Hyperdimensional Player

Chapter 202 Resurrection of the Undead
A faint glimmer of spiritual light flowed into my body.

The mechanical nanofluid within his body seemed to be recharged, rapidly becoming active and splitting itself. However, this time it was mainly concentrated in the skin and muscle areas. On the third human host's mark, the progress of skin and muscle modification instantly increased by more than ten percent.

It seems that killing the Steelcasting Cult's mechanical monks can accelerate the cultivation progress of the third human host.

The skin seemed to have become very tough.

Strength began to increase significantly, muscles became fibrous and showed signs of transforming into steel wires, as the splitting mechanical nanofluids were already integrating into the basic structure of muscle tissue at the molecular level. These mechanical nanofluids could absorb trace metal elements in the human body; since the food in this world was contaminated with heavy metals, they actually provided the materials for synthesis and participated in the human body's metabolism.

Duncan is now certain that the Steelcasting Cult's enhanced nanofluid originated from the God of Machines.

A high-level construct that has been deified.

The merciless killings continued.

Tasia's expression gradually turned to shock as she watched Duncan eliminate one survivor after another. His methods were extremely ruthless, unlike that of a naive young man. Whether it was the Mechanicus Cult or the Rebel Alliance, they were all wiped out by him.

At some point, her attitude toward Duncan had changed; she was now humble, respectful, and even somewhat awe-inspiring.

With so many rebels dead, she had nowhere left to retreat.

At this moment, the rebel mark on Tasia shattered and transformed into the mark of an exile.

Beside a collapsed ruin.

Duncan saw Bert on the verge of death. The cultists he had brought were all dead. His little magic tricks were no match for the hail of bullets, and he was riddled with bullets by the cult's guards.

Bert's body was riddled with bullets from a heavy machine gun.

If he hadn't possessed abilities similar to those of a druid, he might have already died.

boom!
Duncan shot and killed a cultist who was trapped under rubble, then slowly walked up to Bert, who was beyond saving; his internal organs were almost completely ruptured.

"Teach... scriptures..."

Bert gasped for breath, his twig-like hands retrieving a black scripture from the rubble. He laboriously handed it to Duncan, saying with a final burst of energy, "Take...take it out..."

"Machines...will destroy...our home...our planet..."

"Only by returning to...nature...the earth...and faith...can humanity...find salvation..."

This tireless esoteric follower came here not only for the ruins, but also to preach to Duncan. Even at the moment of death, he seemed quite calm, not so afraid of death, and continued to try to spread the faith of the Earth Esoteric Church to Duncan.

For him, being buried underground after death was a kind of belonging.

Duncan reached out and took the Earth's Secret Codex. As the power of his final burst of energy dissipated, Bert slowly closed his eyes, his breathing ceased, and his life ended. His once branch-like hands transformed back into human skin.

This esoteric practitioner is not powerful enough to transform into a life form that is half plant and half human.

"His Majesty."

Just as Duncan closed Bert's eyes, the lich skull on his shoulder suddenly said, "Do you need me to resurrect him?"

“This esoteric practitioner is a follower of the Druid lineage and possesses a certain amount of magical power. I have a way to resurrect him.”

"After being resurrected, he can serve as His Majesty's servant."

resurrection?

This lich has this kind of ability?

However, Duncan quickly realized that the resurrection the other party was referring to meant transforming into an undead creature.

Duncan pondered for a moment, then slowly nodded.

So, to Tasia's horrified gaze, Duncan slowly dug out Bert's cold body. Half of his body was smashed, and his intestines were so long that they had to be stuffed back into his stomach.

"Go and get the first-aid kit."

Duncan turned to Tasia beside him and said, "There's another one under the collapsed scaffolding over there."

The person is already dead, what is he going to do?
Tasia looked slightly surprised. She didn't know what Duncan was going to do, but considering the various legends of the Secret Cult, she did as she was told.

"Can you sew up a corpse?"

After taking the first-aid kit, Duncan glanced at Tasia beside him and asked.

Tasia shook her head slightly, but then nodded and said, "I have some medical bandaging knowledge."

Duncan handed over the needle and thread for stitching the wound and said, "Help me sew up his stomach. Don't worry about the internal organs or intestines, just stuff them in."

After saying that, he bent the broken bones of the cultist back into place and put them back in their original position.

Throughout the process, Tasia was very obedient, her fear mixed with a hint of curiosity. Although she had heard many rumors about cultists, this was the first time she had ever heard of a dead person being brought back to life.

After everything was taken care of.

Duncan used Bert's blood to draw a complex six-pointed star on the ground, with the death emblem of the Mystic Age at the very center. This knowledge of rituals to resurrect the dead came from the lich Kangus, who was also a legendary figure in the Mystic Age and compiled a necromancer's book passed down from that era.

After leaving Tasia to deal with her body, Duncan returned to the ruins of the battlefield.

—Soul-capturing technique!

A wisp of soul fire ignited on the skull of the lich Kangus. As the hollow skull opened its mouth and inhaled, the souls of the dead were extracted and then condensed into a gray-black crystal under the power of magic.

This gives us the most crucial materials for the ceremony.

The lich Kangus looked slightly regretful and said humbly, "Your Majesty."

