Chapter 60: Vol1 Ch60: Jack Hans
Translator: La0o9 Editor: La0o9
“What is this?” Myerson scowled as he saw the black liquid in front of him.
“To beco a Ghostn, first your body needs to be modified to have the constitution of an Undead” Noah explained: “This bowl contains a unique strain of germs that will put you into a near-death state that will be better for modifying you into an Undead. Don’t worry, this transformation will not be hard”
“Understood” Myerson had no choice, or to be more exact, this was part of his previous choice.
As he swallowed the black liquid in the bowl, he felt a scorching sensation from his throat all the way down to his stomach, his breathing beca difficult, as if his innards were lting away.
Noah then drew a gleaming golden dagger and spoke with a sincere expression: “This is the ceremonial blade. A dying person when stabbed in the heart by this dagger will beco an Undead, naturally, without the accompanying drugs, this process would feel extrely insufferable”
As the ceremonial blade stabbed into his heart, Myerson felt the entire world beco different. If before, the world around him was vibrant, then it was now completely silent, as if there was a barrier separating him from the world itself.
“The so-called Undead are in fact people whose dying souls are kept in a constant state of nearly separating from their body through a special technique. In this state of near-death, the importance of the vessel rapidly declines, thus eliminating the existence of the human body’s common fatal weak points”
“And the only thing left that binds your soul to your body is the existence of My Lord on this ceremonial blade” Noah carefully put the ceremonial blade away, then prepared to implant Myerson with Chris’ remnant soul.
The body of a living person couldn’t possibly house two souls, such a situation would normally only cause the two souls to pollute one another. Either the host’s soul would beco polluted by the invading remnant soul and their soul would be greatly altered, or the remnant soul would completely devour the host’s soul and take their True Spirit for itself.
But after becoming an Undead, due to the existence of Negary’s Soul’s blood, the two souls would be able to coexist peacefully.
“Most Evil Spirits are mindless and irrational, thus unable to exert the limit of their own power, thus the Ghostn were created for that purpose” Noah explained, then his aura abruptly changed to give off an inhuman ominous feeling: 〖 And from today onwards, you are the leader of the Ghostn 〗
“Yes, Lord Negary!” Myerson felt the power coursing through him and obediently knelt down.
“Earlier, sir Noah told that the Ghostn only have four people including . So besides Cadiz Moreg and Connor Kenway, who is the last mber of the Ghostn?”
〖 An unreliable fellow 〗
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“Killer Jack here, find out more!” as dawn ca over Reya, a man in a white hooded robe with an amiable face had already begun to hand out leaflets to the visiting rchants in town. If you disregarded his words and the things written on his leaflet, you’d mistake him for a clergyman from the Church of Divine Grace.
“Why do I feel like wearing a white robe doesn’t suit ? Should I be wearing a full-black outfit with belts and a mask? h, who cares” Jack muttered to himself doubtfully, then handed his leaflet to an aunty who was carrying food: “Sister, Killer Jack, find out more”
“I don’t know how to read, and I don’t need to hire a killer” the aunty answered.
“That’s because you don’t understand, sister” Jack insisted that she took his leaflet: “The need to hire an assassin doesn’t discriminate from n or won, young or old. Maybe soday your child might lose their life, and then you’ll need ”
“Trust , sister, a woman needs to know a hitman or two. You can ask my partner, Jack Hans, he’s accomplished a feat worthy of his na that countless woman wants to kill him for” Jack spoke with a serious expression: “You know Hans, those animals that think with their lower half”
“Lunatic, scram. Don’t ss with my business or I’m going to call the enforcers” the aunty cursed at him.
“Hah, business is so hard these days” Jack pulled his leaflet back and continued giving them out along the main road.
A dirty middle-aged man who seed a bit awkward hesitated for a long ti before walking up to Jack and spoke respectfully: “Lord Jack, the boss said that there’s a important eting and sent to call you”
“Ah, little B, go back and tell your boss that I have sothing important to do right now. I’m not going to so eting” Jack glossed it over.
“Lord Jack, my na is Brown, not little B” the dirty middle-aged man weakly refuted him: “But this eting is really important, boss said that you have to co”
“Ah, I got it, so it’s finally my turn to take the stage, then I’ll leave handing out these leaflets to you. Don’t be lazy now, little B” Jack gave the stack of leaflets to Brown and spoke seriously.
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“For now, the only official mbers of the Ghostn are us four. The other affiliated troops partly co from my old pirate crew, and partly consisted of criminals who ca to take refuge in Reya” Cadiz Moreg sat on one side and explained the situation to Myerson. He was not too convinced about this guy being their leader, but since the other party was selected by Lord Negary himself, even if he had any dissatisfaction, this wasn’t the ti to voice them.
“I’ve already sent soone to find Jack, he’s also working as an assassin, so if nothing happens, he should be here soon” Cadiz continued.
“If not for a certain reason, I don’t even want to co here” the white-robed Jack walked across the forest of bones while constantly looking up.
“What’s up there?” Myerson asked.
“Nothing, I’m just afraid of a hamr suddenly falling from the sky” Jack murmured: “Am I being unreasonable when I say that, that na should have been given to as an assassin? Why the fat guy instead? Why did I learn to sneak around in the first place?”
“Ignore him, when his secondary soul was implanted, sothing unexpected happened and caused his soul to beco chaotic. He’s always spouting so sort of tasteless joke or doing so inexplicable actions” Cadiz helplessly sighed.
At this point, Jack ca up to the fat man Connor Kenway and spoke with a serious expression: “Hey fatty, what do you think about using a hamr? Or maybe a greatsword? The killing business has been bad lately so I’m planning to open up a weapon shop to make a few bucks, you want to pre-order a badge?”
The 5-ter tall Connor remained silent without saying a word, completely ignoring Jack’s banter.
“So you must be our leader then. I’m the Ghostn King of Killers, Jack. Take care of from now on. Until you beco a box1, I’ll make sure to listen to your orders” Jack displayed a shalessly malicious smile.
Although Myerson didn’t quite understand what ‘beco a box’ ant, it was fine as long as he listened to orders. Myerson nodded and lightly gave the orders: “Lord Negary has given us our first mission. We of the Ghostn shall move out and use the excuse of searching for Chris’ comrades Smick Lancher, Luen Donner and the rest to sweep clean the other forces within Reystromia”
“At the sa ti, we will be recruiting more Ghostn affiliate troops, all of whom will undergo the Undead transformation” Myerson slowly explained as an ominous dark glow appeared on his body.
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