I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler Chapter 558

   Chapter 558 557. Zombies

   When he reached the seven hundred steps, Lu Jun felt that the surroundings became a little colder.

  The fog is getting thicker and thicker, and it is almost impossible to see the surrounding scenery.

  Lu Kizuna felt like he was walking on the clouds, only the steps under his feet could prove that he was moving forward.

In this absolute silence, Lu Bian saw that those mists were like spreading pollution, bit by bit burrowing into his body. If he were an ordinary person, then he might fall into a slight mental disorder after inhaling the mist. , hallucinations, mania, depression and other symptoms.

   And for those who have been polluted to a certain extent

   Such mist may instead strengthen the supernatural power brought by their pollution, creating an illusion.

   Continuing to walk forward, Lu Bian suddenly saw a person standing two or three steps away from him.

   The man was bloated, as if his body had been poisoned by alcohol. He stood there, light and airy, as if he was about to fall down.

  Looking from the back, Lu Bian quickly recognized that this was the seventh master.

   "Seventh Master?"

   The other party didn't seem to notice Lu Bian's approach at all. Lu Bian took three and two steps, came to the position one step behind him, and called out.

   nothing happens.

  Lu Bian took a look and found that the seventh master was confused, as if he hadn't woken up, or as if something disturbed his mind and lost consciousness, standing there like a puppet.

   He poked the seventh master.

   Different from the first look, the seventh master's body is very stiff, like a dead person. .

   Lu Kizuna took another step forward.

   He turned his head and saw that the seventh master's face was ashen, with black in his paleness, and both eyes were red, as if he had taken a deep breath, and the blood was rushing to his head.

   This situation makes people shudder.

   "Seventh Master?"

   Lu Kizuna patted the other person's shoulder.

   In an instant, fine white fluff grew on Qiye's face, his fingernails became longer, his skin darkened, and his eyes turned red.

   There was some kind of peculiar cry in his throat, and the seventh master rushed towards the landing.

   His strength was so great that even the steps cracked.

   The sharp nails appear to be contaminated with toxins that can cause serious injury if touched by scratches.

  The Seventh Master is like the giant zombies in the rumors, fierce and vicious.

   But who is Lu Bian, he has traveled in foreign lands for so many years, and he has experienced hundreds of battles, and he has never seen any big winds and waves.

   Facing the attack of the zombie seventh master, Lu Bian raised his right hand directly, and his fists met.

  Push——

   However, the situation of the strong collision did not appear. When Lu Bian's palm touched the seventh master of the zombie, it immediately melted and turned into dark mud, tightly wrapping the hand of the seventh master of the zombie.

The dark purple poison immediately spread with the contact between the two. If it was replaced by an ordinary person, in this case, he would have lost his ability to fight. The corpse poison would flow with the blood, from the wound to the heart, and then from the heart to the whole body. , and eventually fell down quickly and became a zombie.

   But to Lukan, this level of pollution was nothing.

   Through the toxins flowing into his body, he gained some slight knowledge.

  The so-called zombie, corpse transformation, is essentially the alienation caused by pollution. The knowledge of making zombies or mummies has certain pollution, and zombies made by this method are naturally the aggregates of pollution.

  It's just that this one in front of you.

The    melted land ties spread rapidly, binding the zombie firmly.

  Even though the opponent possessed power beyond the limits of human beings, it was as if his fist had hit the water, and he was soon completely bound by Lu Han, and then turned into a thick black fog that disappeared with the wind.

   The steps in front of Lu Kizuna suddenly opened up.

   "Pollution creates a certain illusion through the intake of the mind. Because in this era, the default I see is the Seventh Master who has transformed into a corpse?"

   Probably because among these people, Lu Bian only had a certain impression of the pirates like Seventh Master, and most of this impression came from various film and game works, so he had the situation just now.

   He looked forward and could already see a platform, like the end point.

   Lu Kump stepped up and came to the position of the thousandth step.

   It seems to be a pavilion for resting, the wooden structure smells of decay in the damp fog.

  The pavilion was empty, not a single person could be seen.

  Lu Kizuna still didn't look back, he stood there and waited for a while.

Behind   , there seemed to be whispering voices, like a song, in Lu Bian's ears, but Lu Bian just stood there motionless.

To say that this is a thousand steps or two thousand steps, Lu Bian prefers to believe it is a thousand steps, because according to the principle of simplicity, I believe that He Chong is the easiest. There are too many contradictions in the information on the road. .

   After standing for about five minutes, Lu Kan felt that the dense fog around him had completely dissipated.

   He saw that a road appeared around the pavilion, leading to a building located in the forest not far away.

   "Looks like it's here."

Lu Bian strode forward and came to a courtyard. It was like a gymnasium or a temple. It had a simple and simple quality. At least a hundred years later, Lu Bian had not seen anything similar on Jiangcheng Mountain. architecture.

   At the same time, he looked back with his melted self, and nothing happened, it seemed that he had indeed reached the end.

   And the first.

Lu Bian walked into the house and saw an ink painting hanging in the hallway. Between the mountains and rivers, several people were fighting a monster in the mountains. The monster seemed to have several eyes and its whole body was made of tentacles, although it was an ink painting. , but can also reveal the twist and madness of this monster.

  There are nine chairs in the foyer, which seem to correspond to each of the nine classes.

   "I don't know if there is anything to eat."

  Lu Kian looked back and saw that there were several rooms for people to live in, and then he touched the kitchen. He saw that there were many fresh ingredients prepared in it, including vegetables and meat. In this chaotic age, it was considered luxurious and rich.

   After thinking about it, Lu Kian directly picked up the kitchen knife and started cooking at his own level.

   After ten minutes, he threw the properly disposed chicken into the pot and simmered, and after waiting for a while, Lu Bian heard a loud noise from outside.

   He glanced at it, it seemed that someone else had arrived and was making a noise.

   ". It seems like that."

  Lu Bian first heard Dai Yuanyang's voice.

   He stood at a distance from the others, looking like there was some dirt on his body, but he was the closest to the house.

   "Are you really the first to arrive?"

   The potbellied Seventh Master asked hesitantly, but looking at the others, no one could stand up to refute Dai Yuanyang.

   "I said that I, who developed my own potential with the help of foreign advanced technology, is the direction that Jiuliu should really develop in. Everyone, this is the ironclad proof."

  Dai Yuanyang seemed to be quite proud.

   Hearing this, Lu Bian lifted the lid and looked at the stewed chicken in the pot.

"almost."

   He walked out of the kitchen and shouted at the quarrelling Jiu Chuan people.

   "Stop arguing, let's have dinner."

   (end of this chapter)

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