The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Seven or eight zombies hung on your body, opened their huge mouths, and fiercely bit down.

Blood gushed out of their skin and flesh. When these zombies were closest, his dead companion was less than two feet away from Dennis Miller.

Dennis could see the unwillingness in his companion’s eyes as they slowly dropped to their knees.

There were five zombies lying on his body.

These zombies’ arms were like iron shovels, stabbing into the backs of his companions.

They bit on his companions’ legs and necks, and the wound were so deep that the bones could be seen.

After his companion fell to the ground, these zombies tore off the armor on the companion’s body as if they were tearing paper, opened the chest and opened the belly, and fought for the internal organs.

“You bastards!” Dennis roared.

Looking at the scene in front of him, he was not afraid at all.

At this moment, there was only extreme anger.

“Why are you dead people here?!”

Bang!

His arm seemed to be full of strength all of a sudden.

He smashed the head of the zombie in front of him into pieces.

If the zombie were a human, he would have been dead by now.

However, it didn’t matter if a zombie had a head or not.

The white bone claw grabbed Dennis by the neck Instantly, in the next second Dennis found it difficult to breathe.

At the same time, a chill ran down his back, and he felt a sharp pain.

Without even looking, he knew that it must be another zombie, it rushed up and bit his back.

Hot blood spurted out.

‘Am I going to die?’ Dennis’ eyes filled with regret.

“Unfortunately, I failed to stop these zombies…”

Blood kept gushing out, and the air in his lungs became less and less.

He could sense that the sky was growing darker and darker as it bore down on him.

At this time, he felt a tremor on the ground.

In the next moment, a huge roar, like a volcanic eruption, rushed over.

The ground cracked and broke.

Dennis’ eyes went wide as he saw what he would never forget.

A fire column, thick beyond description, rose from a corner of the town like a fire dragon.

power, instantly swept over the place and spread

though they were far away, Dennis could

his mouth lifted at

chief and the others

to the sky reddened the

of Mountain Town was turned into

was instantly cleared out of

rolling flames swallowed the zombies and

of corpses stopped

the process would not last

the price of half of the town being destroyed and hundreds of people losing their

a chance for

flames didn’t

surging air blast rolled him up and tore

slammed into the wall,

But he was smiling.

wound on his body

staggered to his feet, looking

Dennis gasped.

he looked at the looming images of the zombies, he tried

flames, as long as he did not fall down, he

had indeed blocked the sea

lasted about

the group of zombies

quarter of

each of them

gritted their teeth and

weapons that had been left

then they would grab onto a brick and

them as they walked

fire, and half of

and became more

Dennis Miller stepped forward.

he should not be able

that, he had to pull at

suddenly felt that his whole body was full

100 meters…

60 meters…

30 meters…

Dennis tightened his grip

at this point that a black shadow suddenly descended from the

heart began to

there zombies in the

him was a young man who looked about the same age as

was a little older

young man had the

him, Dennis had the urge

young man held a long halberd

in his heart that he had never

entire body

the blade, there were dark red