"The living and the dead are irreconcilable enemies. Even if you defeat me, there is no place here for you to survive."
The Duke's sneer was laced with sarcasm.
"Father, you care so much, but have you ever cared about the fact that you are about to die?"
Maggie's expression remained indifferent, devoid of much emotion. After becoming undead, she could only smell the scent of death. Her mind was so still that everything withered and lifeless, and her emotions were terrifyingly stable, no different from those of a dead person.
But since she's already dead, it's not surprising.
The dead only experience intense emotional fluctuations when facing living beings; these fluctuations manifest as a thirst for bloodshed and a hatred for the breath of life.
Envy breeds jealousy, which eventually turns into hatred.
They wanted all living beings to become dead spirits just like them, so that there would be no one to be jealous of, and everyone would be the same.
Although Maggie isn't like that by nature, the instincts and desires surging within her undead body can still make her have such thoughts.
This was one of the reasons she let Harlan take the people away; since she wouldn't be able to stay in the temple any longer, she didn't mind being seen as an undead.
But if she can't suppress her bloodlust when fighting the Duke and indiscriminately slaughters living beings, then she'll become a laughingstock in hell.
Even if Maggie doesn't have many emotions right now, she can still judge this rationally.
"Hmph, what arrogance! Do you think you can defeat me after you turn into an undead?"
Although the Duke said this, the fear in his eyes was undeniable. Maggie's restraint on him was genuine. Her blood could melt the Abyss Blade, which meant that Maggie's blood could also harm his true form.
Although he himself did not know that he was a monster, what was etched into his bones could never be changed, and that was the fear of death.
"You'll know once you try."
Maggie's tone was calm, without a trace of anger at being provoked, only a faint sense of death and an exposed killing intent.
Even as a ghost, Maggie still hates the Duke, the culprit who made her life so miserable.
It is said that the dead remember the people they hated and loved most in life, and will do anything to kill them after death. Maggie probably received such a power, and her hatred for the Duke only increased.
"snort."
The Duke knew that Maggie had gone all in, and so had he.
In this situation, how could he possibly desert his post, even if Maggie had a way to restrain him?
The atmosphere between the two instantly became tense, and the magical artifact book in Maggie's hand was also emitting light, ready to be unleashed.
To Maggie's surprise, this spellbook not only did not restrict the level of the magician who used it, but it also did not restrict the race of the user. She had thought that after becoming an undead, she would probably not be able to use human items.
I could only cast spells by hand, but surprisingly, activating the spellbook had no effect.
In a place unseen by anyone, a small green bird, Leia, was flying beside Maggie.
When it saw Maggie being stabbed through, it thought that the Abyss of Gamblers was doomed, and it would be doomed too. But it never expected that Maggie would choose to become an undead.
Even more unexpectedly... Maggie, now in her undead form, could still see his presence.
The contract between them still exists, and he did not die because of it.
But this is completely unreasonable. The Elemental King never allows elemental spirits to make a pact with the undead; that would be aiding and abetting evil.
This situation has left Leia somewhat at a loss, unsure of what to do.
Maggie could even see his presence.
Because in that brief moment, Maggie made eye contact with him—not an unconscious glance, but a real, direct stare.
Are you... alright?
Leia's tone was very stiff.
The magical book in Maggie's hand emitted light of different colors and magical powers, while she rolled her eyes at Leia.
It's as if to say, 'Is there even a question? You can tell at a glance.'
Perhaps it was because of her undead nature, but she also showed signs of revealing her true nature.
She used to be someone who argued with everyone and everything, but she toned it down a lot after transmigrating.
"pretty."
Leia was silent for a moment, her small wings fluttering as if she were uttering unspeakable curses. In the end, she could only utter these two words, carrying an indescribable despair.
Maggie only threw him a mothball; the rest of the time she kept her eyes on the Duke. Because of the chaotic environment and the intense firelight, the Duke didn't even notice her interaction with Leia.
The Duke moved so fast that even the Hell Servant Carlo couldn't detect him. This was particularly effective when dealing with Maggie in human form.
But for a vengeful spirit whose body has lost all sense of pain and is essentially useless, even if it were stabbed through again, it wouldn't be much of a harm.
Even the blood that splashes out from Maggie can cause great harm to the Duke.
This made Maggie very difficult to deal with.
Unless we directly attack the soul fire that every undead should have, but Maggie hasn't completely finished her transformation yet, she might not have that thing. Right now, Maggie is even more troublesome than the Duke.
At least that's how the Duke saw it.
In Maggie's eyes, the Duke was also a difficult opponent. The final blow had to be delivered by catching the monster that was trying to escape and completely melting it with blood to kill it. Otherwise, most of the previous efforts would be wasted.
She probably won't have another chance to avenge her grudge against the original owner in the short term.
"Fire Rain Meteors, Holy Sword Judgment, Wind Dragon's Breath!"
The undead Maggie didn't even consider the consequences of using magic. Since she wouldn't be human anymore after today, if she really had the chance to bear the consequences, wouldn't that be a benefit?
As soon as she finished speaking, different colored magic flashed around Maggie, and a large number of fireballs, comparable to falling meteors, rained down from the sky, covering everything and almost disappearing without a trace.
A holy sword that had been tracking the Duke was held above his head, locked onto him, and slammed down.
The mimicking wind dragon descended from the sky and landed in front of Maggie, letting out a roar. However, as Maggie looked at this magical creation of a wind dragon, a trace of bewilderment flashed in her eyes.
It feels somewhat familiar.
I feel like I've seen this somewhere before.
But isn't this Wind Dragon's Breath a forbidden spell invented by the Sky God?
This wind dragon should be his disguise, but she felt it was somewhat familiar.
Of course, no one could answer Maggie's question. The Duke, who was locked by three forbidden spells at the same time and had lost his Abyss Blade weapon, was not flustered at the moment, but instead grinned maliciously.
The next second, the sea of fire ignited by the will-o'-the-wisp around them suddenly became fierce and terrifying, and the Duke himself became an existence almost indistinguishable from a fire demon.
"Holy crap, it's Flame! Has he been swallowed up?"
Carlo cried out in surprise from mid-air.
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