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.

instantly swept over the place

far away, Dennis could still sense the destructive

his mouth

and the others

up to the

was turned

explosion was instantly cleared out

zombies and burned them into ashes in an

constantly moving sea of

the process would not last

the town being destroyed and hundreds of people losing their

long as he could earn a chance for

didn’t

blast rolled him up and tore the zombies off his body

wall, blood spraying

But he was smiling.

seemed that the wound on his body was no longer so

looking for a broken sword that had fallen off of

Dennis gasped.

looked at the looming images of the zombies,

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

and explosions had indeed blocked

it only lasted about 15

group of

a quarter of

of them

gritted their teeth and

picked up the weapons that had been left

any, then they would grab onto a brick

as they walked toward the sea of

fire, and half

were incomplete and became more

Dennis Miller stepped forward.

not be able to

pull at

suddenly felt that

100 meters…

60 meters…

30 meters…

neared the zombies, Dennis tightened his

that a black shadow suddenly descended

began to

zombies

next moment, he saw that not far ahead of him was a

was a little older than

had the imposing manner of a

Dennis had the

man held a long halberd

heart that he had never seen such

halberd’s entire

the edge of the blade, there