Chapter 60 (1/2)

Translator: La0o9  Editor: La0o9

“What is this?” Myerson scowled as he saw the black liquid in front of him.

“To become a Ghostmen, first your body needs to be modified to have the constitution of an Undead” Noah explained: “This bowl contains a unique strain of germs that will put you into a near-death state that will be better for modifying you into an Undead. Don’t worry, this transformation will not be hard”

“Understood” Myerson had no choice, or to be more exact, this was part of his previous choice.

As he swallowed the black liquid in the bowl, he felt a scorching sensation from his throat all the way down to his stomach, his breathing became difficult, as if his innards were melting away.

Noah then drew a gleaming golden dagger and spoke with a sincere expression: “This is the ceremonial blade. A dying person when stabbed in the heart by this dagger will become an Undead, naturally, without the accompanying drugs, this process would feel extremely insufferable”

As the ceremonial blade stabbed into his heart, Myerson felt the entire world become different. If before, the world around him was vibrant, then it was now completely silent, as if there was a barrier separating him from the world itself.

“The so-called Undead are in fact people whose dying souls are kept in a constant state of nearly separating from their body through a special technique. In this state of near-death, the importance of the vessel rapidly declines, thus eliminating the existence of the human body’s common fatal weak points”

“And the only thing left that binds your soul to your body is the existence of My Lord on this ceremonial blade” Noah carefully put the ceremonial blade away, then prepared to implant Myerson with Chris’ remnant soul.

The body of a living person couldn’t possibly house two souls, such a situation would normally only cause the two souls to pollute one another. Either the host’s soul would become polluted by the invading remnant soul and their soul would be greatly altered, or the remnant soul would completely devour the host’s soul and take their True Spirit for itself.

But after becoming an Undead, due to the existence of Negary’s Soul’s blood, the two souls would be able to coexist peacefully.

“Most Evil Spirits are mindless and irrational, thus unable to exert the limit of their own power, thus the Ghostmen were created for that purpose” Noah explained, then his aura abruptly changed to give off an inhuman ominous feeling: 〖 And from today onwards, you are the leader of the Ghostmen 〗

“Yes, Lord Negary!” Myerson felt the power coursing through him and obediently knelt down.

“Earlier, sir Noah told me that the Ghostmen only have four people including me. So besides Cadiz Moreg and Connor Kenway, who is the last member of the Ghostmen?”

〖 An unreliable fellow 〗

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“Killer Jack here, find out more!” as dawn came over Reya, a man in a white hooded robe with an amiable face had already begun to hand out leaflets to the visiting merchants in town. If you disregarded his words and the things written on his leaflet, you’d mistake him for a clergyman from the Church of Divine Grace.

“Why do I feel like wearing a white robe doesn’t suit me? Should I be wearing a full-black outfit with belts and a mask? Meh, who cares” Jack muttered to himself doubtfully, then handed his leaflet to an aunty who was carrying food: “Sister, Killer Jack, find out more”

“I don’t know how to read, and I don’t need to hire a killer” the aunty answered.

“That’s because you don’t understand, sister” Jack insisted that she took his leaflet: “The need to hire an assassin doesn’t discriminate from men or women, young or old. Maybe someday your child might lose their life, and then you’ll need me”