Vol 4 Chapter 37: Capture zombies

Deep in the dark dense forest, a sharp woman's voice sounded. The tone and tone of the voice were very strange. Just listening to the voice made people uncomfortable.
"Why doesn't that stupid zombie come back? It's been two days."
A crunching and sour voice came from a white skeleton body, which was the voice it was answering the woman's question.
"Maybe I can't help it. Its desire to kill is too strong, so strong that it can ignore the supreme mission. In fact, I can understand it. If I see a living person, I can't help it either."
As a skeleton, it has no human vocal organs and can only rely on the fluctuation of the soul to transmit information. This information cannot be heard by humans, but it is a normal language for the undead.
"We, the mission, don't need zombies, it's too stupid..." This is a corpse wearing armor and holding an elite weapon. It can skillfully use the fighting skills of his life, and its body is not as rigid as the zombie. It is a black body. warrior.
On the other side, a normal zombie roared dissatisfiedly at the black warrior. The disobedient one was the mutant zombie, what did it have to do with it.
The ghost floated to the middle, and the green eyes stared at the other undead creatures, making them stop arguing.
With the glimmer of the ghost body, several monsters also appeared in the darkness.
In addition to the two Level 4 undeads, the Black Warrior and the Skeleton just mentioned, there is also an ordinary Level 3 zombie and a suture monster with thick water flowing all over the body.
Standing in the middle was the strongest undead among them, a naked fifth-level ghost.
There were black blood tears in the corner of Ghost's eyes, and there were many scars on his body, except for these, she was an extremely beautiful woman.
Before she was alive, she was a rich lady who was tricked into in a castle deep in the mountains. After being tortured and humiliated, she was buried alive and suffocated to death. The powerful resentment turned her into an angry ghost. She killed the castle in that castle. No one turned the castle into a famous fierce land. Before meeting the old grave guard, she was an extremely rare third-level undead creature in Ceylon.
"Supreme gives us the important task. I will not allow us to fail. If that stupid zombie comes back, I will kill it myself..."
The five undead began to move on, looking for something they didn't understand, just because of an order from the old man.
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In the camp, among the crowd's onlookers, the zombies rushed towards Horn with a roar. After all, the way of thinking of undead creatures is different from that of normal humans. If they feel afraid, they should eliminate the source of fear instead of running away.
But as soon as it ran for two steps, Jacob blocked it in front of it, holding the long sword in both hands, and flew out with a light swipe!
This zombie is only a third-level creature, and although the speed is not slow, but the action is very stiff, Jacob hit it just like playing.
"Hey, don't kill it yet." Horn anxiously restrained Jacob. This is good research material. If it is killed by Jacob in this way, it would be a big waste.
But he soon discovered that his worries were unnecessary. The zombie stood up from the ground with a long sword mark on his chest, but it was only less than half a centimeter deep, although it was Jacob’s casual sword. But it is also enough to see the toughness of this zombie's body.
Jacob's face was a little gloomy, and a mere three-level undead who had no defense at all took his own sword and immediately stood up alive and kicking, which made him a little unacceptable.
"Very good, very good, this zombie's body has a strength far beyond the normal level three creatures. Captain Jacob, please subdue it, but don't kill it. I have some research I want to do."
Jacob was a bit dissatisfied with Horn's direct command of him, but he still did as Horn's request. Although these three-level undead were a bit strong, he was still sure to restrain it.
After playing for a while, he realized that things were not that easy. It was easy for him to defeat the zombie. He could cut the zombie into pieces with some strength, but it was a bit difficult for him to catch it alive.
This guy is a dead thing, but his vitality is amazing. Jacob even cut off one of his feet and even cut a few swords at the position of the hamstrings. This guy still couldn't stop.
In the end, Terry and Horne joined forces to hold down the zombie with the hands of a mage, Jacob nailed it to the ground with a few ordinary soldiers’ weapons, and then its body was carried by Horne. Lei Yin firmly fixed to the ground.
Thunder Silver is very easy to handle for Horn, so Horn has always carried a ball with him.
The mere three-level zombies can't break free from Horn's shackles. This creature who likes to devour lives is now completely a lamb to be slaughtered in Horn's hands.
Through the previous battle, Horn has somewhat grasped some of the characteristics of this zombie. It is very fast, has a particularly strong body, and is stronger than a normal third-level fighter, but because of its stiffness~EbookFREE.me~ Its combat skills in close combat are not as powerful as Horn.
There are no obvious shortcomings in physics. In terms of combat effectiveness, it should be inferior to the normal third-level fighters, but it is much more skinny than the third-level fighters.
"Well, can you pitch me a tent here? I want to study this thing." Horn said to Jacob.
"I'll brighten this place for you, can't you just study it here?" Jacob obviously didn't want to give Horn back a tent in the evening.
"Of course, if you don't mind, I will just do it here."
Horn took out a thunder silver knife, swiped it into the zombie's stomach, and brought out a string of mucus with a strong smell and death breath. The zombie wailed in pain, and everyone couldn't help but frown.
Under the threat of the smell and strange noise, Jacob obediently obeyed Horn's words and covered the zombie in a tent. If you don't set up a tent for him, don't think about sleeping today.
Horn first released a sound insulation technique on the tent, and then walked into the tent with a grinning glaring eyes. He could not hear the sound, but he could see through the light that Horn inside was doing some terrible things.
"Hello, Senator Terry, is there really no problem with Mage Edward in this state now..." Al with the green algae head tremblingly said to Terry.
Terry took a gulp of strong wine and said: "You are still young, most of the powerful magicians are like this."
"But you are not like this, are you not good?" Altian asked.
Terry: "..."
"Also, I heard Senator Sharon say that drinking will affect the progress of magic, is it okay for you to drink spirits directly?"
Terry: "..."
This guy is not cute at all...