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.

with unparalleled power, instantly

Dennis could still sense

corners of his mouth lifted

the others have

shot up to the

was turned into ashes

power generated by the explosion was instantly cleared out of the sea

and burned them into ashes in an

constantly moving sea of corpses stopped at

the process would not last

the town being destroyed and hundreds of people losing their

could earn a chance for those who survived, it

flames didn’t engulf

rolled him up and tore

slammed into the wall, blood spraying out of

But he was smiling.

wound on his

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

Dennis gasped.

the zombies, he tried his best to recover his

long as he did not fall down,

had indeed blocked the sea

it only lasted

of zombies

were only less than a quarter of

of them was

gritted their teeth and endured the

picked up the weapons that had been

any, then they would grab onto a

filled them as they walked toward

had been burned by fire, and half of their bodies were still

were incomplete and became more

Dennis Miller stepped forward.

should not

he had to pull at least one, no, two

this, he suddenly felt that his whole body

100 meters…

60 meters…

30 meters…

Dennis tightened his grip

was at this point that a black shadow suddenly

heart began

there zombies

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

was a

the imposing manner of

him, Dennis had the urge

held a long halberd in

that he had

halberd’s entire

blade, there were dark red lines