《Me! Zombie! Summoned to Another World!》Chapter 13: Chapter 13: Wolf Corpse? I’m Sorry, I’m No Longer Interested
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Seeing it fully stand up, the Knight King was nearly four-meter tall.
I felt a wave of excitement in my heart.
The creation of the Knight King was just a conjecture of mine, a gamble.
If I were to win the gamble, then I would naturally have a new powerful undead.
If I lost the gamble... It was very likely that I would die in the mouth of a monster.
But I had no other choice. If I had stayed too long, I would be in danger. If I had turned around and left, I would also be in danger.
I could only save as much time as possible by treating the bodies of the two 'behemoths' in this way.
Thus, I took the risk and began to create a species that had never existed in this world.
A completely new species that was more like the centaurs in the fantasy stories of my previous life.
I knew that the possibility of failure was very high, and the consequences of failure were very serious...
But fortunately, I succeeded in the end.
I looked at the huge Knight King, and the more I looked at it, the more satisfied I became.
Because according to the [ Necromancer, Research Notes ], the larger the size of the undead, the stronger they were.
With such a powerful undead helping me train, I believed that I would definitely have a breakthrough to become a basic Necromancer soon.
"Awoo awoo—"
Just as I was still immersed in the power of the Knight King and the benefits I would get, the howl of a Wolf woke me up.
I raised my head to look at the sky and realized that, before I knew it, it was already nighttime.
I turned my head to look toward where the howl of the Wolf came from.
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"Awoo awoo—"
Only to see several green lights appear all of a sudden within the dark forest in the northwest.
I even felt that those green lights were tenaciously staring at me.
It turned out that the green light was the color of the light source reflected on the Wolf's pupils.
'Just in time!'
I thought to myself, I could use this pack of wolves to let the Knight King see some blood.
This pack of wolves came neither too early nor too late. They arrived just as I finished making the Knight King.
Had they arrived early, I wouldn't have finished creating the Knight King yet. If they had come late, then I would have been gone already.
Seeing the Wolf pack gradually surrounding me, I touched the Knight King that had just been made.
"Go, Knight King, let me see your power!"
These words seemed to have infused the Knight King with a soul.
The Knight King's eyes immediately became lively.
Almost at the same time, the Knight King started to glance at the Wolf pack at the edge of the forest.
The wolves were stunned.
The bloodlust in their eyes also disappeared.
They had never seen anything like this in the forest.
However, this new thing still gave them a lot of pressure. It was like a huge mountain was pressing down on top of their hearts.
At this moment, all their greed and desire for flesh and blood disappeared.
Only one thought was echoing crazily in their minds.
Run!!!
Without any hesitation, the Wolf pack didn't even have the guts to look back at them.
They turned around.
They became like black shadows that ran toward the forest behind them.
It's just that there was one thing that was faster than them.
"Tap, tap, tap—"
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The Knight King moved his four limbs and suddenly dashed out.
In a flash, he caught up with the Wolf pack and arrived at the side of an old wolf.
Before the old Wolf could react.
The Knight King already had his right hand raised and waved it abruptly.
"Bong—"
After a muffled sound, the old Wolf was sent flying like a rag.
"Dong—"
The old Wolf didn't fall immediately, but only stopped when it crashed against a big tree as thick as its head.
After it landed, it did not even make a sound. It looked like it was going to die right away.
The pack of wolves saw that their speed was not as fast as this thing, so they all stopped.
They knew that if they continued to run, they would only be beaten to death by this strange thing, one after another.
Only if they worked together—to deal with this guy and bite this guy to death—would they have a chance of survival.
As if he knew what the Wolf pack was planning, the Knight King also stopped.
The two sides began to confront each other.
"Roar, roar, roar—"
Finally, under the command of the Alpha Wolf, the Wolf pack began to charge at the Knight King.
The Knight King stood still and didn't move.
He watched as more than ten Wolves charged at him.
Then he raised his hands...
He started brandishing his hands at the Wolves that were jumping into the air.
"Bong...bong...Bongbon..."
The gray Wolves that weighed over a hundred kilograms were sent flying in the air, just like pieces of rag.
Moreover, the Knight King's attack was extremely powerful. None of the Wolves that were hit were alive. All of them died without exception.
However, no matter how powerful the Knight King was, he only had two hands.
Very quickly, the Knight King's body was covered with gray Wolves. All of them were using their full strength to gnaw on him.
However, the Knight King didn't seem to feel anything. He continued to throw one Wolf after another like he was throwing a rag.
In less than half a minute, the entire Wolf pack was annihilated.
And the main culprit of all of this, the Knight King, looked as if nothing happened. He was just standing there, staring at me in a daze.
Seeing this scene, I couldn't be more satisfied with this masterpiece that I had created.
Without even looking at the Wolf corpses, I directly jumped onto the Knight King's body and commanded it to rush in the direction of the lodge at full speed.
On the way, I was thinking.
The Knight King not only inherited the speed of the Wild Boar King, but also inherited the defense and strength of the Ghoul.
Precisely like a perfect warrior.
As for the Wolves on the ground, their corpses waiting to be picked up?
I'm sorry, I'm not interested anymore.
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