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

were far away, Dennis could still sense the

corners of his mouth lifted at this

and the

to the

turned into ashes

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

flames swallowed the zombies and burned them

moving sea of corpses

process would

the town being destroyed and hundreds

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

flames didn’t engulf

air blast rolled him up and tore the zombies off his body into

the wall, blood spraying out of

But he was smiling.

the wound on his

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

Dennis gasped.

the looming images of the zombies, he tried his best

flames, as long as he did not fall

had indeed blocked the

lasted about 15

of

quarter of

of them

other guards, like Dennis, gritted

the weapons that had been left

pick up any, then they would grab onto a

as they

had been burned by fire, and half of their

incomplete and

Dennis Miller stepped forward.

should not

had to pull at least one, no,

that

100 meters…

60 meters…

30 meters…

neared the zombies, Dennis tightened his grip on the broken

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

heart began

zombies

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

the young man was a little

the imposing manner of a

him, Dennis had the

young man held a long halberd

heart that he had never seen such a

entire body

the edge of the blade, there were dark