Chapter 6 Summoning the Undead
My hands are shaking constantly.

The body is gradually getting excited.

Bai Le keenly sensed the accumulating anger of the dead soul in his body. The remaining soul of his original body called out to Bai Le, eager to take revenge.

"Hahahaha... your hands are shaking just looking at this sickly person."

The young man puffed out smoke, and the ashes fell to the ground like sand, where they were stepped on hard underfoot, sticking to the soil and never to fly away again.

"Kid, this will teach you a lesson. Don't think you can be a hero and save the beauty. It's like a toad wanting to eat the swan meat. Who are you and what is our status? Just let us step on you obediently."

Death is like the wind, always with me.

The wind blew for no reason in the open space, and the rage of revenge sounded the horn!

What the street thug didn't notice was that his pupils were fading, and the gray-white undead stars were lined up neatly, feeling the wrath of their master, the stars were arranged more quickly and violently than ever before.

"Oh, look at his beautiful eyes. How dare the sickly guy resist?"

Bai Le's eyes were filled with disdain and condescension. A bunch of hooligans, nothing more than pariahs kneeling to the king!

"I'm enough, you guys just watch from the side." The fitness man in the white vest was completely enraged by Bai Le, and he decided to teach this blind bastard a lesson.

Bai Le looked down on them like this, his cold pupils filled with murderous intent!
The gray-white undead star tracks turned into a majestic volcano, and the undead magic power was like a spark that set off a prairie fire, causing the angry volcano to erupt in an instant!

"A bunch of bastards, just you?"

"Follow my call and tear them apart."

The extreme anger obscured the light, and the breath of death began to impact the surrounding environment without mercy. The grass underfoot quickly lost its vitality and decayed.

A terrifying skeleton walked out of the undead space with bare hands. The bones that had not moved for a long time creaked, and the breath of death in the air quickly condensed. The sky and the earth became gray and lost their color.

"OMG!!!"

"what is that???"

"It's the dead! It's a ghost! The King of Hell is here to take our lives."

“Save me, save me, I…I don’t want to die yet. Black…Black Church, you…you must be a member of the Black Church. You…just wait to die.”

The arrogant and domineering crowd was now frightened by the breath of the undead, lying on the ground like a puddle of waste water, without any strength in their bodies.

This kid...Oh my god, he's a magician! ! "After all, Xu Bing was the most worldly-wise among the group, and the word "magician" was even more obvious!
Although he didn't know what kind of magic it was, he caught a glimpse of a fleeting gray-white star trail.

"Are you done talking nonsense?"

The reason why Bai Le was not in a hurry to take action was to magnify their fear and make them face death! Let death and panic sweep them away like a tide, suffocating and drowning in the ocean of death.

"Tear them into pieces!" With his mind filled with anger, Bai Le completely let go of his control over the white skeleton. The white skeleton, extremely thirsty for flesh and blood, rushed towards its prey like a hound.

In just a moment, blood, flesh, and wailing filled the air. The grass where the white skeleton passed by rotted and the land decayed into black.

The five people were lying on the ground, covered in blood. Bai Le took back the bloody skeleton but did not intend to let them go. Instead, he dragged his heavy feet to the screaming Xu Bing.

"Please... please let... let me go, I... I... will never dare to do it again." Xu Bing endured the pain in his body and knelt in front of Bai Le begging, his head covered with mud mixed with blood.

"If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have done it in the first place. I still like your arrogant look."

Bai Le threw Xu Bing to the grass and punched him in the chest again and again. The screams spread far away but soon died away. Xu Bing fainted from excessive blood loss, but Bai Le was still venting numbly.

The originally purified undead system is no longer bright and holy, but bloody and violent again.

Suddenly, a cool air spread out in the spiritual world, and the cool air instantly covered every corner of the spiritual world. The manic star was gently suppressed.

Gray, endless gray. The spiritual world was covered with gray at that moment. Electrolux, who had been sleeping for a long time, appeared again. The cool feeling quietly soothed Bai Le's rising resentment, and the gentle breath quickly restored Bai Le's consciousness.

"Hatred will blind your eyes." The old voice sounded clearly in Bai Le's sea of ​​consciousness.

The vast spiritual world became bustling for the first time, and three figures gathered together.

A pale and weak one, with a transparent body and eyes full of hatred and anger.

A golden light, but now entangled by the breath of the vengeful spirit, fell into a deep sleep
An undead scourge, the holy god of death, Ilex, shines with divine light and peacefully smoothes out the wrinkles of the spiritual world.

"I don't accept it! Why? Why can an outsider like him live so well? Why can't they just die? They all deserve to die! It was almost there! It was almost there!"

Malice, resentment, helplessness, and giving up.

Bai Le was like a bird with broken wings, trapped in a cold and silent spiritual world. If Bai Le had not come, he would have been freed long ago.

Now, he is facing his second death.

"Hey, old man, give me a message."

Bai Le said hoarsely, the hatred in his eyes was still there, but it couldn't cause any waves.

Before being completely purified, Bai Le looked at Electrolux unconvinced. He wanted so much to touch and grasp the power of light so that he could fly freely in the white clouds and blue sky.

"Let him see the world for me, don't die so early."

As the sound faded away, Bai Le started crying for no reason.

"I don't have much resentment, I just don't want to die."

Crystal clear tears fell and, under the control of Alex, merged into Bai Le's golden soul body, and the barrier that blocked the rise of spiritual power shattered silently.

The heart of Bai Le's soul body burst out with vigorous power of light, which once overshadowed the demigod Alex. The pure power of light nourished the souls of Bai Le and Alex.

Bai Le, who had lost consciousness, finally regained consciousness. His chest felt so stuffy that he had difficulty breathing.

"Teacher, where is he?"

Bai Le still found it difficult to accept the reality, so he killed 'him'.

"Don't be sad, child. He has already taken his revenge and has no regrets."

"His passing has nothing to do with you. Don't let the sorrow of the times become your sorrow."

"The disciple understands."

After exiting the spiritual world, the ground was covered with blood clots and throbbing flesh. Bai Le's head turned pale and he held onto a pillar and vomited violently. His hands were still covered with solid matter.

In the spiritual world, Alex waved his staff helplessly. After being nourished by the Heart of Light, he temporarily recovered a little bit of strength.

He knew a little bit about healing magic, not much, but enough.

"Leave it to the teacher."

"Sensei knows healing magic?"

While wiping it, Bai Le handed over the control of his body to Yi Lao.

Accompanied by the mysterious ancient chant, turquoise energy covered the five people whose life and death were unknown, and their broken bodies quickly healed.

(End of this chapter)