The Weapon's Revenge

Seeing an entire arsenal of weapons, Weidan couldn't help feeling tempted, and now he understood why Peter had made that choice.

If all the weapons in an entire arsenal escaped, Peter would end up killing himself.

Unlike Peter, Weidan didn't need many weapons. His own weapon was enough, and these weapons couldn't catch his attention. He still remembered the task Liu Zhi had given him.

As soon as he entered the arsenal, Weidan quickly swung the Fine-Thorn Sword in his hand, striking at the chains.

The chains looked quite thick, but they weren't all that strong. Weidan had decent strength and speed, and one swing was enough to cut through a chain.

When a chain was cut, the weapon it had been restraining flew up on its own.

Some weapons flew straight out, while others flew toward the remaining chains to help free the weapons still trapped.

With the weapons pitching in, more and more were released, and this naturally affected the battle aboard the Yadaliate.

On the Yadaliate, Liu Zhi and five or six others were still fighting the corpse.

But the longer they fought, the more skillfully the corpse responded. Liu Zhi even began to notice that its instincts seemed to be slowly turning into a soul.

This was the process of a soul forming on its own.

Liu Zhi had only heard of this process before. Sometimes, a dead body would produce a soul by itself and eventually become a wild undead. The body would remain the same, but the soul would no longer belong to the person who had died.

Sandru's body had learned about this when it first began studying necromancy, but in all these years, he had never seen it happen.

Liu Zhi couldn't let the corpse develop a soul now. He was preparing