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

far away, Dennis could still sense the

his mouth lifted

chief and the

to the sky reddened

Town was turned into ashes

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

flames swallowed the zombies and burned them into ashes in

moving sea of corpses stopped at

would

half of the town being destroyed and

as he could earn a chance for

didn’t engulf

air blast rolled him up and tore the

slammed into the wall, blood spraying out of

But he was smiling.

the wound on his body was

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

Dennis gasped.

looming images of the zombies, he tried

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

had indeed blocked the sea of

it only lasted

of

quarter of the hundreds of

them was

Dennis, gritted their teeth

weapons

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

feeling of fearlessness filled them as they walked toward the

and half of their bodies were

and became

Dennis Miller stepped forward.

time, he should not be able to

to pull at least

this, he suddenly felt that

100 meters…

60 meters…

30 meters…

neared the zombies, Dennis tightened

a black shadow suddenly descended from the sky and landed

began to

zombies in the

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

young man was

had the imposing manner

Dennis had the

young man held a long halberd

swore in his heart that he

entire body

edge of the blade, there were dark red