Global Dungeon: I Can See the Status Bar

Chapter 104: Chapter 90: In Terms of Power, I, the Zombie King, Acknowledge You as the Strongest! (Part 2)

“No… they are all… evil people,” the Zombie King replied slowly, “I wanted to kill them long ago… but someone stopped me… Now you’ve done it… I’m happy.”

“Who stopped you?”

“Daoist Tianshu, he’s my benefactor. Before his death, he wanted me to return my soul home, to be buried in peace.”

The Zombie King’s speech gradually became coherent, his expression more vivid, patiently explaining to Lu Wenwu the reasons at hand.

“Sadly, he died.”

“Not killed by blades and swords in the smoke of war, nor dead from a barren famine, or from sinister Daoist arts, but at the hands of the greedy villagers in this village.”

“So, I slaughtered those guys for revenge for him, hoping he’d be happy, hoping he’d revive like me.”

“Such a good person should never have met such a tragic end.”

Lu Wenwu shrugged: “Apparently there was an accident. You thought you killed them, but they all turned into Corpse Ghosts and Fierce Ghosts, living in a twisted manner.”

“Yes, I didn’t know that at the time,” the Zombie King candidly admitted his mistake, “I wanted to kill them again, but Daoist Tianshu said doing so would increase my resentment, eventually leading to the world’s rejection, leaving no day of release, so he forbade me from acting.”

“…But now you are the Zombie King; you’ve surely killed many, and they were all strong.” Aiken felt a bit speechless. “Besides, if you hadn’t devoured the essence blood, you probably would’ve died long ago, right?”

The Zombie King seemed puzzled: “The Daoist often spoke of opening a glutinous rice shop to retire, so I did it for him. His dying wish was for me not to slaughter these villagers, and I’ve obeyed. I want an opportunity to kill these villagers, so I stay here.”

“But what does all this have to do with me killing others? You, blond-haired blue-eyed barbarian, are quite strange, just like those foolish ones before.”

Aiken: “…”

In all my years of dispensing justice, this is the first time I’ve been disdained by a wicked being.

“So, what do you plan to do now?”

Lu Wenwu ignored those miscellaneous, trivial matters, cutting straight to the heart of the issue.

“Do you plan to commit suicide to achieve our purpose, or intend to kill us as well so you can level up again?”

The Zombie King laughed aloud, “Do I have any reason to spare you? Humans and ghosts are inherently different; you are human, and I am a zombie!”

No more words were needed.

Lu Wenwu, without hesitation, raised his fist and unleashed a punch, the Military Killing Fist striking firmly.

However, just as his blood-colored Fist Gang was about to hit the Zombie King’s face, the supposedly rigid body of the King twisted unexpectedly, with the entire body unnaturally folding to the left.

The blood-colored torrent brushed past the Zombie King’s body, impacting the glutinous rice shop behind him.

“Boom!”

The brick and wooden structure of the glutinous rice shop was a mere mundane object, unable to withstand such a strike.

Vast amounts of cinnabar and glutinous rice flew and scattered, like a celestial maiden scattering flowers.

Some fell on the Zombie King, but were all blocked by the thick Ghost Qi, unable to cause any harm.

Lu Wenwu’s punch, which could obliterate B-level players, collapsed several of the building’s main pillars, and smashed through the walls with its undiminished power, destroying the wooden shrine behind.

Masses of wood shavings and bricks flew, countless blood-stained dark plaques scattered.

Only the topmost plaque of Daoist Tianshu remained motionless.

The Fist Force waves struck, merely causing a ripple of black waves.

It seemed there was a force protecting it there.

“You seem to really respect that Daoist Tianshu,” Lu Wenwu stepped forward with Burst Step, and a subsequent punch followed.

“Naturally, without him, there’d be no me.”

The Zombie King smiled, straightening his body, raising his right palm and swinging horizontally at Lu Wenwu.

“Bang!”

A muffled sound echoed, the punch felt like hitting a heavy sandbag.

This seemingly ordinary palm brought great pressure to Lu Wenwu.

