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 swept over the

far away, Dennis

corners of his mouth

and the others

to the sky reddened the

Town was turned into ashes in

power generated by the explosion was instantly cleared out

flames swallowed the zombies and burned them into ashes

of corpses

the process would not last

paid the price of half of the town

he could earn a chance for those who survived, it was

flames didn’t

and tore the zombies off his

the wall, blood

But he was smiling.

that the wound on his

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

Dennis gasped.

of the zombies, he tried his best to recover his

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

had indeed blocked

only lasted about 15

of zombies rushed over

a quarter of the

each of them

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

picked up the weapons that had been

didn’t pick up any, then they would grab onto a brick

fearlessness filled them as

burned by fire, and half of their bodies

and became

Dennis Miller stepped forward.

time, he should not be able

had to pull at

this, he suddenly felt that his whole body was full

100 meters…

60 meters…

30 meters…

he neared the zombies, Dennis tightened his grip

at this point that a black shadow suddenly descended from the

heart began

there zombies

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

the young man was a little older than

the imposing manner of a

him, Dennis had

man held a long

his heart that he had never seen such a

halberd’s entire

the blade, there were dark red