"I am at your service, Your Majesty."
Wu Xiaode completed the hand-kissing ceremony, his eyes fixed on the Ghost Queen.
The Ghost Queen was looking at him too.
Suddenly, faceless ghost bodies erged from the surrounding Void, swirling endlessly around them.
In an instant,
Two lines of ice crystal letters appeared in front of Wu Xiaode:
"The opponent has removed the high-level secret technique of the Ghost Clan: Prosperous Illusion."
"Now you will obtain the opponent’s true na and see their true form."
In front of the Ghost Queen, it seed as if a curtain had been drawn—
A rippling, icy aura materialized into a faint screen of light, encircling her, slowly rising, and dispersing.
The semi-transparent figure of the queen disappeared.
In her place stood a woman clad in tattered Battle Armor, with fresh blood continuously dripping from her black long hair.
A spear, entirely condensed from light, pierced through her chest, emitting an incessant screeching noise.
Behind her, a page emitting Demon Mist floated as if alive, ceaselessly releasing black mist, seeping into the wounds all over her body.
"I am Olivia, that is my true na,"
the woman said in a hoarse, weary voice.
The bloodstains all over her could not conceal her noble and proud deanor.
Blood sared on her face also couldn’t obscure her bright, autumn-water-like eyes.
She was quite tall, even half a head taller than Wu Xiaode, her voluptuous body outlined by the tightly cinched Battle Armor.
Wu Xiaode shuddered and exclaid,
"Your injuries are too severe, why didn’t you say sothing earlier?"
With a wave of his hand.
Dense bronze arms pieced together to form Ulysses, which Wu Xiaode patted, bringing it to life instantly.
Two streams of Holy Light appeared in Ulysses’ hands.
Just as Ulysses was about to chant a Healing Spell, he suddenly lowered his hands.
"What’s wrong?" Wu Xiaode asked in surprise.
Ulysses shook his head at him and said in a low voice, "There’s no saving her."
"Impossible, how can it suddenly be beyond saving?"
Wu Xiaode turned sharply to look at the Ghost Queen Olivia, his expression growing serious.
Olivia gave a bitter smile and said softly,
"Don’t bla , I tried calling upon many forr allies, only to find that they all wanted to take advantage of to seize the wealth and authority of my ghost kingdom. None of them were really willing to help, so I had no choice but to cover up my injuries."
"Did you know you couldn’t be saved?" Wu Xiaode asked.
"I did," Olivia replied.
Wu Xiaode spread his hands and said, "So you called here to make such a big scene, aning—"
Olivia removed a shiny necklace from around her neck, her expression turning serious.
"Little Wu, you are my true ally. I would rather give all my wealth to an ally than let it fall into the hands of the bone dragon."
Wu Xiaode hesitated but did not reach out to accept the necklace.
He had already noticed so details.
This Olivia seed—
"Hold on, the aura on you seems to belong to the dead... Could you be—"
Wu Xiaode hesitated to say.
"Yes, I am a deceased human. Because I awakened a hidden Death Ability of the ghost type, I can control ghosts, so I usually live as a ghost, and have built a kingdom in the Death World," Olivia confessed.
Wu Xiaode was stunned.
Hidden Death Ability... Wasn’t that just like himself?
"Is there such a thing as a hidden Death Ability?"
He persisted in asking.
"It is said that within the Death World, there are three kinds of most powerful forces of death that almost never reveal themselves. My power is one of them," Olivia replied.
She placed the necklace in Wu Xiaode’s hands, her face showing a relieved smile:
"After struggling for so many years, I was ultimately ambushed by the bone dragon, who gathered five high-level experts to attack together. I accept my death without resentnt."
"Was it your daughter who betrayed you?" Wu Xiaode asked.
"She knew of my ability."
"But why?"
Olivia did not respond, but her face showed a look of sorrow.
Wu Xiaode looked down at the necklace in his hands, sensing the countless treasures within, and asked softly,
"What do you want to do for you?"
Olivia spoke seriously,
"Once I, a mber of the dead, die, I will imdiately sink into the ground of the Death World and fall into a deep slumber."
"But the bone dragons will definitely try to dig out, now powerless, and enslave to serve them with my own Power of Death—"
"This is a humiliation I absolutely cannot endure."
"I have entrusted all the treasures of the Ghost Clan to you, and soon I will destroy my own spirit, leaving them with nothing."
Wu Xiaode sighed.
It turned out she had already resolved to die, and now was just choosing soone to pass her possessions on to.
"Ulysses, is there truly no way to save her?"
Ulysses shrugged his shoulders and responded, "Master, she is suffering from a Super High-Level continuous Magic and Curse injury of level 600, while I’m only level 400; there’s absolutely no way I can undo it."
"Isn’t there any other way?" Wu Xiaode insisted.
