Then he became a monster who lost his mind and only wanted to kill, and finally became an evil mystery.

Zhou Yong gasped, his voice was like cutting glass with a knife, hoarse and sharp, "Black Plague, you are already dead..."

"Oh, you can't understand my power at all." The evil scarecrow made a strange voice.

Zhou Yong: "Yes, I can't understand...but I can feel your thoughts."

"Now you are surviving on a rotten heart, but you want to be truly free, right?"

The evil scarecrow was stunned for a moment, then said in a mocking tone: "So you want to protect him?"

"..." Zhou Yong did not answer.

During this period of time, he searched for strange things in the mysterious world, and no matter what effect they had, he ate them wholeheartedly.

For a dying man, this is not surprising.

He almost died because of the monster, because of the mystery, and because of the black plague...

He no longer knows how many times he has wandered on the edge of death, and how many times his will has collapsed and condensed.

He has experienced every kind of imaginable and unexpected pain.

But gradually, he discovered something.

The power of the black plague in me was uncontrollable from the beginning, but has gradually developed in a controllable direction.

And as his sly power increased, he sensed the existence of Black Plague's heart, and could vaguely peek into Black Plague's thoughts...

It wants to be resurrected, it wants to be free, but it wants to become the Black Plague again!

But due to the Scarecrow's setting, it must find Jiang Che, not to kill Jiang Che, but to make Jiang Che his ghost slave!

Zhou Yong sensed it...of course, he wouldn't let this happen.

Seeing that Zhou Yong did not answer, the evil scarecrow said in a contemptuous tone: "The only person to blame for this ending is himself."

"I made a deal with the Illuminati, and they promised to resurrect me."

"In fact, they are indeed doing this."

"What a pity. Originally, as long as I let the train arrive at the terminal and let the Lord of the Undead get my heart, then I could naturally control the Lord of the Undead's body and initially resurrect it."

"What a pity. Not only did he blow up the train and kill the conductor, but he also allowed such a disgusting and low-level scarecrow to touch my heart!"

"Haha... Ignorant human beings are responsible for everything!"

The evil scarecrow looked at Zhou Yong with emotion.

"Can you feel my anger? My unwillingness, my desire, my killing!"

"My hatred!!!"

"Come on, let us become one and let the hatred of the black plague come again!"

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Zhou Yong: "Shabi."

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Chapter completed!