Staring at the chunks of corpse and mashed flesh beneath his feet, Ji Yan's eyes flickered. The bones of the Nameless Eerie paired with the Kusanagi Eerie Sword were truly an unbeatable combination.
Empowered by the terrifying eerie force of an added twelfth-tier eerie, the Kusanagi Eerie Sword's strikes could tear through nearly any defense. And as long as it struck its target, it could seal away the opponent's trump cards before slowly carving them up...
"Human brat, transplant it." The Nameless Eerie spoke, unconcerned that Ji Yan might play tricks or go back on his word.
Ji Yan did not respond. He turned to stare at the headless body of the Swastika Reverse Eerie and suddenly said, "But I don't think it's over yet..."
"Just as expected... the Main Quest."
"Any player who dared choose the Black King faction was bound to be a tough nut to crack."
The voice came from the Swastika Reverse Eerie's headless corpse.
More precisely, it came from inside its clothes. Apparently, the Swastika Reverse Eerie had been fitted with a communication-type eerie item, making it seem as though the eerie itself were speaking.
Before Ji Yan could make sense of those words, a crisp sound like gears turning rang beside his ear—
No, it was not gears.
It sounded more like a clock ticking!
The next second, a mysterious force enveloped Ji Yan and forcibly controlled him. Within his line of sight, his foot slowly moved away from the puddle of flesh, and the mangled flesh reassembled itself into a head.
Ji Yan gripped the Kusanagi Eerie Sword again and pulled it back from the neck as the head reattached itself to the neck!
Above the passageway, a virtual clock appeared, its second hand jumping backward in circle after circle!
"What the hell,