Chapter 713: Solve the Undead!

ll, it seems you've lost some of your looks. But it was nice meeting you. I have to go now." Fang Yu said, starting to ascend."For your sake, knowing you are acquainted with my ancestors, I shall let...>

Gary didn't know what spirit veins were, but he could relate to it... Fang Yu was talking about the eight energy core pulses absorbed by the Necromancer Emperor.

So... Fang Yu came for the Necromancer Emperor.

“If you’re talking about the undead that absorbs the energy cores of eight dao, it’s the emperor of the Undead Race… But right now, it’s not in this castle.” Gary’s eyes flashed with a gleam as he said, “I don’t know where it is now, but it said it would be back here tomorrow morning.”

"Tomorrow morning I don't have time to wait that long." Fang Yu frowned.

This Lich King left the castle, obviously going to refine and absorb the massive amount of spiritual energy he had swallowed.

Fang Yu wasn't sure how fast the Death King could refine, but he was certain that the more time it had, the less high-intensity spiritual energy would remain in its body.

Simply put, the faster you find the Death Knight King, the greater your rewards.

Otherwise, it will likely be all in vain.

"I know you must have found a way to get it back." Fang Yu looked down at Gary on the ground, slowly raised his right foot, and said lightly, "So I'll give you one chance to choose."

"Either help me find it, or I'll crush your skull."

Gary looked up and saw Fang Yu's icy smile on his face, a chill running down his spine.

He knew he couldn't delay any longer.

This man before you, in terms of both strength and intellect, is not someone to be easily trifled with.

"For the greater plan... I must preserve my life... Even if the Lich King is truly defeated by him, I still have an equal chance to turn the tables." Gary thought to himself.

"I can contact the Lich King! I'm willing to do it, lock onto its location!" Gary urged.

Fang Yu retracted his raised foot and smiled faintly, "Then let's get started."

"Bang!"

At this moment, Bai Ran also flew in from the gap at the back, just as Fang Yu turned around.

"It's done, just wait for a moment." Fang Yu said.

Bai Ran nodded, his face pale with horror. "Mr. Fang," he said in a shaken voice, "I just used my divine sense to probe outside the castle gates... it's quite dreadful."

"That's normal, that mob outside is no match for those undead." Fang Yu said.

"That woman took action, and she dealt with four of the undead outside. Bai Ran paused for a moment before saying, 'However, there were almost two hundred people originally, now only fifty or so are left alive.'"

Fang Yu knew that the woman Bai Ran was talking about was Violet.

With her violet strength, dealing with those ten undead shouldn't be a problem.

But Fang Yu didn't say anything. He was only concerned with the location of the Death King now.

"How's it going" Fang Yu turned his head to look at Gary who was typing away on the keyboard.

"I'm trying to lock onto its location. Give me two or three minutes." Gary glanced at Fang Yu and said.

……

Outside the castle gates, what was once a pristine white expanse of ground had been stained crimson with blood, a truly terrifying sight.

On the ground, there were many limbs and flesh scattered about, even some chunks of intestines. The stench was overpowering, making one nauseous.

At this time, only five undead remain, continuously releasing immense suction.

And in the air before them, a flash of purple light darted with incredible speed.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Violet moved like a phantom, her speed reaching its peak, easily dodging the jets of black ichor spewing from the Deathling's maw.

In the process, she quickly closed the distance with five undead.

"Whoosh!"

After dodging another blow, Violet came to the back of a dead spirit on the left side. She extended her fist, wrapped in purple energy, and smashed it into the back of the dead spirit's head!

"Boom!"

With a deafening blast, the undead shrieked in a rasping voice, its form dissolving into wisps of black smoke that drifted away.

"Four left."

The violet emanated purple light, its aura rising steadily.

When it truly came down to it, the fear that had been etched deep in her memory lessened considerably.

She is a completely different person now from who she was back then.

Facing the undead, she no longer ran but attacked!

The suction they released was nothing to her.

"Captain Croi... Today, I will avenge you." A trace of reminiscence flashed in Violet's eyes, but it vanished in an instant, replaced by a chilling intent to kill.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, Violet punched another dead spirit beside her.

Another undead creature exploded into nothingness.

Those who were once terrified out of their wits by the horrors of the undead, their hearts pounding in their chests, are now struggling valiantly, desperately resisting the pull.

After Violet dealt with the six undead creatures, the suction they felt diminished significantly.

Looking at Violet, who stood before them like a god of war, they were all filled with astonishment.

The Dark List hasn't been updated in a while, and Violet is still ranked third.

But her strength... I'm afraid it has long surpassed her ranking, right

It's just too strong...

In a white robe, Anderson looked at Violet's figure, his eyes filled with shock and more importantly, a burning passion.

Such a woman is worthy of him! Worthy of the Nord royal name!

He decided that from today onwards, he must find a way to become friends with Violet!

"Count Anderson, shouldn't we request reinforcements" a young man behind him asked, his face pale as he looked at the vast expanse of crimson on the ground ahead.

Anderson turned his head, frowning. “The Necromancers are almost dealt with, what more support do we need Isn't this just giving the people coming later a share of our credit”

"Earl...we didn't really..." the other young man hesitated.

Anderson glanced at him, his face twitching slightly, and said, "As long as we're here, we get credit, and the lion's share of it!"

"Because, only our Nord royal family is present now!"

"Think about it, if what happened today got out, would people believe a killer organization leader single-handedly wiped out the undead... or would they believe our Nord royal forces were responsible"

Upon hearing this, a few young people behind him had a slight change in their eyes.

Indeed, they are winners just by being here today.

What one gets is not important at all.

For them, members of the royal family, honor is everything!

In the palace, whoever accumulates more honors advances in rank faster!

Eradicating such a notorious evil as the undead is a great honor!

But even so, they were still afraid.

They don't want to stay here anymore!

The air was thick with the stench of blood, making it hard to breathe.

"Earl, perhaps we should leave here first And then..." Another young person spoke up.

"How can we possibly leave now! It's harvest time!" Anderson glared, saying.

"...But..." The rest of the young people's faces turned pale, their eyes filled with terror.

"Look at you all... you're a disgrace to the House of Norwood!" Anderson roared, "The undead are mostly dealt with, what are you afraid of"

Seeing Anderson angry, the other young men dared not speak.

Anderson snorted. "I didn't ask you to charge in and fight the undead. That was already a favor for your youth! Now, just stand here quietly! Don't speak another word!"

Anderson was the most eager to come and wipe out the undead, which is why he got here so quickly.

The prince had originally decided to send another team, but Anderson fought hard and eventually got the chance.

He is thirty-nine years old this year, and the title of Count comes from his grandfather.

In the inheritance system of Western Regions royal titles, titles could be passed down through generations, but each generation would be lowered by one rank.

To advance in rank, one can only rely on the accumulation of honor.

Anderson's father did not accomplish this, so the Anderson family fell from being top dukes to marquesses, and by the time it reached Anderson, they were only counts.

At this rate, the Anderson family's title will be revoked within two generations.

This, Anderson found unacceptable.

So, he yearned to advance in rank!

This time, it's the best opportunity.

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