The old man you see with your phone is highly suspicious.

Xue Dinglu immediately took off running.

The moment he climbed over the wall, he saw an elderly man in magnificent clothes accompanied by two guards.

The four of them stared at each other blankly.

"That's Little Leoric, the prince!" the old undead's voice immediately rang out.

Xue Dinglu did not hesitate at all. After all, he had undergone special training with crutches and the Death Knight, and his Imperial swordsmanship was at least quite accomplished, if not superb.

Adding to the sudden encounter, he immediately drew his rune sword and used his body to rotate the blade more than 180 degrees.

The guard who was about to draw his sword was instantly forced back by the attack, his arm was cut, and Xue Lude pressed his advantage, pointing directly at the little Li Orek and using the ultimate sword technique he had been working on for a long time!

See the tip!

He dodges and performs a spinning slash, then leaps up, using gravitational potential energy to deliver a downward slash!

Ascend to the Dragon!

"boom!"

The impact from the sky created a shockwave on the palace floor, but Xue Luding was horrified to discover that he felt no physical impact on anyone.

At the crucial moment, young Leoric dodged the sneak attack by being dragged away by his guards.

Not a buddy...

How can this be empty?

Seeing the opponent draw their sword to counterattack, Xue Dinglu immediately shouted.

"Old Deng, help me!"

The pure white ribs instantly protected Xue Luding, and the longswords were all stuck in the ribs.

Huge ribs rapidly grew out of half his body, and the skeletal giant hand grabbed Prince Leo Orrick.

"Undead! How is this possible!" Little Leo and the guards couldn't believe it for a moment. How could undead appear in the palace?

Even a legendary undead!

"Little Leoric, you're not so lucky." The half-skeletal demon gripped the prince tightly with one hand and lifted him in front of him.

The prince's face paled in horror. He suddenly realized who the ghost was, and at the same time, a chilling fear crept up his spine. Trembling, he pleaded, "Uncle Barak?! Spare me! Your affairs have nothing to do with me! Please, spare me..."

"Buzz!"

The skeletal giant hand gripped the prince tightly, and blood mist exploded, turning him into "Prince Sauce".

The giant skeletal demon braced itself on the ground with its hands, while its lower body and bone wings grew rapidly.

Completely ignoring the guards who were rolling on the ground in terror, the skeletal demon soared into the sky and then flew away from the palace.

The entire palace was plunged into unparalleled chaos, with cries for help, shouts of anger, and the other imperial grandsons who, upon receiving the news, immediately led their men into the palace for a bloody battle…

The Royal Knights and the Holy Knights of the Papacy continued their chase in the capital, and at this moment, the entire capital seemed to have fallen into complete chaos.

General Julia, who was guarding the walls of the capital, saw the explosion at the palace. He immediately got out of bed and mustered his troops to rush to the palace's aid.

However, just as he had gathered a group of trusted men, the clock at the outpost was struck.

General Julia was horrified to discover, in the dim light, that countless eerie will-o'-the-wisps, seemingly filled with endless resentment towards the living, were heading towards the capital.

The stench of decay could be smelled from dozens of kilometers away.

The undead army is coming!

It happened right when the capital was in the most chaos!

General Julia struggled to look towards the palace, then immediately turned and said, "Everyone, prepare to defend against the undead army!"

Few people responded, and morale plummeted.

……

"Uh..." Xue Dinglu clutched his chest, feeling an indescribable, agonizing pain.

Tears seemed to be streaming from the corners of his eyes, but when Xue Dinglu touched them, his hand was covered in bright red blood.

If there were a mirror at that moment, he might be able to see blood slowly seeping from around his face, which is a sign of ruptured capillaries.

"Boy, your physical condition is worse than I imagined. You absolutely cannot use the power of the undead again!" Old Barak's voice sounded extremely urgent from within the body.

He originally thought that Xue Dinglu could use his power a few times without any problem, but now it seems that the power of the dead is a taboo that the living cannot even touch.

Even though their souls were connected, and even though Xue's soul was considered "half-undead" by the Empire and the Church.

They remain completely unaware of the cost of using this "death" power.

The old undead was still "sealed," which was the demonic sword.

He was no longer able to use any power directly, otherwise he would have been able to break out of the cathedral's underground long ago.

It requires a vessel to wield the sword in order to once again use its full power, which is the skeletal demon form.

"Right now, even you can only use your power for a maximum of 3 minutes. Otherwise, your organs will fail completely and your soul will become undead. No matter how advanced your world's medical level is, it will be useless!" the old man continued to earnestly dissuade him.

"Don't worry, I know my body better than you do. It's just a matter of spending a few weeks in the hospital." Xue Dinglu wiped the bloodstains from his face.

