Chapter 405: Chapter 32: Undead Resurrection A faint glimmer of spiritual light flowed into the body.
The mechanical nanofluid within him seemed to recharge again, rapidly becoming active and self-replicating, but this time it primarily concentrated in the areas of skin and muscle. On the mark of Human Form No. 3, the modification progress of both skin and muscle instantly increased by more than ten percent.
It seems that killing the steel-built sect’s mechanical cultivators can enhance the cultivation progress of Human Form No. 3.
The skin seemed to become extremely tough.
Strength began to show significant enhancement, muscles were striated, and there were signs of transforming into steel wires, as the replicating mechanical nanoliquid had already begun to integrate on the molecular level into the basic structure of muscle tissue. This mechanical nanoliquid could absorb trace metal elements within the human body; in this world, food was polluted with heavy metals, which instead provided materials for its synthesis, and participated in the human body’s metabolism.
Duncan could now be certain that the reinforced nanofluid of the steel-built sect was probably derived from the God of Machinery.
An already deified high-level mechanized body.
The relentless slaughter continued.
Tassia’s expression gradually became shocked, watching Duncan eliminate one survivor after another with extremely ruthless methods, completely unlike an inexperienced young man. Regardless if it was the Mechanical Divine Sect or the resistance army, he eradicated them all.
At some point, her attitude towards Duncan had changed—humble, respectful, even a bit awe-struck.
So many of the resistance army had died, she had no retreat.
At this moment, the resistance mark on Tassia shattered, directly transforming into the label of an exile.
Beside a crumbling ruin.
Duncan saw the barely-breathing Bert. The esoteric practitioners he brought were all dead, and a few magic tricks couldn’t withstand the rain of bullets, being directly riddled by the Defender Army’s gunfire.
Bert had half his body shredded by a heavy machine gun.
If it weren’t for his druid-like abilities, he might have already died.
Bang!
Duncan executed a Defender Army member crushed by rubble with a shot, then slowly walked to Bert. This esoteric practitioner was beyond saving, with almost all his internal organs shattered.
"The... the scripture..."
Bert wheezed with difficulty, his branch-like hand reached for a black scripture from the rubble, and offered it strugglingly to Duncan, uttering with a last burst of energy: "Take... take it out..."
"The machinery... will destroy... our homeland... planet..."
"Only by returning... to nature... the earth... faith... can humanity... be redeemed..."
This unweary esoteric practitioner didn’t just come here for the relics; he wanted to proselytize to Duncan. Even as death approached, he remained surprisingly calm, seemingly unfearful of death, still trying to spread the faith of the Earth Secret Sect to Duncan.
To him, being buried in the earth after death could also be considered a kind of belonging.
Duncan reached out to take the Earth Secret Scripture before him, and as the last strength faded away, Bert gradually closed his eyes, his breathing stopped, life ended, and the branch-like hand reverted to a human skin.
This esoteric practitioner’s power wasn’t enough to transform into a plant-human hybrid life form.
"Your Majesty."
Just as Duncan closed Bert’s eyes, the lich skull on his shoulder suddenly spoke: "Do you need me to revive him?"
"This esoteric practitioner inherits from the druid faction, having some magic power within him. I have a way to bring him back."
"After revival, he can serve as Your Majesty’s servant."
Revival?
This lich had this kind of ability?
However, Duncan quickly realized that what the other party meant by revival was likely turning into an undead creature.
Duncan pondered for a moment, then slowly nodded.
So, under Tassia’s somewhat shocked gaze, Duncan slowly dug out Bert’s cold body; half of it was smashed, intestines dragged long, and needed to be stuffed back into the belly.
"Go get the medical kit."
Duncan turned and said to Tassia beside him: "There’s another one under that collapsed frame."
The person was already dead; what was he planning to do?
Tassia’s expression held a trace of surprise. She didn’t understand what Duncan intended, but considering the various legends of esoteric practitioners, she complied.
"Do you know how to stitch a body?"
After receiving the medical kit, Duncan glanced at Tassia and asked.
Tassia gently shook her head but then nodded and said: "I’ve learned a bit about medical bandaging."
Duncan handed over the needle and thread for stitching wounds, saying: "Help me stitch up his belly, don’t worry about the internal organs and intestines, just stuff them in."
After speaking, he set the broken bones of the esoteric practitioner back and repositioned them.
Throughout the process, Tassia was very obedient, a trace of curiosity in her fear. Although she had heard much about the esoteric practitioners, resurrecting the dead was a first.
After everything was dealt with.
Duncan used Bert’s blood to draw a complex six-pointed star array on the ground, with the death emblem of the Mysterious Era at the center. This knowledge of resurrection rituals came from the lich Konggs, as he was quite legendary during the Mysterious Era, compiling a book of necromancy passed down from that time.
Leaving Tassia at the site to tend to the body, Duncan once again came to the ruins of the battlefield.
——Soul Capturing Technique!
The lich Konggs’ skull ignited a wisp of soul fire, and with an open-mouthed inhalation from the hollow skull, the souls of the dead were drawn out, then condensed under the power of the spell into a gray-black crystal.