actions from two angles, so that he could only retreat or dodge up and down.
But Zhong Ye knew very well that there were two iron boots going downwards, and he would be attacked by other undead when he went up, and he would be surrounded by undead soldiers if he went back—several undead soldiers had already passed their companions and came to Zhong Ye's side.
With a step on the sole of his foot, Zhong Ye chose to jump up.
Four spears came through the wind, and the intersection point was Zhong Ye who jumped up.
But at this moment, Zhong Ye brandished his sword, and the blade was directly inserted into the connection between the shoulder armor and neck armor of the two undead soldiers, thereby pulling their bodies and falling to the ground.
Zhong Ye's body bent in mid-air, allowing his feet to step on the ground, and the forward body dragged the sword embedded in the armor to separate from it.
The mud and water shot out from under his feet, and Zhong Ye was like a spring that fell to the ground, and bounced out in an instant, passing through the gaps between several undead soldiers, and came behind them.
Between the lightning and the flint, the instant burst of fighting skills dazzled everyone hiding in the room. Others didn't know what was going on, they only thought that Zhong Ye was very strong. Only the middle-aged woman who was a retired mercenary knew about Zhong Ye. How superb Ye is.
You must have a wealth of combat awareness and experience to make the right choice at that moment, and at the same time, strong physical fitness is the guarantee to achieve this series of actions.
--Too strong!
The armor of undead soldiers is thick, which can protect a lot of damage, prevent their bones from being disassembled, and also protect their vital points, making them a real undead army.
However, it also limits their ability to move!
Regardless of whether they are alive or dead, as long as their basic body structure is still the same as that of humans, it is impossible for them to turn around flexibly after wearing this armor.
Zhong Ye twisted his waist, and the swords in his hands slashed out one after another, cutting off the calves of two undead soldiers.
--so hard!
Although their calves were cut off and the mobility of the two undead soldiers was temporarily eliminated, Zhong Ye's expression still sank.
With a quick glance, there was a gap in the sword. If it was used for chopping, it might not be able to dismantle a few undead, and his weapon would break.
You can't fight recklessly, you need to think of other ways.
Attacking from behind, Zhong Ye stepped forward, and the two undead soldiers who had lost their calves and fell to the ground drew out their short knives, swept across the ground, and aimed at Zhong Ye's ankles.
Taking a deep breath, Zhong Ye took a small step, raised his leg and kicked on an undead soldier rushing forward with a spear in his hand. Using his strength, he jumped back, stepped on the thrusting spear, and crouched down.
The weight of his whole body was on this spear, and the undead soldiers obviously couldn't hold it, but before that, Zhong Ye jumped into the air and jumped onto the eaves beside him.
The sand and dust swirled, the gravel ran, and the spears condensed in the hands of the undead soldiers.
Zhong Ye's pupils dilated, and he put everything in his mind into his mind. His mind was running rapidly, and he subconsciously analyzed every movement of the undead soldiers.
The first is the spearhead, which 'slowly' moves forward with the wrist, followed by the shoulder, the shoulder plate shakes 'slightly', and the third is the waist, which is driven by the arm.
All the undead soldiers made the same action at this moment. Zhong Ye constructed the flight trajectories of all the spear throwing in his mind. The spear throwing formed an interception net. No matter where he ran, he would be hit by the spear throwing .
Conventional methods cannot break through the predicament. Only by breaking the stereotype of thinking can we find a way out.
Zhong Ye took a quick breath, mobilizing his breath to circulate in his body, the tiles under his feet suddenly cracked, and only heard a "crash", the tiles suddenly collapsed.
hum-
boom! boom! boom!
Some of the spears flew through the sky, some crashed into walls, and some shot through windows. In the perception of the undead soldiers, the fire of life was still strong.
Suddenly, a black shadow flew out of the room and hit the head of an undead soldier, causing his head to fall back. The connection between the helmet and the neck armor, and the neck armor and the breastplate suddenly tightened, and he fell down immediately.
Click!
Zhong Ye smashed through the window and jumped out of the house, his body was covered in dust, but he didn't look in the slightest distress.
With the violently beating heart and the rapidly flowing breath, Zhong Ye unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth, his heart filled with indescribable excitement.
--limit!He once again touched his 'limit'!
His bright eyes stared at the undead soldiers, his body moved suddenly, and before all the undead soldiers could react, he kicked the head of the undead at the front of the queue.
The moment the soles of the boots collided with the helmet, the 'qi' infused into the feet vibrated suddenly, spreading a frequency, passing through the thick, fully enclosed helmet, and falling into the soul fire that supported their activities.