"Unless there is so power that can transcend level limitations and completely erase the two spells cursed on her body, we might have a glimr of hope."
Ulysses pointed to the page emitting black mist behind Olivia and carefully indicated the light spear in her chest.
Seeing Wu Xiaode still wanting to save her, Olivia couldn’t help but speak out,
"Don’t try to save . What just happened was rely a test to see if you were reliable. Now I wouldn’t want these curses to affect you too, causing you to die here with ."
Wu Xiaode’s mind was active,
—It was his first ti encountering soone who had awakened a hidden Death Ability.
The opponent was still human!
Not long ago, he had declared in the Human Emperor’s Secret Realm that he would take care of the countless brethren of the Human Race.
Was he now to abandon them?
— Could he save her?
A wave of urgency suddenly surged in his heart.
This was a human dead soul of over 600 levels.
He couldn’t let her die here!
"Book of the Dead."
Wu Xiaode inwardly shouted.
The Book of the Dead imdiately opened before him, displaying all his abilities.
Wu Xiaode directly skipped past boxing, swordsmanship, and saber skill, looking further down.
What remained was:
Title: Heavenly Ghost;
Death clan demon mist skill: Shadow Followers;
Death Skill: Eternal Fall Demon Hand;
End: Unknown (evolving in slumber);
Divine Skill: Water Army of the Heavenly River;
Law Summoning Skill: Cross Epoch People Shaking.
That was all.
Which one could still be used?
Wu Xiaode’s gaze went back and forth before settling on one:
"Water Army of the Heavenly River."
"Divine Skill, word spell."
"Description: Using this skill will imdiately declare the opponent’s skills invalid, preventing their use for a period of ti."
"Deploying this skill requires 0.5 rit."
This was a divine skill from the last Epoch, and it was uncertain whether it would work against the Death Lords’ abilities in the Death World of this Epoch.
— But Olivia might die at any mont, he had to try!
With that thought, Wu Xiaode imdiately spoke:
"Water Army of the Heavenly River."
There was a sudden silence all around.
Above their heads, a voice suddenly sounded:
"The Nether Evil Ghosts wound humans with evil magic, guilty, the law must perish."
Sizzling—
The light spear in Olivia’s chest suddenly turned into a boiling steam that rose into the air and vanished.
"Master, is there hope? Should I—"
Ulysses imdiately asked.
"Don’t ask, full healing!" Wu Xiaode said.
"Got it."
Ulysses, wearing a pained expression, waved his hand, releasing dense golden bricks into a little mountain, then jumped on it, lying among the gold bricks and loudly chanting the healing spell.
Holy light fell on Olivia’s chest, slowly healing the wound made by the spear.
"There’s still that page left, Master! It’s a curse book page of up to 700 levels; if you’re not certain, don’t try to handle it lightly!"
Ulysses shouted loudly.
Wu Xiaode looked at the page, about to deploy the Water Army of the Heavenly River, but then a line of small text popped up on the Book of the Dead:
"You used a divine art of the last Epoch to annihilate a Nether Evil Magic of this Epoch, yet in this Epoch, there is no ’Heavenly Decree’ in existence."
"This has already caused so law disturbances."
"You cannot deploy this divine technique any longer."
Cannot deploy—
What to do?
There was no ti to return to the last Epoch—
With his thoughts flashing, Wu Xiaode suddenly grabbed Olivia’s hand and said:
"Do you trust ?"
Olivia, touching her chest solemnly, said, "I was actually about to die just now—if you have any way to let live, to give a chance for revenge, I’m willing to do anything."
Wu Xiaode looked at the Book of the Dead.
— I’m sorry, Zhao Junyu, you might need to wait a bit longer before you can return to the last Epoch to get stronger!
He raised Olivia’s hand, softly saying, "Don’t resist."
Olivia’s hand was placed on the page of the Book of the Dead.
The next instant.
Lines of ice crystal text suddenly erged from the Book of the Dead:
"Do you wish to take the Ghost Queen Olivia as your second Shadow Follower?"
"I am willing," Wu Xiaode said.
Olivia, looking at the Book of the Dead quietly appearing in the void, already sensed the related contract power.
"Is it to beco your follower?" she asked.
Wu Xiaode quickly explained:
"I don’t actually need you to do anything for , it’s only through the contract of this Shadow Follower that I can—"
Before he could finish speaking, the Book of the Dead suddenly shook.
A line of new ice crystal text appeared subsequently:
"You have acquired your second Shadow Follower: Ghost Queen Olivia (Level 679 Death Lord)."
— She had agreed.
Lost in thought, Wu Xiaode stared at the line of ice crystal text, murmuring to complete his earlier statent:
"I can share a power with you, it’s a thod to break the curse that afflicts you..."
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