Several female knight corpses, slain by arrows, had already been carried out of Kalong's tent.
Karhan greedily cast several glances over the well-proportioned, fit, powerful female corpses and muttered under his breath, "Recently, several zombie overlords have had a great demand for beautiful and powerful females like these. Necromancers use secret soul-returning arts to make them stand again, granting them another kind of life."
With a long sigh, Karhan spread his hands. "No more death, eternal youth—so long as they take care not to have their heads lopped off or be burned to cinders by the Church's lunatics, they can live freely forever. And their intelligence is even greater than that of humans. What an ideal form of life!"
Lin Qi looked at Karhan in shock. "Could it be that Mr. Karhan wants to become an undead creature?"
Karhan stopped walking. Tilting his head, he pondered carefully for a long while before seriously nodding. "Of course. In the twilight of my life, when my personal strength can no longer hold back aging and death, why not become a powerful undead?"
Counting on his fingers, Karhan continued to mutter, "If I became a wraith, I'd be immune to all physical attacks. If I became a lich, I'd possess formidable magical power. If I became a dark knight, I'd have strength comparable to a dragon's, and I'd be immune to all magic below forbidden spells. Of course, if I wished to preserve my appearance from life while continuing to enjoy all sorts of human pleasures, becoming a bloodkin would also be a fine choice."
Throwing his arms wide, Karhan sighed toward the sky. "Perhaps that is not a bad choice. After painstakingly amassing wealth for an entire lifetime, when my lifespan is nearing its end, I could use it to bribe one