ebookslot Chapter 394 What Credit Do You Have?
Chapter 394 What Credit Do You Have?
Finally, the five zombies on the second level of the pyramid finally landed on the ground.
Their expressions were exactly the same as those of the zombies who fell first.
They were all extremely excited and ecstatic.
But again, they didn't do anything else.
Instead, he knelt directly on the ground and shouted loudly: "Welcome the Lord of Zombies to Blue Star!"
By now, Wesker finally understood.
The only zombie left in the sky is the strongest of the zombie clan and the master of the zombies, the source of their bloodline!
At this time, Wesker no longer had any thoughts of resistance.
The zombie lord is not something that a little SSS-level zombie like him can deal with.
finally.
The zombie master's feet slowly landed on the ground.
The terrifying bloodline pressure appeared on all the zombies instantly, making them unable to lift their heads.
At this moment, the zombie lord suddenly laughed.
Just after the zombie master laughed, the pressure on all the zombies instantly dissipated.
"Hahahaha, finally back!"
"The air in Blue Star is still so sweet! It's worth all the hard work I put in!"
The zombies who followed the zombie master to Blue Star slowly stood up.
However, Wesker still did not dare to make any move, and the zombies outside the hills were still kneeling on the ground.
At this time, the Zombie Lord seemed to have discovered Wesker's existence.
With a faint smile on his face, he walked up to Wesker.
"You are very good." The zombie lord said.
The zombie lord is still in a good mood.
Although I wasted a lot of my original power before, the result was good.
Just being able to return to Blue Star is enough.
Moreover, the most important thing is that the strong men from other ethnic groups in the deserted land did not come back together.
I want to control the entire Blue Star, easily and simply.
Hearing the words of the zombie lord, Wesker's face lit up.
Although he didn't want to surrender to others, he was more afraid that the zombie lord would attack him as soon as he arrived at Blue Star.
The Zombie Lord looked at the millions of zombies around the hill and said with satisfaction: "During my absence from Blue Star, it seems that the zombie clan has developed quite well, and you have contributed a lot to it."
Thousands of years ago, there were only a few hundred thousand zombies on the entire Blue Star.
Unexpectedly, it has now reached several million, an increase of ten times.
In the view of the zombie master, this should be the credit of the zombie named Wesker in front of him.
After all, ten thousand years ago, the population on the entire Blue Star was only tens of millions.
The zombie clan, perhaps under the leadership of Wesker, has become the largest group in Blue Star.
Hearing these words, Wesker was suddenly startled.
Your own merit?
What credit do you have?
Is the zombie clan developing well?
What a great place!
They are all hiding on this island, not daring to go out.
…
At this time, the zombie master didn't care so much.
He had just returned to Blue Star and had to establish his prestige.
The zombie master scratched his finger with his nail, and a drop of golden blood slowly squeezed out.
The Lord of Zombies looked around and spoke slowly: "I have always been clear about rewards and punishments. If you have merit, you will naturally be rewarded."
"This drop of original blood should be able to increase your strength by two levels in a row!"
The zombie lord flicked it lightly, and the drop of golden blood flew to Wesker's forehead instantly.
Wesker didn't react at all, but felt something penetrate into his body through the skin of his forehead.
Immediately afterwards, Wesker's entire body turned red.
There seemed to be terrifying heat flowing through his body.
"ah!!"
Wesker looked up to the sky and roared.
The terrifying sound shocked the surrounding zombies and hurriedly covered their ears.
In just a few minutes, Wesker's strength has undergone earth-shaking changes.
His level has surprisingly evolved to the primary level of Corpse King!
Wesker's body also became stronger and taller, almost the same as the five cronies of the zombie lord.
Wesker was excited.
He finally surrendered to the Zombie Lord from the bottom of his heart.
At this time, he felt that he was dozens of times stronger.
Even when facing those terrifying immortal cultivators, he was sure of victory.
Wesker hurriedly knelt on the ground again and said respectfully to the Lord of the Zombies: "Thank you, Lord of the Zombies, for your reward. I am willing to be your humblest servant and do anything for you."
The zombie master nodded with satisfaction.
He paid a drop of his original blood and wanted this effect.
Just when the zombie lord was about to say something, he suddenly frowned.
It seems that something has been discovered.
The zombie lord raised his head and looked at the sky in the distance.
In the pitch-black night, there seemed to be a small black dot standing in the sky, quietly observing himself.
"what is that?"
"Is it other ethnic groups on Blue Star?"
"You can actually fly? It seems that you are pretty strong!"
The Lord of Zombies narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "That friend who is peeping is hiding his head and showing his tail. It's better to come out and show off."
Hearing the Zombie Lord's words, the millions of zombies present raised their heads at the same time and followed the Zombie Lord's gaze to the sky in the distance.
However, ordinary zombies can't see anything.
Only the zombie master, his five cronies, and Wesker, who had just reached the realm of the zombie king, could barely see the black shadow.
At this time, Wesker's eyes suddenly lit up and he said respectfully to the zombie master: "Master, I am willing to kill that peeper!"
Wesker had just gained great strength, so he naturally wanted to perform well.
The zombie lord nodded slightly.
Wesker stood up, and his body slowly floated up.
He actually also has the ability to fly in the air.
Wesker slowly flew in the direction of the shadow.
Although he could only fly slowly, he was quite excited.
…
In the sky.
Yang Hao stood in the air, the top-grade flying sword floating beside him slowly.
He couldn't fully understand what the Lord of Zombies and Wesker said.
He studied English as a child, but not much.
Only know some relatively simple words.
But when he saw the zombie flying towards him with an evil look on his face, Yang Hao probably understood that he was going to have a battle.
only.
The opponent's flying speed seems a bit slow.
If you keep waiting like this, it will probably take several minutes before he can fly in front of you.
Yang Hao thought for a moment, then walked towards Wesker.
Yang Hao decided to end this experience as soon as possible.
Spending time here is worse than going back to practice in seclusion.
…
Just when Yang Hao flew towards Wesker.
on the ground.
The zombie lord suddenly widened his eyes with shock on his face.
"What!"
"So fast?"
"Could it be that this guy is the strongest person in the Chinese clan?"
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