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 and

were far away, Dennis

his mouth lifted at

and the others

fire that shot up to the sky reddened the

Town was turned into ashes

the explosion was instantly cleared

and burned them into ashes in an

of corpses stopped at this

the process would not

price of half of the town being destroyed

could earn a chance for those who survived,

flames didn’t engulf

and tore the zombies off his body

was slammed into the wall, blood spraying out of his

But he was smiling.

on his body was no

he staggered to his feet, looking for a broken sword

Dennis gasped.

the looming images of the zombies, he

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

and explosions had indeed blocked the sea of

lasted about

the group of zombies rushed

less than a quarter

of them was seriously

guards, like Dennis, gritted their teeth and endured

picked up the weapons that had been left

they didn’t pick up any, then they would

fearlessness filled them as

burned by fire, and half of their bodies were still

and became more

Dennis Miller stepped forward.

he should not be able to

had to pull at least one,

of this, he suddenly felt that his whole body was full of

100 meters…

60 meters…

30 meters…

zombies, Dennis tightened his grip on

this point that a black shadow suddenly descended from the sky and landed

began

zombies

he saw that not far ahead of him was a young man who looked about

man was a little older than

had the imposing manner of a

Dennis

man held a long halberd in his

in his heart that he had never seen such a weapon

halberd’s entire

blade, there were dark red