Ending my business in the infirmary, I stretched my neck and unequipped Lucy before stretching my arms next.
The ti was nine in the evening. Two hours had passed since I left Thomas back in the dorms. I couldn't proceed with my plans if he wasn't awake.
Going out of the infirmary, I went back to the Dorms. There were so of the usual players who spotted and asked for gil like I was a walking bank or sothing.
I equipped Lucy, and the blood-hungry sword released shock waves that blasted the weak players into smithereens. And with speed and precision, my shot swooped and delivered lethal retribution to the others who managed to survive.
Lucy was vibrating in delight. It must be sated from all the blood it consud. Though it pulsated, letting know that it still wanted more.
And I obliged its whish. I didn't have to exert any effort, though. The insects were constantly buzzing around .
If I left them alone, then they would suck the blood out of . It was ti to swat them into a paste.
My lips stretched into a grin, and the double moon hanging in the sky intensified the bloody night as the carnage continued until I reached my room.
Inside, I thought I would finally have a quick rest, but I felt an ominous aura suffocating instead. It was dark, and I felt a presence so foul I could almost taste it.
Pulling the reserve lamp from my inventory, I switched it on, and the place was brightly lit, revealing Thomas by the window.
However, instead of the innocent boy I used to know. The kid standing by the window didn't have any trace of innocence. There was no emotion on his placid face. Only thirst and hunger in his bloodshot eyes.
His skin was deadly pale, almost greyish, peeling off from his flesh. His exposed bone sticking out from his limb was broken. He seed to want to break out from the window but hurt his arms instead.
His face hollowed, eyes sunken, and what remained of his hair was falling off his head.
"GgrrRrr (My Lord) . . ."
A gurgling sound rasped from Thomas's opened mouth. Like it was his first ti speaking. His teeth were falling off, and his gums were rotting.
And oddly enough . . . I could understand his makeshift words.
". . ." Did Thomas . . . turned into a Zombie?
I used [Evil Eyes]
‖ T H O M A S ‖
Location: Castle Rock
Age: 14
Class: Ghoul (Voracious Eater)
Description:
❶ a player who was brought into this world a month ago.
❷ An innocent and nice kid that died and turned into a ghoul. An undead that can't be killed as long as its master is alive.
As a voracious eater, he needs to feed on flesh and blood every day, or his flesh will rot.
❸ Number of Tokens: 0
‖ A T T R I B U T E ‖
HP: ꝏ
MP: 100
STRG: 10
DEF: 5
MDF: 2
INT: 10 2
AGL: 30 2
LCK: 14 2
‖ S K I L L ‖
Passive Skill:
❶ Undead Body
As long as your Lord is alive, you have eternal life.
❷ Undying Loyalty
You're forever loyal and obedient to your Lord until death.
❸ Voracious Eater
You need to eat flesh every day, or you will rot.
The ATP of the body you eat will beco your ATP. Only the highest ATP applied.
❹ Rotting Flesh
Your body is poison. With your claws, saliva, secretions, and breath, you can poison your enemies.
❺ Heightened Senses
Turning into a ghoul, you acquired thermal vision, a bestial nose, and sensitive ears.
Active Skill:
❶ Bad Breath (LV. 1)
–– a foul-slling breath that would poison your enemy
–– singe enemy target
–– Cost – 10MP
–– 1-minute cooldown
‖ W E A K N E S S ‖
❶ Fire
❷ Divine
‖ E N D ‖
Ghoul?
But that wasn't important. Thomas turning into an undead with eternal life and could even absorb the highest ATP of the flesh he ate was . . . unexpected.
"GgrRrghhH . . . (My Lord. I'm hungry)." As soon as Thomas let out a low growl, his arm fell off, and he just casually picked it up.
It looked like his sanity was gone, as well as his brain. I don't think he could think like a normal human being right now.
That would be ideal. I didn't want a brainless undead attacking whoever he saw.
"GrRrRrrRhhH . . . (My Lord . . . I'm hungry)," he repeated.
A grin stretched my lips. "Is that so? We'll . . . I have the perfect food for you."
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It was about ten in the evening, the perfect ti to commit murder.
The darkness covered everything, with the only light coming from the moon casting a silver glow on Castle Rock Town.
So players were already in bed, sleeping. Others were still roaming around, doing whatever they were doing under the comfort of darkness.
The sa could be said about Edie, Ben, and Jo. The trio was doing an orgy in the Arena of all places.
I guess it was the only area that was big enough to accommodate their numbers.
Closing [Evil Eyes], we made our way towards the coliseum.
"GggRrrgGhHh . . . (My Lord, I'm hungry)."
"Yes. Yes. I know. Just wait a little longer. You'll have plenty of bodies to feed."
"GggRrrgGhHh . . . (My Lord, I'm hungry)."
Augh . . . He's like a broken record on repeats.
I think Thomas would be like that until he got his food.
I briefly glanced at him.
Thomas was dragging his arm, and now his ankle was broken from just walking twenty ters.
If this kept up, he would fall apart.
He didn't beco my minion for so reason.
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