Immortal in The Apocalypse

"...ter... Master! Master, wake up!"

Feeling a soft paw on her face, Zhu Lin frowned. Her body was in pain as if being crushed by a mountain, and she felt that even small movements such as opening her eyes were very difficult for her.

Seeing her eyelids moving, Tu Tu hurriedly called out for her again. "Master!"

She opened her lips with difficulty, her voice was weak and hoarse when she said, "Mhm... I heard you."

She opened her eyes only to see two soft pink paws enlarged before they touched her eyes. She raised her hand, Picked up the little white rabbit which was only the size of a palm, and sat up from the ground.

Accidentally pulling her injuries, she groaned softly and said, "Tu Tu, why are you so flustered? Have you forgotten my teaching?"

Tu Tu looked at its master and hated that iron could not be made into steel. Tu Tu’s four limbs moved wildly in the air while looking at Zhu Lin and anxiously said, "Master! Look around!"

Zhu Lin looked away from the little rabbit, raised her eyes and saw a group of corpses walking towards them. Seeing the devil energy covering the corpses, she frowned slightly.

She picked up her sword that lay on the ground beside her, then struggled to get up from the ground. Holding her sword, she calmly observed the walking corpses. This kind of walking corpse is not uncommon in the Six Realms.

With enough devil energy, anything can be made into a puppet. The stronger the puppeteer, the more the puppets the puppeteer can control at the same time. And the more devil energy injected into the puppet, the stronger the puppet became.

Zhu Lin calmly looked at the amount of devil energy covering the walking corpses. A few seconds later, she looked at Tu Tu and said, "It’s just a low level puppet. As a sacred beast, are you still afraid when you see these puppets?"

Tu Tu pursed its petal-like mouth, and said aggrievedly: "Master, did you forget that I’m a support type sacred beast. With my ability, I can’t even kill one low level puppet. How can I not be afraid when I see so many puppets at once?"

Zhu Lin sighed and said, "You are the best at making excuses."

After finishing speaking, she took a look at her sword and said, "Bing Jian, I can’t fight for the time being, so I will leave these puppets to you."

Bing Jian hummed in reply, and Zhu Lin closed her eyes. When she opened her eyes again, her black pupils turned ice blue, and an expression of excitement replaced her calm expression.

Tu Tu looked at her excited expression, and said, "Bing Jian, Master’s body is full of injuries, both inside and outside. Be careful, and control your excitement."

Bing Jian, who was controlling Zhu Lin’s body right now, looked at Tu Tu and clicked his tongue in annoyance. He wiped the blood from his lips with the back of his hand and said, "I know. Noisy."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure blurred and appeared ten meters away. He looked at the walking corpse with obvious disgust in his eyes, raised the sword, and beheaded the walking corpses. With one move of the sword, the heads of the three walking corpses were separated from their necks instantly.

Before the black blood and rotting flesh could touch the sword, Bing Jian kicked off the ground and jumped a few meters backwards. He smoothly avoided his real body being stained with rotten flesh and more black blood. Seeing that there was still some black blood remaining on his real body, Bing Jian was so disgusted that he almost fainted.

Tu Tu saw Bing Jian standing there with obvious disgust on his face, and said, "Bing Jian, there are more than a dozen puppets left. Hurry up so our master can rest."

Bing Jian pursed his lips when he heard Tu Tu’s reminder, and said, "It’s easy for you to say. It’s not your body that is covered by these disgusting things."

Tu Tu rolled its pair of red eyes and said, "Stop complaining and start working."

Hearing what the rabbit said, Bing Jian almost couldn’t stop himself from rushing towards Tu Tu and ripped its small mouth. Before he had time to complain about Tu Tu’s tone of voice when the rabbit talking with him, two walking corpses that was only one meter away from him opened their mouths wide, ready to bite Zhu Lin’s slender neck.

Because they opened their mouths wide, the pungent smell of rotten flesh came strongly towards him. Bing Jian held his breath, raised the sword quickly, and chopped off their heads. Unable to stand the disgust anymore, he decided to hurry up and dispose of the remaining walking corpses.

Full of motivation to end the fight as soon as possible, Bing Jian sped up and rushed towards the remaining walking corpses, then beheaded them in three strokes.

Thud! Thud!

Seeing that all the walking corpses were already ’dead’, Tu Tu said, "It takes you more than three minutes to clean up a dozen puppets. Bing Jian, your skills are getting rusty."

As a sword spirit, the two words that Bing Jian hates the most are getting rusty. He walked to Tu Tu with a gloomy face, and said, "You are dead, stinky rabbit!"

Bing Jian reached out to grab the rabbit, but Tu Tu suddenly screamed: "Ah!! Master, come and save me! Bing Jian wants to kill me!"

Bing Jian was taken aback by Tu Tu’s sudden scream and frozen on the spot. Before he could react, he felt that Zhu Lin’s consciousness came back. He had no choice but to leave Zhu Lin’s body before she completely woke up. Just a second before he closed his eyes, Bing Jian glared at Tu Tu.

The next second, Zhu Lin opened her eyes and looked at the ’dead’ walking corpses on the ground. She raised her sword, then cleaned the black blood with her sleeve. Seeing that there was no longer any black blood on the sword, she put the sword back into its sheath.

After that, Zhu Lin picked up Tu Tu and said, "You should try to get along with Bing Jian."

Tu Tu lowered its small head and said obediently: "Yes, Master."