Chapter 722 - Zombie Puppet
In fact, it wasn’t a Lich. It was a dead human instead. Even though Liches were also dead, there were significant differences between them.
It was a corpse of a young lady laid who appeared to be 17 years old and with an adorable face. It seemed as though due to malnourishment, she had become sickly in appearance and her ashen, stiff body proved that she was dead for a long time. Strangely enough, she didn’t rot and her corpse was still in perfect condition. At this moment, everyone crowded around and was astonished.
“Sir Overlord, is this a… Lich?”
Serena asked hesitantly. It wasn’t surprising for her to raise this doubt because Undead Creatures were mostly fleshless and only structured with skeletons. Apart from the Abominations, the Undead Creatures were basically bones and this was no exception to the Liches. It could also be said that as a magical body, Liches had removed all their flesh and even stronger-tiered Liches didn’t even need a human body as they roamed about in their naked, skeleton body. On the other hand, apart from appearing a little malnourished, this corpse seemed like an ordinary human.
“Should we kill her?”
Frederick scratched his head and said in uncertainty. He thought that a Lich was a terrifying-looking creature, but felt that something was wrong after witnessing a young lady. Rhode shook his head slightly.
“No, she’s already dead. It was only her corpse that was fighting us.”
Rhode knelt down and stripped her clothes in a single tug. Serena shrieked, but before she said anything, she was stumped. A black crystal was embedded in the middle of her chest. Blood vines-like presences were deeply rooted into her skin and spread around it. The black crystal was lifeless and dull like an unremarkable stone.
“What a pity.”
“What should we do now, Mr. Rhode?”
Lize was bewildered. She revealed uncertainties in her expression. Rhode shook his head and threw his thoughts to the back of his head temporarily. He looked at everyone and said.
“Bring her back with us.”
“B-Bring her…?”
Frederick shrieked and stared at Rhode with widened eyes.
“But, Sir Overlord, she’s… already dead, isn’t it?”
“That’s right.”
Rhode nodded.
“Sometimes, the things that we can get from the dead aren’t anywhere less than from those alive.”