Chapter 37

Translator: Exodus Tales

Editor: Exodus Tales

Not only did Shidon’s face look pale at the moment, but Fang Zheng’s face didn’t look any better. Think about it, you were planning on going to the lower Shadowfang Keep but as soon as you entered, you encountered Kel’Thuzad; how would you feel then?

[TLN: Shadowfang Keep is a level 22-30 dungeon located in the Horde leveling zone of Silverpine Forest whereas Kel’Thuzad is the founder of the Cult of the Damned and one of the principal agents of the Lich King responsible for the spreading of the plague of undeath across Lordaeron.

http://wowwiki.fandom.com/wiki/Shadowfang_Keep

http://wowwiki.fandom.com/wiki/Kel%27Thuzad ]

F**k, he isn’t playing by the rules! The versions are just completely different!

Fang Zheng, gazing at the lich floating in the air, took a few steps back. It wasn’t surprising that he and Shidon hadn’t anticipated this kind of situation; truthfully, the enemy’s disguise was really well done. One of the top powerhouses of the Council of Death had to possess the legendary Domain. According to the reason, such an existence was a strong general with powerful troops for sure, it could basically control any type of undead creature. It wasn’t impossible to have a few banshees and bone dragons. If Fang Zheng and the others went up against higher level troops earlier, perhaps they would not have ventured so deep this easily.

And what’s the result? Uncle, you are quite familiar with the routine of playing pig to eat the tiger!

Basically, Fang Zheng and Shidon hadn’t encountered any other undead creatures apart from skeleton soldiers and undead giants on the way. Therefore, neither Fang Zheng nor Shidon cared; they both believed that it must have been a crazy lich, that’s all. An ordinary lich might have been dangerous to great knights such as Marth and Shidon, but it was still within the range of tolerance.

But they hadn’t expected that it would be one of the most terrifying and strongest existences of the Council of Death! A lich lord!

More or less, you are a boss-level monster, can’t you maintain some face at least? As for playing with us like this, what are you trying to do by acting so low-key? When have the bosses in the big games not worn gold and silver, where will you find someone like you, draping only a black robe and tattered at that… Fang Zheng said to himself as he looked away.

Oh… right, a lich has no face. 

“That’s right! Since you are here, then don’t go…”

Nonetheless, Frank acted in a very calm and poised manner at the moment. He stretched his hand out and clawed in Fang Zheng and Shidon’s direction.

Right at the same time, a blaze suddenly emerged by the lich lord’s side, like a meteor shooting over.

“Stop!”

Great Knight Marth, raising the long sword that was wrapped in scorching flames over his head, roared and clenched his grip before slashing it down. Immediately after, the scorching hot flames flew towards the lich lord hovering in the air. However, the lich lord didn’t even so much as glance at Great Knight Marth. Before the scorching flame could even touch him, a layer of translucent spiritual barrier appeared around the lich lord. In the blink of an eye, the originally raging flames grew smaller like the candle flickering in the wind before they were completely extinguished.

Be that as it may, the lich lord didn’t stop his actions, not even for a moment. He stretched his right hand out and clawed lightly. Fang Zheng and Shidon found the ground shaking in the next moment as a wall made of bones rose from the ground behind them, blocking their retreat immediately.

What bad luck!?

Looking at the scene before his eyes, Fang Zheng’s face fell to the bottom of the valley. He gripped the Skybreaker as his eyes flickered with hesitation. To be honest, Fang Zheng didn’t expect these monsters of the main world to be creepier than the last. If I was just a bit more cautious… it still would have been useless!

He didn’t have a deep understanding of this world. Without sufficient information, he didn’t have much choice but to rely on the judgment of others.

“Everyone who comes is a guest, why don’t you guys join me in my ritual too?”

“Absolutely impossible!”

Shidon, hearing the lich lord’s words, shouted in anger and raised the giant sword in his hand before charging again. But the lich lord obviously knew that a villain dies by talking too much, so he didn’t talk too much. He just extended his hand and gestured a few times in the air. Immediately after, a hair-raising scene appeared before everyone.

Suddenly, the corpses of more than 10 templars lying on the ground burst from inside and their bones flew out as if they had been pulled by indivisible silk threads, spinning and reassembling. A huge upper body was stitched in just a short while; it was a terrifying monster holding a long sickle with both hands.

“Be careful, it’s the grim reaper!”

Marth’s expression changed fiercely at the sight of the monster in front of him. He immediately charged forward and tried to attack this terrifying monster from both sides with Shidon. But the opposite party’s reaction was faster than they had expected. Almost at the same moment of its formation, the grim reaper raised his hand fiercely and swung the scythe 180 degrees hard, hitting the weapons in Shidon and Marth’s hand first. The two great knights’ figures jolted before they backed away. However, the cold was still spreading rapidly through their hands; a thick layer of frost had formed on their arms in an instant.

What terrifying strength! 

Marth and Shidon shook their hands, shattering the ice binding their arms at once. At the same time, they both glanced at each other and noticed the surprise and fear in each other’s hearts. This was just one grim reaper summoned by the lich lord and much to their surprise and dismay, it was on par with the duo.