"There is no shroud or preservatives here, so the resurrection ritual may not be perfect."

"He should have been able to be resurrected as a lich."

"But now it's estimated that he can only be resurrected as a lower-level corpse demon." It didn't matter to Duncan; he just wanted to see the resurrection magic of this world.

soon.

As Duncan placed the extracted soul crystal into the ritual array, a chilling wind suddenly swept through the surroundings, and a faint, mournful wail of a dead soul rang out, causing Tasia, who was standing nearby, to feel a chill run down her spine and quietly hide behind Duncan.

Despite her apparent strength, she has never actually left this hive city in her entire life. Her past knowledge and understanding are based on the beliefs and knowledge of the Cult of Machine God, and she has not witnessed much of the methods of the cultists.

Duncan began casting the spell.

But in reality, it was the lich Kangus who orchestrated the resurrection ritual, except that it is now Duncan's accessory, existing as a servo skull.

Dimensional space, projected onto the page.

The third human host's mana bar began to slowly decrease, and a prompt appeared on the projected screen.

—"A ritual to resurrect the dead is underway."

The entire ceremony was recorded.

A series of mournful wails echoed from underground. In Tasia's horrified gaze, she actually saw evil spirits that seemed to have a physical form. They were like a group of wandering black smoke. The magic circle under the corpse of the cultist Bert also showed a dim, eerie blue light. Then a cluster of flames ignited, and the green flames spread along the bloodstains on the ground.

A dark flame flickered within the eye sockets of the lich Kangus.

As the lingering evil spirits poured into Bert's corpse, the next second his cold, pale body suddenly began to convulse. First, his head was raised high, and then his whole body stiffened and sat up.

His wounds began to heal rapidly, but not in the way human wounds heal; rather, it was more like a stitched-up corpse being slowly patched with flesh and blood.

Finally, he began to exude an aura of death and decay.

— Corpse Demon - Bert (Withered One) (Undead) (3-star Silver Gray)!
His strength has actually increased.

After the lich Kangus resurrected him as a ghoul, the cultist Bert suddenly gained a surge of magic power within him. However, his life form and the nature of his magic power were also changing. When he slowly raised his head, there was still a faint wisp of soul fire beneath his ashen pupils.

"I'm resurrected?!..."

Bert looked utterly astonished. He glanced down at his palms and the wound on his abdomen, seemingly realizing something, and muttered, "It's the resurrection of the undead from the Cult of Death!..."

At this moment, Tasia's eyes widened in surprise.

The dead are resurrected.

Although it didn't look like a living person, it overturned her previous understanding, since the Mechanicus Cult has always prohibited the spread of esoteric legends among the people.

Life forms are changing.

Bert, the cultist, also focused his gaze on Duncan, especially on the servo skull on his shoulder. Only then did he realize what that seemingly ordinary skull was all about!
One of the legendary creatures of the Cult of Death.

—The Lich!
In the legends of the Mystic Cult, liches are considered to be on par with the archbishops of the Mechanicus and some of the Mechanicus. Strictly speaking, they belong to the mythical era, because even in the mystical age of the Third Age, very few wizards could transform into powerful liches.

The skull of the lich Kangus emitted a ghostly light, and the corpse demon Bert immediately felt his will being suppressed. He involuntarily knelt down before Duncan and said, "Master."

Although Duncan presided over the ceremony, the lich was the true superior undead.

This guy is very cunning, and so is his skull.

Looking at Bert's still tattered and riddled corpse, Duncan suddenly asked the lich on his shoulder telepathically, "Could you replace the parts on his body with prosthetic limbs from the Cult of Mechanism?"

Upon hearing Duncan's words, the lich Kangus looked slightly taken aback, and after a moment of hesitation, said, "Your Majesty."

"Indeed, the Mysterious Age had a considerable amount of technology for modifying the undead."

"However, directly implanting a prosthetic limb into the Cult of Machine God? Not many people have tried that!"

"Perhaps it's feasible."

"After all, the flesh and blood of the dead are just a shell; their essence is still a resurrected soul."

"But if we do that, the machine spirit might reject it, right?"

Duncan said thoughtfully, "Then tell me, are those fully mechanized mechanical cultivators considered dead or alive?"

One that no longer has a flesh and blood body.

With his entire body highly mechanized, internal organs removed, brain replaced, and consciousness uploaded, has he become a completely mechanical construct? Is he dead or alive?

This question stumped the lich Kangus in front of him.

Do undead creatures necessarily have to use bones as their body shell?

Why not steel and machinery?

Since nothing was left in the end anyway, why not replace it with a mechanical body?

Duncan said in a deep voice, "I will handle the mechanical soul."

"Do you think this plan is feasible?"

For some unknown reason, the lich Congos suddenly became excited. If the undead could also be replaced by mechanical constructs, then a new cult would be born, and it might even secretly infiltrate the Cult of Machines and quietly take a place in this world.

Death can also be redefined. In Duncan's view, those thoroughly mechanized church monks were already a kind of dead man.

As for the soul of machinery?

Duncan's greatest strength right now is suppressing mechanical souls, because he is a higher-dimensional being and has an innate ability to suppress such spiritual concepts.

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(End of this chapter)