Bonus Chapters!
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The old man squeezed his cane, trying his best to calm his mood. But even so, the cane still creaked under his grip. Clearly, for the sake of his long-cherished wish, for his revenge, his heart was still finding it difficult to completely calm down.
Aslan reached out to take the key from the old professor's hand, but he failed. Although the old professor had been lucid for a brief moment, as the key once again emitted its light, the professor's eyes became incomparably dazed again. He then directly broke free from Aslan's grasp. Aslan's eyes widened slightly. A human's strength had actually surpassed his own in an instant... He didn't know if this old professor was being influenced by those Outer Gods, or if it was because his brain had been affected, causing his strength to break through the limits of the human body for a short period of time. Regardless of which it was, this old professor would suffer irreversible damage.
Then, as if understanding that Aslan would not let him hold the key, the old professor directly turned and ran into the forest. His speed was something that even Aslan was shocked by. But no matter what, he couldn't let this old professor take this away. Although, if this "key" were to just wander around this country, that would be quite amusing. But the problem was, there was no guarantee. Especially with the Outer Gods constantly watching this world, who knew what kind of impact it would cause at that time.
Just as Aslan was about to chase after the old professor, a ghoul shot out directly from the ground. Its movements, its force, it looked as if it wanted to give Aslan a bear hug. At the same time, the expression on its not-completely-rotten corpse was like a strange smile, like a young girl wanting to get close to her boyfriend.
If the existence before him wasn't a ghoul, then it would naturally be quite nice... yeah right! Melusine was right there. Even if this thing wasn't a ghoul, he still had to maintain his chastity!
Looking at this ghoul pouncing on him, Aslan subconsciously raised both his hands. With a single exertion of force, he directly twisted the ghoul's head off. But then, Aslan couldn't help but feel his whole body crawl. Looking at his hands, which were now stained with the filth of the ghoul, Aslan's slight mysophobia directly erupted.
Aslan swore that in the future, when engaging in combat, he must prepare several pairs of gloves for himself. He used magical energy to wash the filth from his hands. At the same time, he took out a small magic wand from his box. This wand created a stream of water. He placed his hands in the stream, letting the water spin rapidly, washing away the residue and smell on his hands in this way. Then he smashed this stream of water behind him, sending another ghoul that was trying to sneak-attack him back underground.
It wasn't just Aslan; even Melusine felt a bit disgusted in her heart looking at these ghouls. After all, having been with Aslan for so long, she had more or less adopted some of his habits.
At the thought of having to deal with these disgusting things with her own twin swords, Melusine couldn't help but shiver. The two swords in her hands were gifts given to her by Aslan a long time ago. They had been with her for 1500 years. Although compared to her own age, that was nothing, they were still existences she cherished greatly!
Why did that magical key have to awaken these ghouls and not skeleton soldiers?! Even a higher-level sea monster or a Shantak bird would have been fine. Even a sea monster would have been better than these half-rotten ghouls. And unfortunately, these ghouls and Dead Apostles were not the same type of existence. Although both were things like zombies and reanimated corpses, their systems were different. One was from the vampiric species system, and the other was from the Outer God system.
Because these things were too disgusting, Aslan even, at the risk of exposing his Faerie Letter ability, tried to directly freeze the ghouls that were preparing to crawl out.
"Melusine!!"
Aslan gave his dragon a command. Even without finishing, Aslan was confident that his dragon understood what he wanted to express. Melusine kicked an Elder Ghoul to the side with one foot, and then ran directly in the direction the old professor had fled. However, after ignoring the limits of his own body, the old professor's speed, running on all fours, was much faster than imagined.
The cross-like key was still constantly emitting a seven-colored halo. Under the influence of this halo, the space also gradually began to distort. Occasionally, the figure of a Shantak bird could be seen, appearing and disappearing as if it were a virtual projection cast into this world. After all, this old professor was not the chosen master of this key. For special reasons, he had called upon the god behind it, causing this key to be temporarily activated, but it was extremely uncontrollable. However, it was precisely because of this uncontrollability that the god located in the chaotic sea of stars was even more delighted. After all, if there was a crack, perhaps He could also descend into this world from that distant shore, who knows. Of course, the good news was that the god behind this key was not the type to actively invade worlds. Compared to the few who liked to stir up trouble, this one was already very indifferent.
Just as Melusine stretched out her hand, preparing to grab the old professor, a Shantak bird directly broke through the space and arrived in this world. Its sharp claws went straight for Melusine's face. She knew that the claws of this kind of monster could not break her own skin, but Melusine also did not want these monsters to touch her cheeks. The only one who could touch her face was Aslan!
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At the same time, a black sedan arrived outside the forest. The old man directly pushed open the car door and waved at the driver. At this moment, the driver looked at the resurrected dead around them and swallowed hard. Although he was very worried about his boss's safety, his own life was more important. Therefore, after only hesitating for a moment, the driver directly stepped on the accelerator and drove away in the opposite direction. That posture, that speed, he had turned an ordinary business car into a race car.
The old man just gave a casual smile at this. He had already arrived here. This body, this identity, was no longer important. The next step was to take back the key from that old professor.
His entire body writhed again. The appearance of a Westerner vanished without a trace, and he returned to that emaciated look. Then, his entire body dissolved into a swarm of insects. The black swarm of insects spread directly towards the depths of the forest. At the same time, the insects that had been safely hidden in the forest also began to become active.