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"This is the sacrifice?"

London, inside an unknown church.

Voodoo warlock Narcissus looked at the shadow corpse brought back by the revival corpse, and the expression on the gloomy face under the cloak changed.

Going forward and staring at the motionless shadow corpse, Narcissus was very curious about what kind of corpse it was, so that the high priest sent him from a long distance to find it.

His eyes fell on the yellow rune paper pasted on the forehead of Yin Corpse, and a look of doubt flashed in Narcissus' eyes.

Without too much hesitation, he reached out and lifted the talisman paper.

As the talisman paper was lifted, the shadow corpse, who had stood motionless in front of Narcissus, suddenly opened his eyes.

The blood from the black robbers stimulated it to make crazy attacks on Narcissus in front of him.

"Revive the corpse, stop it!"

Almost, was injured by the sharp fingernails of Yin Corpse.

Narcissus hurriedly opened his mouth and shouted to the revived corpse beside him.

Hearing the master's order, the silent revival corpse stepped forward and stopped the mad shadow corpse in front of Narcissus.

Bang!

However, in the face of the reincarnated corpse blocking the way, the shadow corpse waved its stiff arms like two iron rods and hit the reincarnated corpse. With a series of sounds of broken bones, it was able to easily deal with the reincarnated corpses of several robbers. Unable to hold on to a move under Yin Shi's hands, he was defeated.

The powerful force smashed the bones of the revival corpse into a pulp.

Even if the revived corpse in the state of the living dead does not have any consciousness, it is not afraid of life and death.

However, the broken bones made it impossible to fight again.

He moved his body, trying to execute the order of protection, but the broken bones couldn't support the revived corpse and stand up again.

"how is this possible!"

Looking at the revived corpse that fell down with just one blow.

The voodoo warlock Narcissus couldn't help showing a shocked expression on his gloomy face. As the owner of the revival corpse, he knew better than anyone the power of the revival corpse.

This kind of servant who is not afraid of life and death is the most trusted slave of voodoo wizards.

Especially after the Great Purge, the existence of any revived corpse is an extremely valuable asset for voodoo warlocks.

This time, if it weren't for the order of the high priest, Narcissus would not have performed a ritual to produce this revival corpse.

In his mind, the thought of the resurrected corpse was fleeting.

Narcissus looked at the uncontrollable shadow corpse in front of him, and reached out to take something out of the cloak.

But, at this moment, the mad corpse in the church suddenly stopped his waving hands, twitching his nose as if he was smelling something.

Soon, under the gaze of Narcissus, the corpse fell on the ground and came to the toad in the center of the altar, lowered his head and opened his mouth and began to **** the dark blood from the wound on the back of the toad.

"This is?"

Looking at the shadow corpse lying on top of the voodoo toad sucking blood, Narcissus showed a hesitant look on his face.

at this time.

The flames around the altar began to beat again, and with the flashing light, the distorted face of the high priest appeared in it, making a huge roar.

"Narsis!"

"High Priest!"

Looking at the high priest who appeared in the flames, Narcissus didn't have time to take care of the changes in the shadow corpse, turned around and knelt in the church, shouting in awe.

"Have you got it, sacrifice!"

"Or did you let me down again?"

In the beating flames, the high priest's face was constantly flashing with a twisted expression, and he questioned Narcissus.

"As a matter of fact, I have already received the offering, High Priest."

Turning his head and sweeping over the shadow corpse that was still sucking blood behind him, Narcissus replied in awe.

"very good."

Hearing Narcissus' words, the face of the high priest in the flames jumped.

"With the offerings, we can pass the ceremony to welcome the return of the Queen of Voodoo."

"Bring the offering back."

The flames around the altar, along with the sound of the last words of the high priest, returned to their previous burning state.

Slowly getting up from the ground, Narcissus glanced at the motionless corpse on the ground.

"Roar."

Behind him, the corpse of Yin, who had been lying on the ground, straightened up, revealing the shriveled toad corpse in the center of the altar.

It opened its mouth covered with dark blood, and two sharp teeth appeared in its mouth.

"Since you like drinking blood so much, then..."

Looking at the changes on the shadow corpse, the eyes under Narcissus' cloak flickered, and he reached out and grabbed the revived corpse on the ground and sent it to the shadow corpse.

Twitching his nose, facing the reincarnated corpse brought to the door, Yin Zhe opened his mouth without hesitation, bit his sharp teeth on the neck of the reincarnated corpse and began to take a big mouthful of food.

In the church, looking at the shadowy corpse with its mouth full of blood, Narcissus began to mutter to himself: "It's a pity that such a powerful corpse is only used as a sacrifice for the queen, the corpse, the powerful corpse is you. The best place to stay."

If you can transform this powerful corpse in front of you into a revived corpse.

Then ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ he may no longer need to fear the power of the high priest, and even instead, become the new high priest of voodoo.

...

"...I don't have the vision, I'm so masculine, I don't choose a handsome person, I just go to get together with that bald ghost..."

"And that ghost guy, your head is so bald, but you're too embarrassed to come out to chat, you're not afraid that you won't make up for it, the baldness is even worse..."

in the hotel.

After a failed round of chatting up, Ah Hao shuffled his steps and walked into the elevator with a broken face.

Originally, he heard that foreign women are bold and bold, thinking that it would be a good opportunity for him, but when he actually tried it, he realized that it is useless to be bold. The object is also useless in front of it.

After soaking in the pool for more than an hour and smirking, I realized that I was just useless.

Ah Hao had to angrily end the conversation that he had ended before he even started.

Ding-dong-

When he came to his own floor, Ah Hao unconsciously froze.

After soaking in the water for more than an hour, he is shaking all over now, and even his head is not sober.

"When I went out, did I forget to close the door?"

When he came to the door of the room, looking at the open door, Ah Hao showed a puzzled expression on his face.

After soaking in the water for more than an hour, he can't remember what happened when he went out.

"Oops!"

However, when he noticed the broken door lock, his expression changed drastically.

He rushed to the bathroom in a hurry.

"It's miserable, it's miserable."

"I actually lost my ancestors!"