Even if Marth and Shidon were heroic knights, they broke out into a cold sweat. The Council of Death might have been notorious but unlike the Doomsday Cult and Twilight Legion that liked making trouble everywhere, they rarely appeared before others. On the contrary, because the Council of Death believed in the motif, ‘everything will die’, they had the patience to wait for their enemies to self-destruct. Therefore, the Council of Death was active more in the cemetery or on the battlefield, in fact. More often than not, they would dig out the remains of some powerful experts and resurrect them, turning them into undead. Of course, this kind of blasphemy would not be accepted and recognized by the church.

In the church, rumor had it that the Council of Death was low-key but they were in fact the most terrifying enemy of all living creatures. If they encountered some tricky opponent, they would not try to kill the said party with any means necessary like the Twilight Legion and the Doomsday Cult; they would rather wait patiently.

After all, time was on their side. They didn’t need to do anything themselves. As long as they waited patiently, then those powerful enemies would die or other people would kill them. Then, wouldn’t their corpses be gift wrapped for them to dig up?

And all because of this kind of passive attitude to avoid the fight, most people in the world mistakenly thought of the Council of Death as a clown similar to the Doomsday Cult that only engaged in secret plots but immediately lost in real battles. 

But now the lich lord shattered this rumor with just one move. Although they didn’t like frontal confrontation, that didn’t mean that the Council of Death was a jumping clown in the rat hole. A grim reaper could resist a full-power attack from the two great knights, Shidon and Marth. In fact, Frank still had no intention of making a move even now. He seemed to be more interested in the ritual. 

However, this didn’t mean that Frank would let them make trouble for him. Right then, he raised his right hand and snapped his finger. Immediately after, the torn flesh and blood of those templars wriggled and began to merge like melted pudding. Very soon, their flesh and blood merged into two hideous monsters of flesh and blood of equal heights, rushing towards Fang Zheng and other templars in the next moment.

F*** me! 

Fang Zheng’s eyes were almost ready to pop out at the sight of this scene. He had only heard of the Council of Death from Shidon and came to know that these undead creatures had profound knowledge in the transformation of life and death. However, it was only at this moment that Fang Zheng came to realize how terrifying these liches were. Even after having created grim reapers using their bones, they still used the remaining flesh and blood, the waste, to create two flesh golems. These things could be ranked in the middle among the undead creatures. Their strength depended on the raw materials used to make them. If these golems’ flesh and blood came from a few peasants, Fang Zheng would not have felt any kind of pressure for sure, not in the least. But the golems’ flesh belonged to templars, which was a totally different thing. 

The flesh golem was much faster than Fang Zheng had imagined. In just a few breaths, it was already standing before Fang Zheng. Fang Zheng’s scalp began to tingle, looking at the giant mound of flesh before him. He had been to the World of Diablo and Dark Souls. It wasn’t that he hadn’t seen a disgusting monster before, but it was really the first time Fang Zheng had seen a monster this disgusting.

Fang Zheng might not have had a clear idea of how these flesh golems were made but he could see that this monster’s body looked as if the templars’ limbs were melted and fused into this form. He felt sick just looking at it. To his shock and disgust, its organs seemed to be working!?

Especially when he saw the five eyes that were located in the wrong places, staring at him, blinking. Fang Zheng almost vomited from disgust.

“ROAR~~~~~!”

However, the flesh golem didn’t feel the same way. It was like a beast that relied on its instinct. It attacked Fang Zheng with a furious roar. Suddenly, two arms sprang out from its jelly-like body, holding two blood-stained longswords in its hands.

How terrifying! 

Facing the monster in front of him, Fang Zheng cursed in a low voice before rolling to one side. Having avoided two consecutive slashes from the enemy, he replied with a backhand slash. The sword immediately burst with a dazzling glow that struck the flesh golem’s body, riddling it with small holes.

Because it didn’t have blood, the flesh and blood lining these holes appeared disgustingly pale. Even the shriveled blood vessels and internal organs could be seen clearly. What disgusted him even more so was the fact that they were still working because of the influence of the magic!

Fang Zheng felt that he had to go to the bathroom immediately and find a place to vomit. Unfortunately, there was no toilet nearby, nor did have the time for it. After getting hit, the flesh golem’s body quivered before a pair of arms emerged from the place where it was attacked, holding a longsword in each hand, slashing at Fang Zheng. However, Fang Zheng didn’t retreat this time. He flipped the long sword in his hand as a dazzling holy glow drew a pleasing silver arc in the air, sundering the two arms in front of him. Next, dazzling swords of light emerged by Fang Zheng’s side as he raised his hand before swishing towards the front.

Countless swords of light riddled the flesh golem with hundreds of thousands of holes in a flash, turning it from jelly to cheese. Nevertheless, as far as the flesh golem was concerned, it wasn’t that big of a problem. Its body was paralyzed for a moment before it began to fuse again.

At the same time, undead giants from both sides came rushing over with large strides.