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"Crazy!"
A leather whip suddenly lashed out from the side, and with just this, a deep, bone-visible scar appeared on the zombie's arm!
The mother of coolies, Myossage, rushed over from the side while cursing,
"You just had a little spirituality, and you don't know where to put yourself. I don't even dare to talk to Lord Matthew like you!
"Kneel down!"
As she spoke, she whipped the zombie again.
The soul fire of the lonely zombie trembled violently.
However, he still raised his chin stubbornly and proudly.
"I am a god!
"Gods will not kneel before a mortal!"
A hideous smile appeared on Myossage's fat and ugly face.
"God, right?
"You don't want to kneel, right?"
She whipped the zombie's knees three tis in a row, and the latter's kneecaps were instantly shattered.
His body started to sway.
But even so.
With the support of so kind of power, he did not kneel down!
This completely angered Myosacce.
The fat Mother of Slaves pounced over and pressed down on the zombie's back!
Step, step, step!
The sound of bones breaking rang out one after another.
This ti, the zombie finally could not hold on any longer. He staggered and knelt on the ground. His hands also supported him in the mud, barely maintaining his balance and dignity.
The Mother of Slaves grinned hideously and used her huge weight to suppress the zombie's movents.
Then, she used all kinds of thods to ravage the other party.
"Didn't I teach you a lesson last ti?
"Do you still dare to offend Lord Matthew?
"Do you want to do it again?"
Then, she raised her head and said to Matthew confidently,
" Lord Matthew, this zombie has gained a bit of spirituality. He suddenly drifted away. Let take him away. This ti, I must ta him!"
Matthew had yet to express his opinion.
The zombie that was pressed under her struggled to raise her head.
"I'm really a god!
"Although I don't rember most of the things, I know so secrets…"
The Mother of Slaves grabbed his head and kicked it into the mud.
"Perhaps you were once a big shot.
" But you're just a zombie now. If you can't figure out your place, then I'll have to help you!"
After saying this.
A loud and clear syllable burst out from her throat.
Not long after, four muscular coolie zombies rushed over.
They held the tall zombie from all directions. Under the latter's humiliating gaze, they carried him to a dry well on the second floor of the cetery and threw him in!
This dry well was the residence of Myossage.
There was another world in the well, which was the place she usually used to ta the zombies.
At this ti.
Myossage's fat figure jumped in after him.
Very quickly.
Waves of wails ca from the bottom of the dry well.
At the edge of the dry well.
After observing for a while, Matthew's expression was still solemn.
He had already guessed it the mont the zombie opened his mouth, not to ntion that his perception had already gathered new information on the data panel.
..
[Hint: The Dracolich's puppet attempted to parasitize the " lonely zombie " and encountered strong resistance from the latter's spiritual space!
The lonely zombie passively released the divine fire and destroyed the Dracolich's puppet!
The Dragon Lich Stephanie died because of this.
Stephanie was successfully resurrected in the phylactery!
The lonely zombie has awakened a small amount of mories. You can sense that a little divine source of power has appeared in his soul fire!
That power was very likely to point to the following domains or divine positions.
War;
Fighting;
The sun;
Betrayal."
..
Although it was a little ridiculous, all kinds of strange signs showed that this zombie was very likely one of the divine fragnts that the second-generation God of War Vasnov threw to the human world!
Considering that the Witch of the Dragon Worship Sect had killed a lot on that night, this guy was most likely the last fragnt left behind by Vasnov!
If this was true.
Then this set of zombies could almost be regarded as Vasnov himself!
It was just a version of amnesia and losing most of his power…
"So this guy was the one who slipped through the net that night?"
Matthew was secretly shocked.
Although he had noticed the zombie's abnormality long ago, if the Dracolich's probing had not threatened the latter's spiritual space and triggered the unique Divine Fire and Divine Source, he would have been able to kill it.
He simply couldn't connect this humiliated undead in front of him with the high and mighty War God!
Perhaps reality was just so absurd and wonderful sotis.
"Has the God of War beco my zombie?"
Matthew spent more than ten minutes repeatedly confirming more details.
He began to think about how to deal with this guy.
This was the most important thing.
"It would be a pity to kill him directly."
Matthew calculated in his heart.
No matter what, the second-generation War God was once one of the three giants of the Heavenly Palace. The value that could be exploited from him was unimaginable.
Destruction was the least beneficial.
Of course, he was also very clear.
He had to report the fact that he had obtained the undead possessed by the War God to one of those big shots.
Isabelle, Edmond, or Soria.
After all, his strength and knowledge were still lacking. Even if he wanted to squeeze sothing out of the War God, it would be safer to cooperate with the big shots.
Therefore, when Matthew realized that the God of War was beside him, his first reaction was to look for Isabelle.
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