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"My luck is absolutely terrible. I actually ran into a tyrant of the dead here."

Hua Wuye shook his head and smiled bitterly; the others had also completely lost the will to fight.

Fighting desperately in front of a supreme undead is pointless and may even accelerate the rate at which one is eroded by the power of death.

"This is pointless, everyone. Let's move on to the final step."

Hua Wuye's voice was hoarse and dry as he packed up all his weapons and equipment and sealed them underground along with the data board from Wuyou Township using the special sealing technology of Wuyou Township.

This is his last ripple. As long as someone comes to retrieve it, it will add to the fighting strength of the survivors.

The others silently did the same thing as him, but their faces showed no despair, only deep relief.

Fortunately, during the alliance period, several guilds shared resources, and everyone left their legacy in the Hall of Legacy in the Ideal Kingdom.

"The world will not perish. Though I die today, there will be successors in the future!"

Hua Wuye's voice was strong and clear. He stood up with his head held high, removed the concealment runes, and exposed the aura of the living to all the dead.

In the air, the overlord of the dead frowned, then coldly looked at the kings of the dead around him.

"A bunch of useless trash! So many living beings were hiding right under your noses, and you didn't even notice!"

Tantai Qingxuan's voice was filled with anger, and a hint of murderous intent lingered within it:

"This is a crucial route for our army. If these survivors possess some powerful trap and ambush us here, impacting our subsequent advance, can you bear the consequences?"

Thump thump—

The dead trembled and knelt on the ground, even the kings of the dead were as docile as quails at this moment.

Whether from the perspective of the strict hierarchy among the dead or from the perspective of righteousness, they could not refute Tantai Qingxuan's question.

Even if Tantai Qingxuan were to completely annihilate them now, he would not be at fault.

The dead are endless; when they are gone, even smarter and stronger dead will take their place. In fact, their complete death can even contribute to the supreme Son of Death.

Tantai Qingxuan's pressure grew heavier and heavier, and the Kings of the Dead trembled all over.

Hua Wuye and the others were also trembling, their faces ashen.

Because, from the moment this overlord of the dead descended, they were firmly locked and suppressed by the dense power of death, and could not even commit suicide!

"This is... troublesome."

Everyone's foreheads were covered in sweat, and their faces showed fear.

For them, death is not scary; what is scary is betraying their faith and being transformed into the dead.

Only a few seconds had passed, but for the living and the dead present, it felt like an eternity.

Finally, Tantai Qingxuan let out another cold snort and said:

"I'll deal with you trash after I've dealt with these living people."

After he finished speaking, a terrifying power of death blotted out the sky and turned the entire world gray and black.

The light vanished instantly, and there was nothing left in sight except for the terrifying aura of the Overlord of the Dead, drawing ever closer.

"Huffing and puffing—"

Heavy breathing echoed, just when Hua Wuye and the others thought it was all over.

Beside her, Tantai Yue suddenly raised her head and called out in a voice that was both uncertain and surprised:

"Father! Is that you?"

Hua Wuye and the others were taken aback at first, and then their expressions suddenly became complicated.

At this time, attempting a father-daughter reunion is not a good thing; it only adds to the despair.

"Besides, even if you recognize them, so what? Once you're dead, you've lost all emotion; all you see is death."

But the performance of the Undead Overlord shocked everyone.

With a face full of love and concern, Tantai Qingxuan stepped forward, embraced Tantai Yue, and gently stroked her head with his rough hands:

"Little Moon, why are you running around like that? I was so worried about you!"

"I... I learned from that mysterious big shot that you are still alive, so I came out to look for you."

Tantai Yue buried her head in her father's chest, her almond-shaped eyes slightly red:

"Dad, I miss you. Mom misses you too."

Tantai Qingxuan's shoulders trembled uncontrollably, and his voice was hoarse:

"I miss you all too..."

Looking at the deeply moving scene before them, Hua Wuye and the others felt it was absurd.

"My God, this world must be insane! Come here, Old Wang, hurry up and stab me, see if I've already become a dead man, this must be an illusion..."

Zhang Daniu's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, but halfway through his sentence, he suddenly screamed:

"Ouch! You son of a bitch, you actually did it!"

