"What kind of ghostly thing is this? Undead!?"
Duncan instantly countered, grabbing a rifle, firing da-da-da, the few corpses that had just stood up immediately had their heads blasted off.
Woo woo woo!
A ghostly whisper echoed, under Duncan’s slightly surprised gaze, a crooked corpse, like a ghoul, climbed rapidly toward him, pulling the grenade pin at its waist, and then bit it into its mouth, charging madly toward his position.
This is an attempt to perish together with him.
Bang!
While retreating, Duncan fired, the bullet hit the enemy’s skull, and in the spray of shattered bones, the congealed brain matter exploded like tofu.
Before he could catch his breath.
From the collapsed section of the initial passage came a sound of excavation, then a ghastly white hand bone extended out, and the first person to die also transformed into an Undead Creature. These undead retained their abilities from life, capable of wielding firearms and grenades, making them far more threatening than conventional Undead Creatures.
Duncan kept shooting and retreating, relying on the God’s Perspective, he gradually managed to take them down.
A faint glow emerged, pouring into his body.
——"Firearms Mastery: You are now proficient in using conventional firearms and can modify them to a certain extent. Greatly enhances firearm accuracy."
By the time he finished off the swarming Undead Creatures, Duncan had retreated to the entrance of the passage.
"Huh?"
At that moment, a whisper suddenly echoed in his mind.
Subsequently, a white light appeared beside Duncan, and a figure clad in a tattered gray-black magic robe emerged, extending a pale finger bone like a lightning bolt. In an instant, upon touching Duncan, it rendered him immobile.
A paralysis mark surfaced on the humanoid form No. 3.
——"You are affected by the Ghoul’s Touch."
——"You enter a paralyzed state."
Hiss!
Such a powerful creature.
Dimension Space, at this point Duncan was somewhat in a posture of hands-off-the-keyboard, as he could no longer control humanoid form No. 3.
——Ancient Witch Demon (Undying Lord) [Six-Star Silver Gray]!
This damn thing is too powerful.
It was Duncan’s first time encountering a unit with a six-star mark, and though the strength cap of World No. 3 is higher, the existence of this power level is a major boss anywhere.
"It’s the power of the Death Domain! ..."
"No!"
"Very close, but it’s not."
At this moment, in the eyes of the Ancient Witch Demon before him, a cluster of ghostly blue Soul Fire ignited, and under its gaze, Duncan felt as if his soul was being spied upon. The witch demon’s expression bore a hint of shock, murmuring, "Still has Dragon’s Bloodline?"
"The Giant Dragon should have long been extinct! ..."
With a wave of the witch demon’s hand, the paralyzed state on Duncan had already dissipated.
The witch demon raised its hand towards a nearby spot, soon an invisible soul of the dead was extracted and directly absorbed into its body.
It scrutinized Duncan in front of it, slowly stating, "You don’t belong to this world."
"Human."
"Where do you come from?"
Communicate?
Although still marked as a red enemy, the ability to communicate undoubtedly stirred something in Duncan’s heart.
If it intended to kill him, it would only take one Necromancy Spell.
Though the humanoid form No. 3 was something he seized, dying silently like this would be a huge pity.
In any case, one must seek a chance to live amidst certain death.
With the Mechanical Divine Sect already controlling this entire world, how could there still be such an ancient monster deep underground?
A gust of sinister wind blew past.
The air was filled with a stench of decay, who knows how long it had been buried underground.
At this moment, Duncan raised his head expressionlessly, gazing at the witch demon before him, his voice deep, "How can you be certain that I am human?"
Exactly!
He intended to impersonate an Evil God.
The strength of humanoid form No. 3 makes even Summoning Heroic Spirit difficult, unless one were to summon humanoid form No. 1 in the guise of an Immortal Heroic Spirit, otherwise it would not stand a chance against this Ancient Witch Demon.
Now, it was about playing gods and deceiving it as much as possible.
Even if it fails.
It’s still practice for deceptive skills.
Sure enough, hearing his words, the witch demon in front of him showed a grave expression, its body continuously flashed with several lines of invisible Spiritual Lights, as if casting spells in secret, its hollow eye sockets fixed on Duncan as it said, "An Evil God from the Otherworld?!"
It had just sensed Duncan devouring the Power of the Soul, which was why it appeared so suddenly.
The witch demon is a master at manipulating souls.
Ordinary mortals, not to mention devouring the Power of the Soul, find it difficult even to detect the existence of a soul.
Duncan did not answer this question, instead, with a slightly arrogant demeanor, he gazed down upon the witch demon in front of him and said, "How long have you been asleep underground?"
"The Undead?"
At worst, the humanoid form No. 3 dies here, at this time one must absolutely not show weakness.
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