Even without the Eye of Insight, he could clearly feel too much of his punch’s Power had been absorbed.

The Blood Bar revealed, the damage brought to the opponent by this punch was merely a paltry few tens.

The combination of Ghost Qi and the Zombie King Body was truly formidable.

“Not bad power.”

The Zombie King forcefully repelled Lu Wenwu with his right hand, casually swung his left to deflect Zhang Sijia’s Fire Dragon Drill, smiling as he commented.

“Among all the Daoists, Martial Artists, Barbarians, and Mutants I’ve encountered, your Power is worthy of being called the strongest. But to survive under me? Daydreaming.”

“The strongest? That’s not enough!”

Lu Wenwu suddenly laughed, Azure Sky Wings fluttering behind, raising his fist again.

Aiken remained silent, replacing his Warhammer with a massive cross nearly two meters tall.

Accompanying his low chant, the wooden Sacred Artifact sparkled with the Radiance of Holy Light, even the pitch-black night was slightly illuminated at this moment.

A dazzling glow traced across the night sky, descending from high above.

The torrent composed of Holy Light and Magic struck heavily on the Zombie King, who once again repelled Lu Wenwu, causing him to stagger.

Large masses of dark vapor evaporated, the Ghost Qi released by the Zombie King rapidly being consumed.

Just when Aiken thought the attack had worked, the target tightly locked by his Spiritual Power vanished!

The Zombie King had somehow completely disengaged from the attack range of Glory Judgment, and swung a jet-black Thunderbolt towards him.

Aiken’s face changed, immediately retracting the cross, and replacing it with a shining silver Great Shield from his backpack.

Beside him, Da Bao chanted under his breath, causing spellcasting tools to burn and evaporate one after another, forming layers of Curses intercepting the attack, weakening it circle after circle.

Against the Zombie King who hardly suffered from Soul attacks, the Curse Master had little impact, and could only try to support teammates in battle.

“Crackling!”

“Boom!”

The black Thunderbolt struck heavily on the shield, immediately extinguishing the silver light.

A violent explosion ensued.

Aiken sensed the danger coming at the very last moment, instantly abandoning the shield, activating Defensive Skills, and dodging sideways with all his might.

The nearly materialized Ghost Qi shockwave expanded suddenly.

The rigid Holy Knight spewed a mouthful of blood in mid-air, tumbling backwards like a rolling gourd, crashing through several walls.

Fortunately, the golden gleaming Plate Armor was of decent Quality.

Despite the chest plate’s dent, abdomen plate’s cracks, it ultimately saved his life.

A shield, at least of Rare level, shattered to pieces on the ground, becoming a heap of ink-colored fragments.

In the battlefield’s center, Lu Wenwu once again raised his fist and engaged with the Zombie King.

Punch against punch, palm against palm.

Two terrifying combative beasts collided madly.

Yet, it appeared Lu Wenwu was at a disadvantage, as he even needed to continuously consume Elixirs to keep fighting against that opponent.

The Zombie King’s Attributes were too high, Defense too strong.

A punch landed as if hitting a mountain.

The opponent’s skin barely cracked, yet Lu Wenwu’s own fist was battered and bruised.

His Guardian Battle Armor·Chaos Neutral was pounded with dents and broke many protrusions.

Despite having the different enhancements and magical support of Da Bao, Aiken, and Zhang Sijia, Lu Wenwu’s raw strength was truly lacking by quite a margin.

If that’s the case…

Lu Wenwu consumed several Healing Pills and Qi Recovery Pills, checking the Free Attribute Points he had accumulated over this period.

“System!”

“Allocate points!”

“Mao Mao, abandon other attributes, switch fully to Power and Soul Attribute boost!”

ID: Invincible Tyrannosaurus War God

Body: 3648.79

External Attribute: Power +418, Soul +2173

Equipment Enhancement: Power +1168.23, Physique +667.56

In terms of Power Attribute alone, Lu Wenwu had already broken past the five thousand mark!

This was completely the stats only an A-tier player specializing in close combat could possess.

Coupled with the similarly above five thousand Soul Attribute, Lu Wenwu felt better than ever!