Old Wang silently sheathed his dagger and sighed softly:

"At least it's confirmed that it wasn't a hallucination."

After he finished speaking, the atmosphere fell silent again.

The group stared intently at Tantai Qingxuan, their expressions extremely complex.

As we all know, the transformation of the dead is irreversible and even difficult to resist, which is the main reason why death can so quickly erode the entire world.

But now, an exception... no, a miracle has appeared before our eyes.

A person who became dead, yet retained their own consciousness!

How is this possible? How did he do it? Is it because of his special physical constitution? Or did he come into contact with some special energy beforehand? Or is there some other reason?

But now, an exception... no, a miracle has appeared before our eyes.

A person who became dead, yet retained their own consciousness!

How is this possible? How did he do it? Is it because of his special physical constitution? Or did he come into contact with some special energy beforehand? Or is there some other reason?

If it could be copied, wouldn't that be...?

In the group, the alchemist's eyes burned with desire, wishing he could lie on Tantai Qingxuan's body and study him thoroughly.

Only Hua Wuye kept his head down, his eyes flashing with doubt and contemplation.

Others didn't know what was going on, but he knew that this overlord-level undead who hadn't been completely transformed wasn't the first case.

In fact, in the ideal state, more than 10,000 people have reversed the transformation process of the dead.

And the source of all this is one person.

"Xiao Yun, is that you?"

Hua Wuye's body trembled suddenly, as he thought of other things:

"If it was him, when did he give the fire to Miss Moon's father?"

"Miss Moon's father's condition is peculiar; it could be said that it wasn't completely reversed, but given his methods, this situation shouldn't have occurred unless..."

A flash of inspiration struck Hua Wuye:

"Unless, that guy... handed the fire to Miss Moon, but Miss Moon didn't have his professional skills, which resulted in her father's reversal not being complete!"

"So, that guy is also in the Tarot Club!"

Upon receiving this absurd yet true result, he was struck dumb, as if by lightning, and stood there, unable to calm down for a long time.

Thinking back to how he had boasted at the Tarot Club about knowing a big shot who could reverse death, and how he had praised Xiao Yun to the skies, only to have the original owner of this body overhear him, his face turned a deep purplish-red.

Countless thoughts surged in his mind, making his brain almost a complete mess.

Until Tantai Yue's shout rang out:

"Captain Hua, Captain Hua, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Hua Wuye's body trembled, and he quickly regained his senses, forcing a smile:

"Ahem, no, no, what is it?"

Tantai Yue glanced at him suspiciously, but given the urgency of the situation, she didn't want to waste any more time.

"That's right. My father said that his identity is very important right now, and he needs to stay with the deceased to complete some things. He can't be exposed because of saving us, so if we want to get away, we'll probably have to take a roundabout way."

During the conversation between father and daughter, she learned that it was Mr. Death who reminded her father to come to the rescue, and she understood the current situation.

Out of consideration for Mr. Death's plans, she didn't reveal too much, only giving a general outline.

"In a moment, I'll pretend I was ambushed by your 'some kind of trump card,' seriously injured, and that's how you escaped."

Tantai Qingxuan paused, his tone becoming somewhat serious:

"However, the acting can't be too fake; someone needs to make some sacrifices and become the dead."

"Of course, you won't completely become dead, just like me. Don't worry, I have experience, I won't cheat you."

A thought struck them; while they were surprised that this method of reversing life and death could actually be reproduced, they also hesitated.

Although Tantai Qingxuan made such a guarantee, is there really no risk?

They all looked at Captain Hua Wuye, waiting for him to make a decision.

But Hua Wuye seemed relieved and readily agreed:

"No problem, how many people do you need? I'll lead the way."

Tantai Qingxuan nodded, but less than a second later, he suddenly paused.

"If any person surnamed Hua asks you for fire for any reason, don't give it to him!"

Xiao Yun's instructions came to my mind.

He lowered his head in silence, then looked up at Hua Wuye with a strange expression:

"Ahem, Captain Hua's position is quite important; he's not suitable to play the role of a sacrifice."

Hua Wuye: "...?"