There was no doubt that this girl floating in the waves was the original owner of the sacrificial soul.
Roy was not surprised when he saw that this girl was a corpse. If the original owner had not died, it would have been impossible for her soul to leave her body. He was just a little depressed. Why did he teleport into the sea and encounter such stormy weather?
The storm on the sea was extremely terrifying. The power that stirred the world would even make demons tremble.
Looking at the lightning bolts shuttling through the dark clouds along with the violent wind and rain, Roy did not dare to fly, afraid of being struck by lightning.
Therefore, Roy simply used his frost power to freeze the seawater and create a floating island of hundreds of square meters.
The only thing he was glad about now was that he did not master the power of flames. If he had mastered flames, he would really be at a loss in this sea.
After the floating island was built, Fat Tiger dragged the girl's corpse up. He dog-paddled faster than Roy in the waves, so Roy had asked him to salvage the corpse.
After Fat Tiger got on the floating island, Roy used his frost power again to create an ice wall that enveloped the entire floating island. This way, the storm was isolated outside the ice. Although the floating island had no foundation and it was inevitably tossed around in the stormy sea, it was better than being drenched.
Only then did Roy have the time to look at the girl's corpse.
This girl looked like she was only in her teens. She was very young, and her clothes were already tattered beyond recognition. With her clothes not covering her body, Roy naturally saw the tragic wounds on her body.
There were severe strangulation marks on her ankles and wrists, indicating that she had been tied up before. However, she had been trying to break free, so her wrists and ankles were covered in bruises.
There were countless crisscrossing wounds on her limbs, chest, and back. Roy took a closer look and found that some were from whips, some were from fires, and some were purely from knives. These wounds were old and new, and some were even new wounds on top of the old ones.
However, these scars were nothing. The most serious injuries were on her chest and eyes. Her right breast had been completely cut off. Although her eyelids were closed, they were sunken in. Blood flowed out from the corners of her eyes from time to time. When she reached out to touch it, she knew that her eyes had also been gouged out …
It was hard to imagine what kind of torture this girl had suffered when she was alive. Not to mention a teenage girl, even a demon like Roy found such torture cruel.
Such injuries could only have been caused by her own kind. Although demons would also kill their own kind, they basically killed and took away their souls. There were very few cases of torture and killing, so for a moment, Roy felt that humans were even more ruthless to their own kind than demons were to their own kind …
It was no wonder that she would feel such intense hatred when she died …
Looking at Cassandra's corpse, Roy was a little worried. The demon contract required him to take revenge for Cassandra, but she was already dead and did not leave any information behind. How could Roy know who her enemies were? Where are they?
Although Cassandra's soul was now in Roy's hands, he had devoured souls before. He knew that although there were some memories of the original owner in the soul, they were very rare. When demons devoured souls, they could only see some discontinuous fragments, and it was even difficult for them to leave an impression in the minds of demons.
If not for this, the demons of the Abyss would have long become schizophrenic due to the memory problems in the souls after devouring so many souls …
There seemed to be a way to extract the memory information in the soul, but it seemed to be a rather unique magic, and Roy did not know how to do it now.
Do I have to create the Impure Earth Reincarnation skill on the spot? But I don't have many souls now …
After thinking about it, Roy found that there was only one way left in this situation, and that was his demon blood!
Demon blood was very special. This was because the bloodline of demons was very strong. Just like demons themselves, they had a strong invasive nature. Therefore, once demon blood entered the bodies of other creatures, it would immediately have a corrosive effect on them, causing them to mutate.
In a sense, demons could be seen as the ancestors of many monsters …
So far, Roy had seen two kinds of monsters created by demon blood. One was in the Van Helsing world, where an unknown demon used his demon blood to create the vampire Count Dracula. The second time was the illusion demon, César, who used his blood to create the heretics of the Thule Society who could use illusion spells.
The difference between the two incidents of demon blood creating monsters was the state of the creature that received the demon blood at the time.
Dracula drank demon blood when he was about to die, so he became an undead creature. As for the heretics of César, they drank demon blood when they were alive, so they could still be considered living monsters.
