Chapter 19

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

As soon as they entered the fourth level, York heard terrified thoughts and wails. He turned and saw the Bat King huddled on the ground, trembling and looking around nervously.

If not for the fact that York was still grabbing its neck, it would have fled faster than a rat.

“Brother, let’s go. This is not a place for us to stay!”

York patted its head fiercely, “You useless thing. Can you even be considered a Boss like this?”

The Bat King said aggrievedly, “Even Bosses are afraid of death!”

York did not want to argue with it. He was indeed a little frightened by this scene.

This place did not look like the underground at all. Instead, it seemed to be an alternate space.

Not only was there vast space, but there were also forests and a tall sky.

There was also a strange red moon in the sky.

…

At this moment, York looked forward and saw two human figures wandering over from the edge of the sparse forest.

When he was close, he could see that they were two zombie monsters with huge sabers in their hands.

[Stitched Monster]

[Race]: Undead Race – Mutated Zombie

[Level]: 35

[Status]: Health Points: 800, Magic Power: 600

[Attributes]: Constitution 87, Strength 93, Intelligence 63, Agility 91

“They’re here!”

As soon as the two zombies appeared, the Bat King let out a strange cry and flapped its broken wings to flee.

“F*ck, you coward, come back!” York shouted.

However, the Bat King was probably too stunned to hear York.

At that moment, the two stitched zombies had rushed up with huge sabers.

York had no choice but to fight back.

Dong!

The huge sabers smashed down, and the ground instantly cracked open.

York rose into the air and dodged the attack. At the same time, he drew his bone sword and slashed at the neck of the stitched zombie.

Slash!

The huge, hideous head flew out, but there was no blood from the neck of the stitched zombie.

Before York landed, the headless zombie’s hand suddenly reached out and grabbed York’s sword.

At the same time, the saber slashed at York.

Gritting his teeth, York abandoned the giant sword in his hand and quickly dodged.

However, as soon as he landed, another stitched zombie’s saber attacked him.

York lost his weapon and fled under the siege of the two stitched zombies.

Without thinking, York ran towards the Forest of Fog.

As York fled, the two stitched zombies chased after him and unknowingly disappeared from the original spot.

…

“Damn it! How long do these two fellows need to chase?”

After running in the forest for an unknown period of time, York was completely lost. He only fled instinctively.

A gray fog filled the surroundings as it quickly flashed by, looking at the strange withered trees and weeds around.

A bad feeling filled York’s heart, but the stitched zombies chasing him did not give him a chance to think.

After York and the two zombies entered a forest, countless vines and branches seemed to come alive and attacked them instantly.

Endless vines rushed up and wrapped around York and the two stitched zombies like they were worms.

The irrational zombies were attacked and struggled crazily. They waved their sabers and slashed at the vines that kept coming endlessly.

However, their resistance was useless. When their sabers slashed at the vines, it was like striking steel. It was useless.

Instead, it provoked the anger of these vines, which entangled them even more crazily. Soon, the two stitched zombies were completely submerged.

Then, in front of York, the two zombies withered like popped balloons due to the countless vines, turning into skeletons.

…

York quickly reacted to the situation. He did not struggle like the two zombies, instead, he stood motionless and let the vines hold his body.

At this moment, York was focused on a huge, withered tree.

The tree was at least a hundred meters tall.

The huge dark brown branches were eye-catching. What was even more terrifying was that the tree trunk was filled with distorted human faces, making one’s scalp tingle.

[Wraith Tree]

[Level]: 50

[Status]: Health Points 2000, Magic Power 1800

[Attributes]: Constitution 217, Strength 198, Intelligence 207, Agility 173

[Talent]: Corrosion Growth

[Skills]: Sorrowful Domain, Death Roots, Vengeful Spirit Summoning, Ghostly Fire Devour.

…

York stared at the Wraith Tree without moving, trying not to show any animosity.

According to his previous life’s memory, he knew that this Wraith Tree was a demon with an extremely high growth rate.

As long as it lived on the energy and matter of other monsters, it would absorb almost all creatures that entered its territory.

However, York had a special identity.

He was a skeleton.

The energy and matter of the skeleton were contained in the firm and hard skeleton. They were extremely difficult to absorb and were not suitable for the Wraith Tree to absorb.

Therefore, as long as he did not show any animosity, the Wraith Tree would not waste effort absorbing the small Level 11 Skeleton monster after eating its fill.

Indeed, the vines around York probed him for a while before stopping.

Seemingly confused, the Wraith Tree did not find anything edible on the prey.

However, the vines did not let go.

Soon, a small vine the size of a green snake reached over.

Then, at the tip of this vine, a hole slowly opened, revealing a cold eye that had no eyelashes.