A faint blue flame burst out from the joint, and the corpse flew upside down, hit the companion, and was pulled to the ground at will.
[——Comprehension Skill: True Qi Infusion]
He didn't use [Skill Extraction Opportunity] to learn or comprehend. Through daily training and fighting, he gradually accumulated enough experience to figure out this skill by himself.
I don't know if this technique is recognized as a 'skill' by the system, but he knows that he can use this technique to kill enemies, and that's enough!
The other undead soldiers were unmoved by the demise of their companions, and they rushed forward with the weapons in their hands.
Zhong Ye took another deep breath, and retreated violently.
Although this technique is powerful, it also consumes a lot of breath. Without affecting normal movement and breathing, he estimates that he can only use it once in three to five minutes. After using it, he needs a few minutes to recover.
Seeing those undead soldiers chasing after him, Zhong Ye slowed down a little and glanced in the direction of the church.
He has come to another street, and at the end of this street is the church.
There were shadows around the church, and many undead soldiers stood in the shadows. They also discovered Zhong Ye's existence and moved.
"Fire!"
An order pierced the night sky, and gunshots sounded in response to the prayers of the fleeing team.
Bang, bang, bang—
Gunshots continued one after another, and gunpowder smoke curled up, swept by the night wind, and enveloped the army of the undead.
The door of the church on this side suddenly opened, and a group of temple guards and mercenaries came out of it. One of the mercenaries shouted angrily: "Eastern native, you should still remember what you are going to do?"
--it's time!
"rush!!"
Although she couldn't see what was happening in front of her, the middle-aged woman resolutely picked up the wooden stick in her hand and led the team out of the house, "Everyone, don't stop, this is our only chance! If you don't want to die, don't stop!" Down!"
Regardless of men, women, young or old, everyone had fear on their faces, but rather than staying there waiting to die, they wanted to seize this chance of survival.
Men of middle age and children of half age stood on the periphery of the line, and the old and weak women and children were protected inside by them, and the owner of the exorcism utensils also handed them the items.
Zhong Ye has already helped them lure away the undead soldiers on this street, and someone from the church also came out to clear the way for them. This is an excellent opportunity!
When they ran across the long street and turned into another street, the fleeing team saw Zhong Ye wrestling with a dozen or so undead soldiers alone, and their hearts were shocked.
"May the moonlight have mercy on you!"
The two acolytes who had been relying on divine spells and not using them saw the team of 60 to [-] people appearing on the street corner, their faces were filled with joy, and they chanted at the same time.
Two beams of silver moonlight fell, one shone above the fleeing team, and the other fell on Zhong Ye.
Physical strength instantly filled his body, and Zhong Ye's eyes burst into light. He threw down the scarred sword, and suddenly pulled out the long sword that had been carried behind his back, and directly chopped off the head of the undead soldier in front of him. Armor can't stop it.
At this moment, his body was filled with strength—he dragged his exhausted body to fight these guys just now.
He raised his leg and kicked the ankle of the undead beside him, and when it fell sideways, he suddenly raised his knee and hit his head.
On the other side, he raised his hand to grab the head of another undead soldier and twisted it off.
Temple guards and mercenaries pushed back the undead soldiers surrounding the church, opening a passage for the fleeing party.
The two acolytes stood panting at the door, raising their voices to command.
At this moment, Zhong Ye moved his ears and heard the sound of other undead soldiers moving further away. Although he felt a little regretful, he still took advantage of a undead soldier to bounce back and ran towards the church.
"what!"
Due to the potholes on the road, a teenager failed to pay attention to the situation under his feet when he was vigilant about his surroundings, and fell to the ground.
"Run forward, don't stop!"
Zhong Ye yelled violently, causing the others to withdraw their thoughts of rescue.
When passing by the boy, Zhong Ye reached out to pick it up and threw it on his shoulder.
The young man felt pain, but he didn't complain, on the contrary, he was only grateful to Zhong Ye.
After everyone ran into the church, the team of temple guards and mercenaries also shrank back, and the sound of gunfire resounded through the night sky again, preventing the undead soldiers from launching long-range attacks.
Finally, all retreated alive to the church before other undead soldiers came to their aid.
In the distance, Feisaler withdrew his attention as if realizing something, stepped on the corpses and blood stains, looked up at the towering city wall, and 'saw' those soldiers' eyes tearing apart, with a bit of fear in their anger.
Then it made its first 'laugh' after waking up: "Get ready to face death and fear..."
(End of this chapter)
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