It seems the capillary rupture wasn't serious, but the lack of blood supply to the brain was making him feel dizzy.

Chapter 12 I Won't Help You Anymore

"You...stubborn brat!" The old undead seemed to be trembling with anger.

"Likewise, you stubborn old ghost." Xue Dinglu had no intention of giving the old ghost any face.

The two seemed to be locked in a cold war, ignoring each other like two elementary school students, seeing who would give in first.

After a long while, when Xue's Law seemed to have fallen asleep from exhaustion and the erosion of death energy, the old undead finally couldn't help but speak first.

“Let’s go, kid, let’s go! Back to your world. I don’t want anything anymore. All I want now is to see you and Alora get married and have children…”

After a long while, Xue's Law still did not respond.

"Hey kid, say something!"

Old Barak eventually gave in, and he kept muttering to himself as if he were holding a megaphone to Xue's ear.

“And the Julia family,” Xue Dinglu said.

"what?"

“I still have the Julia family issue to resolve in the previous contract,” Xue Dinglu said, turning over in bed.

"They went to that damn Julia's house! Now get up, go to the cathedral, find Alora, and we're going home!"

"Let's go home... let's go home..."

For some reason, the old man felt a greater sense of belonging to the modern cabin on Earth, where he had only spent a few days, than to the empire where he had lived his entire life.

Perhaps for him, Xue Luding's old family home is the only home this old general from another world has.

"Old Deng, actually I've wanted to say this for a long time." Xue Dinglu stood up, looking seriously at the skeletal demon inside his body.

“Your arrangements have never taken anyone else into account. You’ve always been stubborn and self-righteous. For example, when you forced your granddaughter to marry me, did you even ask her what she thought?” Xue retorted.

"I am her grandfather, I..."

"Don't interrupt. She's never even met me. I only glanced at her briefly. Our worlds are completely different. Our values ​​are probably even more different than those between a human and a cat."

"Besides, she is the Pope now. She is not just looking out for herself; she also has to consider the lives of nearly ten thousand clergy members and hundreds of thousands of believers! By taking her away like this, aren't you forcing her to desert?"

Xue's words stunned the old ghost.

Especially that word "deserter"...

What he hated most was deserters. On the battlefield where he fought the Lich King, if Julia hadn't deserted, he might have been able to seal the Lich King away long ago...

The word "deserter" made the old ghost feel as if his soul was being pricked by needles.

He felt as if he had become the kind of person he used to hate the most, a deserter who only knew how to run away...

No, I've been a victim of PUA!

The old ghost instantly realized what was happening. He looked at Xue Luding and pulled a small can of beverage out of the haystack.

The old ghost remembered that this was Xue Lude's personal item before the expedition, which he said was for replenishing his strength. There were also a few small pieces of that "earthwork frame," but he didn't know if they had been destroyed in the battle.

"Wait, why does this plain water taste bland?" Xue Dinglu muttered a holy light spell, turning the power down to resemble a hand-rubbed light bulb, as he looked at the words on the jar.

“Funeral Coke… that’s not wrong either…” Xue Luding looked at the blue can, silently reached into his pocket, and then took out a chocolate bar that had been squeezed and deformed.

This is an energy product made from a mixture of chocolate and sugar, so sweet it hurts your teeth, but for Xue's Law at this moment, it's like chewing wax...

"The power of the undead is eroding your nerves; you've already begun to lose your sense of taste," the old undead added.

"Next will be your sense of smell, your hearing, your sight, and finally, even your sense of touch will be stripped away..."

"To become a spirit that can only rely on the perception of the soul, without any feeling or feedback."

The old ghost sighed. He now realized the flaw in the words of the naturally evil imp. He himself was a person of this world, the High Priestess of the Church of Alora, and both of them had a reason to remain in this world.

So what's your stance, you wicked little devil?

Is it really worth disregarding one's own life just to avenge the dead?

"Clang clang clang!"

The war bells rang throughout the capital, interrupting Xue Luding's argument with the old undead, the clash between the Papacy and the Golden Knights, and the battle for the throne among the nine grandsons of the emperor.

Everyone looked in horror toward the distant city wall.

That's the direction of the city wall defending against the undead, which means the undead army is coming!

The hoarse cawing of crows echoed throughout the capital like a death knell, resounding in everyone's ears.

No one could believe it, not even Pope Alora or her grandsons.

Even though there were still hundreds of kilometers to go, how could the undead army arrive in the capital overnight?

"I'll go take a look." Without saying a word, Xue Dinglu crushed the soda can in his hand and headed towards the direction of the bell.

"Don't get involved in this mess, I told you, I..." The old ghost immediately tried to stop him, but he suddenly stopped, realizing he absolutely couldn't stop this kid.

Whether it's to kill General Julia or to check on the undead army.