Roy's current situation was different from the two. Cassandra was already dead, so Roy did not know what his demon blood would do to her.
From the system space, he took out Frostmourne and gently wiped it on the palm of his left hand. Then he pinched open Cassandra's mouth with his right hand, clenched his left fist, and raised it high, letting his blood drip into her mouth.
However, as the demon blood dripped down, Roy discovered something strange. The color of his demon blood seemed to have changed a little.
From its original purplish-red color, it had turned a little green. He did not know why.
Is it because of the bloodline after advancing?
Roy did not quite understand, but now was not the time to think about this. He did not drip too much demon blood, and the wound on his palm quickly healed.
Without thinking of dripping more, Roy began to observe the changes on Cassandra's body.
The change came very quickly, but it caught Roy off guard. After the demon blood began to take effect, Cassandra's corpse quickly began to fester from her mouth!
No, to be precise, it was not festering but rotting! The flesh and blood on Cassandra's body first turned black, and then it quickly turned into thick black water that flowed down. This decay began from her mouth and spread to her head and neck at the same time. Soon, only a skeleton was left of the corpse, and the flesh and blood turned into thick water that flowed all over the ice.
This change naturally shocked Roy, and he subconsciously took a few steps back.
Looking at Cassandra turning into a skeleton wrapped in rags, Roy was speechless. Did I mess up? Is there something wrong with my demon blood?
Just as Roy was thinking this, a faint layer of black mist suddenly spread out from Cassandra's corpse.
With a slight crack, Cassandra's finger bones on the ice moved slightly.
Roy immediately stared at Cassandra's corpse, and then he realized that this was not an illusion. The originally dead Cassandra was actually moving. She used her hands to support herself on the ice, and her upper body slowly stood up.
It can't be, right? My demon blood can actually create undead?
Or is it because I used demon blood on the corpses?
"I … Where … am I?"
After Cassandra woke up, she seemed to be still in a daze, so she could not help but say this. But the flesh and blood of her corpse had already rotted, and without the support of her vocal cords, it was logically impossible for her to make a sound. But Roy heard her voice, which was very strange.
Looking at Cassandra carefully, Roy was sure that her body had no soul. Her soul was still in his hands, so it could not be the language of the soul.
Is this the language of the undead?
At this moment, Cassandra seemed to have finally returned to her senses. There was no light on this frozen floating island, but her empty eye sockets emitted a faint light, allowing her to see Roy's appearance.
After seeing Roy, Cassandra was clearly shocked and screamed. She desperately wanted to retreat, but when her hands touched the ground, she realized that something was wrong with her. She did not sense anything.
She subconsciously raised her hand in front of her eyes and realized that her hand had turned into a skeleton. She panicked even more.
"W-what's wrong with me?!"
After seeing that she had really woken up, Roy was no longer in a hurry. He stretched out his hand and used the power of frost to create a large ice chair. Then he sat down and reclined on the chair. His tail rested on the armguard on one side, and his right hand hung down from the armguard on the other side. He stroked Fat Tiger lying on the ground like a demon king and said to Cassandra, "Do you really not remember anything at all?"
After hearing Roy's words, countless scenes suddenly appeared in Cassandra's mind, and her memories returned.
"I … I dreamed that my soul fell into a dark space full of flames …" Cassandra muttered to herself before looking up at Roy.
"That's right!" Roy nodded. "That's the Abyss of Hell. Your soul with intense hatred fell into the Abyss of Hell, and I obtained it. Now, since I've accepted the sacrifice, I will satisfy your wish for revenge in return, so I resurrected you. But unfortunately, your corpse is already cold, so it seems like you can only exist in the form of an undead …" Roy nodded.
"Is … is that so?" Cassandra looked at her body that had turned into bones in disbelief. After a long silence, she thought of something and suddenly stood up from the ground.
Then, a cold aura emitted from her body. Cassandra's skeletal body floated up slightly with the eruption of the cold aura and floated in the air.
As the cold aura spread out, the tattered clothes on her body fluttered in the wind.
Seeing this scene, even Roy was stunned.
"No … No way?! It's actually … a lich?! "
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