Meanwhile, the undead awakening from the slumbering lands of the western continent are rapidly approaching the battlefield where Maggie is located.
From a distance, one could see dark clouds, just like those of the previous Scourge, sweeping across the land, causing panic to spread and putting the three surrounding kingdoms on high alert.
"It's the dead! It's the dead! They're here again!"
Sealed in the western continent, the slumbering undead race awakens, and the fear of sweeping across the continent once again fills the hearts of all.
"No, no, I don't want to die!"
"The Temple of Light! Go find the temple! May the God of Light protect you!"
Cries for mercy echoed through the streets and alleys, and the shadow of the end of the world loomed over everyone's heart.
Even if you haven't personally experienced the Cataclysm, most people have only read about its history, and the horrific scenes are unbearable for anyone.
This fear persisted until...
The shadowy cloud of the dead swept over Santa Fe City and disappeared into a territory near Santa Fe City.
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The three kingdoms, already in war mode, seemed to have been toyed with. All the soldiers stood on the city walls, staring blankly at the undead clouds that suddenly appeared and then disappeared.
"What do we do now... Captain?"
The captain of the guard was dumbfounded; he had never encountered such a situation before.
"Hmm...why don't we wait a bit longer? Maybe it's a conspiracy..."
The captain remained silent.
Similar conversations also took place in the other two kingdoms, including among the paladins stationed at the temple. From the appearance of the undead cloud to its sudden disappearance, it gave everyone the feeling that it was all a joke.
At the same time, Maggie shot into the interior of the Fire Giant like a cannonball, tearing through its outer ghost fire protection and flying directly toward the giant's core—the Duke.
The Duke, controlling the fire giant, was unable to dodge for a moment. In the reflection of his pupils, he could only watch helplessly as Maggie crashed into him.
"No!"
He let out a piercing scream, but his body was unable to move.
He could only collide head-on with the reckless Maggie. The crimson color exploded in the flames, turning into a sky-filling blood mist. Without even a chance to defend himself, he was completely absorbed into the Duke's body.
Maggie vaguely heard the sizzling sound of sulfuric acid being poured onto skin, but she knew it wasn't skin.
Corruption is the very soul of the Duke.
After she completely abandoned her body, she felt light and weightless, but she didn't even have the strength to float, and she kept falling down in the form of a ghost.
In her field of vision was the Duke's face, twisted and hideous after being soaked in her blood.
The demon lurking within him was being eliminated by her bit by bit. She transformed her own body into a human bomb, and a special kind of bomb specifically designed to target demons.
Finally, a wisp of black smoke emerged from the Duke's body, revealing a hideous monster struggling in mid-air to escape, only to be trapped by the blood mist and melted into a black, oil-like liquid.
The monster is not humanoid, but more like a facehugger. It is a parasitic monster and is the most intelligent, the most difficult to deal with, and the most difficult to eliminate of all monsters.
And so, Maggie wiped them out in this demon village in a one-for-one exchange.
Maggie finally closed her eyes in peace, letting the spirit continue to fall, not knowing where it would land.
While in the air, she vaguely saw a completely different duke in her mind, with a stern and solemn expression on his face, but completely different from the duke who was possessed by the monster.
"Daughter, you did a great job."
As the atmosphere dissipated, Maggie heard the Duke's voice, but she could only remain silent.
This was probably the last remaining trace of the true Duke's soul, speaking to her.
But she was neither the original owner of the body nor the Duke's real daughter.
In truth, she didn't know whether the Duke loved his child or whether he loved the original owner of this body, so she couldn't agree to that request.
Some things are destined to have no outcome, and Maggie doesn't want to delve into them.
She was really tired and just wanted to close her eyes and rest, to sleep, and maybe everything would be alright when she woke up tomorrow morning.
Maggie's unrealistic thoughts made her consciousness grow increasingly heavy.
Meanwhile, Carlo flew through the air the whole time, witnessing the entire scene.
He was now shocked and confused.
He had just intended to save people and help Maggie deal with the Duke, but just now he thought of something.
How could a follower of the devil become an undead?!
Having already made a deal with the devil, the soul should belong to hell. How could there possibly be an option to become an undead? The devil wouldn't make such a losing deal.
Undead mutation has a lower priority than demonic contract; the undead won't compete with demons for humans.
But now, this saintess who has a contract with the Demon King has become completely undead!
Is this reasonable?!
Carlo is now stuck in mid-air, deep in thought.
But while he was thinking, Maggie had already started her plan to die together with him. Before he could stop her, Maggie exploded into a bloody firework right in front of him.
Just as Carlo was at his wits' end, he saw the falling ghostly form of Maggie...
It looks completely different from its body!
Carlo was shocked.
Is it reasonable for a black-haired, blue-eyed doll to turn into a black-haired, black-eyed girl?
The soul and the body are not in harmony.
This was the first time Carlo had encountered such a situation.
He, a demon who had lived for a very long time, was actually helpless.
I don't know whether to go down and pull Maggie out of the dead, or just leave her there.
Even now, Maggie has lost her body and can only become a ghost.
On one hand, there were Aunt Philomona's instructions, and on the other hand, there was the possibility that the Demon Lord had been scammed.
His mind was a jumbled mess, as stiff as a gargoyle.
No, it should be said that the Demon King was scammed!
Carlo went crazy.
After much hesitation, Maggie's spirit vanished in the sea of fire. He remained motionless, letting out a helpless sigh.
"Never mind, just pretend I was never here."
Carlo decided to pretend he hadn't seen anything and flew away nonchalantly, preparing to return to Hell.
Not to mention what Philomona entrusted to him, he felt that if he told the Demon King that he had actually been deceived by a human, the Demon King would definitely explode on the spot.
Hell will probably not have a good time then.
The Demon King's emotions are usually unpredictable, and this kind of thing is more likely to provoke his anger.
In order to survive, Carlo felt he needed to protect himself.
But as he turned back, he was met with a vast, ominous cloud of the dead.
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Carlo had a huge question mark on his face; he was completely dumbfounded.
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