"Peng",

He laughed contemptuously and his body suddenly burst. Roger flew back quickly, but blood still splattered all over him.

He wiped the blood from his face and looked down, and it was covered in zombies.

His heart was covered in darkness.

What happened? What is the origin of that monster? Is it a bigger enemy than God? One question after another lingering in his heart

In the space of nothingness and darkness, the God of Death was almost hidden in the darkness. Books were placed on the long table.

The books on the table were piled up, but the plague god was still hugging the table one by one.

The plague god glanced at the tall figure standing in the passage and quietly covered his nose, calling him unlucky.

The man who was five meters tall had a strong odor. Although the space here can be said to be infinitely large, the pungent smell always stayed between his breath and couldn't get rid of it.

But that damn zombie god has a much higher status among the gods than him, so he can only endure it silently.

"Boss. That must be the leech from ancient times, that's right."

When he said the three words "Leeder" his voice trembled a little.

"There are the most gods, humans and demons among the ancient tribes, but they are not the strongest. The leeches are the strongest. They can change their nervous system without any pain. The suction cups at the end of their tails can absorb the abilities of all tribes. Even our tribe is probably not their opponent."

The appearance of leeches naturally cannot escape their eyes.

Especially the God of Zombies, he was the earliest victim. The leech used his corpse to make an old zombie monster and controlled nearly half of the zombies.

All Roger encountered was that he could only be considered a young leech. If they were allowed to grow, the consequences would not even be damned.

The zombie god said in a deep voice: "With the joint killing of the three tribes, the leech has been extinct for many years."

This is another ancient secret.

But he did not refute the words of the plague god, and perhaps he also acknowledged that the leech was the strongest race among the ancient races.

The plague god looked at him fearfully, swallowed and spitted, "In fact, in the eyes of the human race, our clan has been extinct for many years."

"snort",

The God of Zombie snorted heavily.

The plague god was shocked, but the zombie god obviously had no intention of targeting him, just venting his dissatisfaction.

The plague god breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the god of death who was quietly flipping through the book, saying, "Boss, I think, let's get in the fight first. Zombies and gods gathered on the Norman line of defense, and those zombies will soon be reincarnated as gods."

"The army of human race will also gather on the Norman line of defense. This is already a racial war. Once the fight starts, it will only end with both losses. Once the leech takes the opportunity to attack, it is probably difficult to predict both humans and gods."

The book in the hands of Death God read faster, and the anxiety in his heart was evident.

He said in a deep voice: "So far, only ten leeches have appeared."

The Plague God said: "Even if there are only ten leeches, you can't underestimate them. Boss, the six giant leeches crossed the strait and destroyed seven races."

"What's more, who knows how many leechs are hidden on the mainland? The owner of the forbidden area of ​​life and the land of captivity still doesn't know who it is, if it is a leech."

The deep words and the terrifying atmosphere, even the God of Death, who is in charge of death, can't help but hesitate in his heart

"Plague God, come to the mainland to collect more news about leeches",
Chapter completed!