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.

unparalleled power, instantly swept over

Dennis could still sense the

of his mouth lifted at this

the others have

up to the sky reddened the

was turned into ashes

generated by the explosion was instantly cleared out

the zombies and

moving sea of corpses stopped at this

would not

the town being

as long as he could earn a chance for

didn’t engulf

the surging air blast rolled him up and tore

the wall, blood spraying out

But he was smiling.

wound on his body

staggered to his feet, looking for a broken sword that had

Dennis gasped.

looming images of the zombies, he tried

did not fall down, he would stand

explosions had indeed

only lasted about 15

group of zombies

than a quarter of the hundreds of people

them

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

up the weapons that had been left

pick up any, then they would grab

them as they walked toward

and half of their bodies

incomplete and

Dennis Miller stepped forward.

he should not be able to

before that, he had to pull at

suddenly felt that his whole body was

100 meters…

60 meters…

30 meters…

Dennis tightened his grip on the

suddenly descended from the sky and landed in front of

began to

zombies in the

the next moment, he saw that not far ahead of him

man was

man had the imposing manner

next to him, Dennis had the

man held a long halberd in his

swore in his heart that he had never seen

halberd’s entire

of the blade,