Chapter 14

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

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There was only this short sentence and nothing else.

York looked puzzled after reading the description.

What did it mean by ‘Do you desire to have a soul?’

Did that mean he didn’t have a soul now?

York couldn’t figure out what was going on.

In his previous life, he was an ordinary worker in the human world. Now, he was an undead creature in the game world.

The concept of soul was too abstract for him.

York shook his head and put the question aside.

When the time was right, he would deal with it. After all, this talent was not a threat to him.

The most important thing was to do what was right in front of him.

York’s attributes were invincible on the second level. There was no point in staying on the second level.

“It’s about time to head to the third level.”

The catacombs was divided into five levels.

Every level was a dividing line.

The lower he went in the catacombs, the stronger the monsters were.

At the same time, it was also more dangerous.

…

After exploring the second level, York soon found the way to the next level.

Just like last time, York jumped in.

Upon reaching the third level, York was shocked by what he saw.

The third level was actually a graveyard.

The dark and rotten land was covered in this strange white silk.

Ancient stone monoliths rose from the ground, and the corners of them that were covered in moss were tainted with jet black blood.

“No wonder the death aura in the catacombs is so heavy, there is such a secret hidden underground.”

“But who are these tombstones and when were they buried here?”

As more and more questions filled his mind, York felt as if he were gradually approaching some unknown secret.

This game called The New Age did not seem as simple as he had seen before.

Confused, York stepped into this unknown land.

York kept walking a few hundred meters into the cemetery. The longer he walked, the stranger he felt.

Logically speaking, there should be a large number of undead creatures in such a graveyard.

However, after York looked around for a long time, there were no undead at all.

“Are all the undead here locked in their coffins?”

With this ridiculous thought in mind, York walked over to a pile of tombstones that looked the most intact. He wiped the dust accumulated on the tombstones and checked them.

The words engraved on the gravestone were not the words of the human world in his previous life, but the Herbicen language unique to The New Age.

In his previous life, York had been a veteran gamer in The New Age for three years. He knew a little about this language.

He narrowed his eyes and stared at the row of blood-colored words on the tombstone.

“I am cursed!”

…

“Interesting.”

It had to be said that such an environment coupled with such strange words was indeed very frightening.

However, York wasn’t scared. He was an undead, so he felt no fear.

York walked to the grave and took out his bone sword.

He started digging the graves.

York had no respect for the dead.

He was here to grind monsters and level up, not for an outing.

‘Since you refuse to come out and play with me, I can only forcefully pull you out.’

After digging for more than ten minutes, York was stunned when he saw the outline of the coffin.

He seemed to have dug up something special.

After cleaning up the dirt on the coffin, York stared blankly at it.

It was a strange blood-red coffin.

The bright red color was especially striking in this dark graveyard. It felt like Pandora’s box, making him unable to shift his eyes away.

York couldn’t resist the temptation. He walked forward, grabbed the coffin, and lifted it up.

Though York had prepared himself mentally, he was still shocked by the scene in the coffin.

Lying in the coffin was neither a terrifying zombie nor a monster.

Instead, it was a beautiful young girl who was quietly sleeping.

The young girl looked to be about 17 years old. She was wearing a gorgeous red evening gown. Her exposed skin was like the snow on the highlands. Her porcelain-like exquisite facial features were flawless and exquisite like a work of art.

“What a monster!”

Even with York’s strong mental state, he couldn’t help exclaiming. He had seen many beauties in his previous life, but they were like weeds by the roadside compared to her.

Curious, York jumped into the coffin and reached out to touch the girl’s cheek.

He didn’t know if it was his imagination, but he felt a sense of disdain and displeasure from her, but she couldn’t resist. She had no choice but to accept it.

York was even more excited. He pinched the girl’s beautiful face and savored the wonderful sensation.

While York was secretly pleased, he couldn’t help but think.

Was this girl dead?

If she was dead, why was her corpse so well preserved?