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

were far away, Dennis could still

corners of his mouth lifted at

the others have

that shot up to

Town was turned into ashes in

by the explosion was instantly cleared out of the

swallowed the zombies and burned them into ashes

sea of corpses stopped at this

the process would not

paid the price of half of the town being destroyed

as long as he could earn a chance for those who survived,

didn’t

him up and tore the zombies off his body into

was slammed into the wall, blood

But he was smiling.

on his body was

against the wall, he staggered to his feet, looking for a

Dennis gasped.

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

through the flames, as long as he did not fall down, he would stand

indeed blocked the

lasted

the group of zombies rushed

than a quarter of the hundreds

them

other guards, like Dennis, gritted their teeth and endured the

up the weapons that

pick up any, then they would grab onto a brick

feeling of fearlessness filled them as they walked toward the

fire, and half of their bodies were

were incomplete and became more

Dennis Miller stepped forward.

he should not be

before that, he had to pull at least one, no,

that his whole body

100 meters…

60 meters…

30 meters…

zombies, Dennis tightened

black shadow suddenly descended

heart began to

there zombies in

of him was a young man who looked about the

the young man was a little older

this young man had the imposing

him, Dennis had the urge

man held a

that he had

halberd’s entire body

the blade, there