167 Hunting Down the Thousand Year Corpse King (1/2)

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Zombies dressed in gray and coarse coats and who looked evil shot over from the distance. They stopped near Corpse Grave. Then, the timid Little North carefully crawled out from behind a tomb that was not too far away. He stared at the deformed corpse king that stood among the large group of zombies ahead of him.

He could sense a very thick and dangerous presence coming out from it. He gulped while feeling wary and approached Happy with anxiousness and doubt.

”Big Brother Happy…”

”You sure came quick.”

”Hehe.”

Little North had been very excited when he received Happy's messenger pigeon. But when he saw the situation before him, he suddenly felt a little afraid, and the urge to withdraw rose in him.  Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please clickfor visiting.

”Big Brother Happy, um…” Little North looked nervous. His voice was slightly hoarse when he spoke while staring before them. ”Did you ask me to come here… because you maybe, possibly wanted me to help you handle the Thousand Year Corpse King?”

”You know the Thousand Year Corpse King as well?”

Happy's eyebrows shot up, and he cast Little North a glance in slight surprise. Even though the youth belonged to Corpse Sect, the Thousand Year Corpse King was a guard banished from the sect. It did not belong to Corpse Sect. Logically, Little North should have never come into contact with it.

”Ahem, please don't say anything about that.” Little North sighed sadly. ”Right when my two babies got to Blessed Realm, I came here once. At that time, I ran into the Thousand Year Corpse King. This monster is incredibly powerful, and one of my babies was torn to shreds. Fortunately, my legs were quick.”

While speaking, Little North observed Happy's reaction. 'I've poured my thoughts on the battle in a very heartfelt manner. He should get rid of that impractical idea now.'

But against his expectations, Happy only nodded quietly when he heard it. He looked as if this was entirely expected.

”The Thousand Year Corpse King is a powerful fighter in Mystical Realm. Its bones and tendons have been seeped in medicine and corpse poison for years, and it has long since mutated. Its strength will not lose to the powerful fighters in Life and Death Realm. It's only normal that it can tear apart a zombie in Blessed Realm.”

Little North was stunned speechless. When he heard the words Life and Death Realm, his expression froze, then turned incredibly sour.

”Should we—”

”I'll handle the Thousand Year Corpse King. You're in charge of helping me handle the zombies around it!” Happy knew what Little North was aiming for, so he explained, ”The Thousand Year Corpse King can summon zombies, so while I'm fighting against it, I don't want even the shadow of another zombie enter my field of vision.”

”No problem!”

When he heard that he did not need to personally deal with the Thousand Year Corpse King, Little North regained his happiness and agreed to Happy's request.

However, when he turned his head around and saw the dozen or so zombies with extraordinary presences around the Thousand Year Corpse King, the smile on his face quickly fell. He started wallowing in self-pity and great anguish. ”When I go back this time, I'll have to make more medicine to repair my two poor babies.”

All puppets had a durability rate, and it was very easy for them to be injured. Since zombies were unique puppets, once they were injured, they had to be submerged in the medicinal liquid created specially by Corpse Sect to be repaired.

Every single time after he dealt with a few normal Mystical Realm zombies, Little North needed to repair his precious puppets. It was only minor things, but this time, after the upcoming fight, he would probably need to perform major repairs.

However, in Little North's eyes, he was already lucky. It was still better than being completely destroyed by the Thousand Year Corpse King or Happy.

Little North thought for a moment and commanded one of his fearless zombie puppets to jump toward the entrance of Corpse Grave.

In the eyes of the Mystical Realm zombies, one Blessed Realm zombie in rags and with a weak presence was incredibly lowly and inferior. The few zombies who first noticed it shot it intimidating glares.

Thud! Thud!

The Blessed Realm zombie continued jumping forward as if it did not know the meaning of death. In fact, even the Thousand Year Corpse King looked at it slightly.

”Growl!”

Three zombies seemed to have noticed the Thousand Year Corpse King's displeasure. They growled and left behind afterimages of themselves as they vanished from their spot to pounce on the Blessed Realm zombie.

The offender, however, seemed to have noticed that danger was imminent. Its arms turned one hundred and eighty degrees, and it jumped to flee madly. However, it could not stop the Mystical Realm zombies from approaching it.

Soon, the dozens of feet between them shortened until there was only around a dozen feet between them.

A nauseous aura of the dead came wafting into the nostrils.