Chapter 82
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"You, how is it possible, cough!"
In the fog outside the monastery, a battle to the death finally came to an end. Under the silver sword light, Peter Carter's body was cut in half. The range of the distorted painting was broken through, and he no longer had the means to save his life.
The magic essence quickly disappeared with the loss of blood, and the painting of the bound soul in the air finally ushered in a release. The screams gradually dissipated, and Peter's pupils began to dilate as he lay on the ground.
"I didn't expect to be here. Hehe, but boy, don't be complacent. Making a deal with that kind of existence, one day you will also …"
The man with only half of his body left recalled the great existence he had just seen. Before he finished speaking, he had already died, leaving only a mocking smile on his face. Luo Ya, covered in blood, gasped for breath, but he could no longer hear anything else.
He could only feel the scorching heat in his body. The undead state was still in effect. At the end of this skill, many of the injuries caused by the Virgin Mary statue began to recover rapidly.
His flesh began to wriggle like sprouts, connecting and healing, and the recovery ability unique to the undead was filling the hole in his body.
【3...2...1...0】
[Skill "Gulan Daer's Agreement" ended]
The sound of the end of the skill sounded, and at the same time, the evaluation data in the system also spun wildly and finally stopped.
Luo Ya glanced at the evaluation in the system and was not surprised by the skyrocketing value. He reached out to touch the bloody hole in his chest and found that there was only a layer of blood there, and the skin below had recovered.
Is the recovery ability of the undead so powerful?
Luo Ya thought, recalling the zombies and other things in various works in his previous life. According to the morality of this world, that kind of thing might be considered a little brother.
"The effect is good, but … it's so tiring."
The black-haired boy shook his body. From an ordinary human to an undead creature and back again, his body had suffered great damage in the process. Even if the wound had healed now, the weakness of his body still could not be immediately improved.
If there was a sentence to describe Luo Ya's feelings now, it would be — — his body seemed to be hollowed out.
The black-haired boy's body swayed as he glanced back and forth a few times before he leaned against the signboard at the entrance of the monastery with difficulty. The signboard for 42 Rock Street had been in disrepair for a long time and could not bear the weight of the Luo Ya.
He took deep breaths to calm the discomfort in his body and turned his head to look at the monastery in the fog. A relieved smile appeared on his face.
Although he was surrounded by danger and had used a large number of tools, Luo Ya, who was at a disadvantage in the Source Grade, had still won in the end. He had protected the unconscious Nuo Aier, which was enough for him.
"But, after her, I might fall sick too …"
The young man gripped his dagger and smiled bitterly. He gritted his teeth and struggled to walk towards the monastery.
He had to get Friar Crowe to deal with Peter's corpse, otherwise, it would attract soldiers …
Luo Ya thought as he moved his legs. Suddenly, he found that his vision was much clearer. He looked up and found that the sky was already bright. The golden sunlight began to penetrate the fog.
Dawn and dusk, this was the time to rest and rearrange the sequence of locations in the Great Labyrinth. It was a routine that only had two hours a day. Luo Ya looked at his reflection on the ground and sighed with relief. The long night had finally passed.
But before this simple sigh could leave his mouth, the young man was stunned because he found that there was another shadow beside the small figure on the ground.
There was someone behind him!
Luo Ya suddenly felt a sense of danger. In this place where danger lurked everywhere, Luo Ya had no allies to speak of. So, when he saw this situation, he did not hesitate to stab back with the dagger in his hand and quickly adjust his body. But he did not expect that the almost invincible dagger would fail this time.
"Ding!"
A metallic hum sounded from the dagger. Luo Ya stared in disbelief behind him and saw a handsome blond man holding the tip of the dagger with his finger.
Yes, it was just a finger.
It was a slender and white index finger with distinct joints. From the state of the muscles, it could be seen that he did not use much strength and did not use much supernatural power. According to common sense, the dagger should have directly penetrated such a delicate finger, but the situation now was the opposite.
The dagger failed, and Luo Ya could find the reason.
Looking up at the face that was similar to the unconscious blond girl in the monastery, Luo Ya had already figured out the identity of the person behind him in just a few seconds. He also knew that his worst expectations had become reality.
He and Nuo Aier were caught.
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