Chapter 755: 755: The Smell of Black

Chapter 755: Chapter 755: The Smell of Black

If one were to identify a weakness in the ‘Tentacles’, it would certainly be their direct connection to Han Dong’s most vital organ – the brain.

Physical damage wasn’t much of a problem for Han Dong. He could autonomously close his various pain receptors, and whether it was damage from the G virus or the Yellow Sand, his body could reconstruct itself.

However, the Tentacles posed a significant problem.

Upon sustaining damage, they would inflict intense pain and harm on Han Dong… Severe enough that he would be incapacitated by the pain, unable to fight properly for a duration of time.

Ding!

The Bloodhound, formed by Tentacle Isomerization, was unable to crush the Barrier in one bite.

Instead, Han Dong was left with a throbbing pain in his tooth–a strangely satisfying sour sensation that pulled at his nerves. Hastily, he motioned for the Bloodhound to retreat back into his body.

Barely suppressing the pain, his entire arm began to tremble slightly.

“Hiss! That really hurt… It couldn’t bite through? Even without the bolstering effect of the ‘Necklace of Nether Blood’ on that strike… the Bloodhound’s power isn’t to be taken lightly.

Is this guy really that tough?”

The count within his body immediately responded:

“Didn’t I tell you? This corpse-like Demon has a high individual combat power, its body exceptionally hard… And its own ability is quite peculiar.

Call upon all your underlings.

Otherwise, if you are seriously injured during the battle, it may affect your upcoming Great Expedition test… I have been looking forward to the Great Expedition for a long time and I want to see how you humans confront the Old Kings under the Eternal Night.”

“There’s no need to fight. I don’t have to get into a fight.

If I truly wanted to fight him, I would have used the power of ‘Nether Blood’ just now.

This Demon’s situation is very abnormal.

Normally, a Demon should have a complete sense of consciousness… especially given that this Corpse Holder used to be a ‘human’.

However, in a state of complete consciousness, knowing that this place is my territory, they still force their entry.

Eventhough they have seen me, the lord, they continue to pursue their target.

Such ‘abnormality’ is associated with ‘entry points’ to problems, perhaps before the start of the Great Expedition, I could recruit a powerful thug for the manor.”

This was Han Dong’s initial thought.

‘The Corpse Holder might not belong to any Old Kings’. Han Dong was quite interested in this piece of information.

…

On the other hand.

The Corpse Holder, who was about to chase out of the side door, paused because of the Bloodhound’s ‘Mad Bite’.

While his body seemed to be unharmed, three ‘Cross Nails’ used to block his left arm fell off, quickly decayed into mush.

The holes between the skin left by the fallen nails sprouted black, sinister Tentacles.

The Corpse Holder turned its face, staring in the direction of the stone seat with eyes hidden beneath the white cloth.

A black tongue, branded with a ‘cross’ on the surface, slowly protruded from its mouth.

A raspy male voice, high and low pitches overlapping, echoed through the main hall with the vibrations of the tongue and contraction of the throat.

“Lord, please forgive my intrusiveness… I must kill these knights who discovered the ‘secret’. I cannot let them bring information about the village back to the human base. Otherwise, decades of my work will be lost.

Afterwards, I will definitely apologize for my rudeness until you, Lord, are satisfied.”

Knowning the Corpse Holder’s position, Han Dong smiled faintly.

A click, a Tentacle stained with ink formed in the palm of his hand.

Using the memory from a month ago, Han Dong reproduced a ‘research task letter’ on a piece of blank parchment about the Corpse Holder and the Nameless Village.

Handed it to the other party through the Tentacle Connection.

“This is the information currently held by the Holy City, these knights didn’t target you for no reason…The scribes in the Holy City could foresee your existence in advance.

Even if you could kill these knights, their deaths would immediately be detected by the prophets in the Holy City, and there would be big trouble heading your way.”

Staring at the task letter, listening to Han Dong’s argument.

The Corpse Holder’s face became extremely distorted, heavy corpse energy filled its body, and each ‘Cross Nail’ embedded in its skin trembled slightly.

When Han Dong waited for the Corpse Holder’s anger to reach a peak, he immediately added: “Maybe I can help you… I have a foolproof solution.

However, you need to answer one question for me first.

Is the ‘secret’ these knights learnt from the village related to the ‘Old King’ behind you?”

“I don’t belong to any King, the ‘secret’ is only my private business, a task I must complete even if I offend other forces, it’s the reason for my existence.”

Ha ha ha ha!

Hearing this, Han Dong couldn’t control himself and burst into manic laughter. He quickly reached out to pinch his cheek and suppress his impolite laughter.

It’s just that this Corpse Holder was quite honest, it revealed all its secrets at once.

“Excuse me… I have an illness that makes me laugh from time to time.

Here’s the deal, I’ll help you deal with these knights… I’ll ‘brainwash’ them in the most direct way and make them forget your ‘secret’. That should solve the problem.

To ensure nothing goes wrong, I’ll make them forget about all interactions they had with you.

As for your personal affairs, you can go back and finish it without worries… If you need my help, I can lend you a few crows or ghouls.”

“I will fulfill my personal task alone. But please, Lord, let me witness the process of brainwashing.”

“Alright.”

“Thank you, Lord Stuart! I don’t know how to repay you.”

After saying this, the matter was simplified..

“Speaking of which, there is a vacancy in the large cemetery in my manor. You are not affiliated with many others. After you have taken care of your own affairs, how about coming to my manor?

I can meet your needs for accommodation, food, and other simple demands.”

“Please allow me time to think, I need to consult ‘her’ about this.”

“Her?”

“Yes… After a few more-live burials, she will be able to resurrect. By then, I’ll give you an answer, Lord.”

“Deal!”

Caw!

Han Dong released a crow that can share his vision and landed on the shoulder of the Corpse Holder.

“Through the eyes of the crow, you can directly see the whole process of my brainwashing… During this time, you can move around the manor freely.”

“Thank you, Lord.”

Of course.

Han Dong wouldn’t let an unfamiliar Demon roam freely in the manor.

The Swollen Doctor had been secretly monitoring the whole process.

As Han Dong got up and went to the knights’ rest area, the Corpse Holder sniffed at his nostrils not far away… All this while, he didn’t smell it because the scent of the Bloodhound was too strong.

“Lord Stuart, why do you carry the scent of my former master on your body…

Although the scent is faint, I’m sure I’m not mistaken.”

“What scent?” Han Dong asked curiously.

“Black… The scent of black.”