They all call me Great Master-Chapter 330 - 327: Deformed Fanatics!

North County, perpetually covered by ice and snow underneath a certain area.

In a hidden tomb, candles as thick as arms brought light to the entire chamber, illuminating the Half Lich whose body was shriveled, with eyeballs and teeth fully exposed.

Anyone who saw this Half Lich would be inexplicably horrified.

It wasn’t just the instinctive terror, but also a curiosity that stemmed deep from the soul.

Because—

it was tattooing itself.

Using the burning "Soul Fire" as the source, it scorched its entire body’s bones and skin; as its bones began to melt and its skin also started to burn, the Half Lich began to control the "Soul Power" with its mind, tattooing the skin where the burning was most intense.

The complex and mystical patterns consisted of nineteen million nine hundred and sixty-four thousand dots.

Each needle prick brought a pain of the soul.

But for William, as long as he could return to his master’s side, this little pain was nothing at all.

He lived solely for his master.

Without his master, he might as well have been dead.

Now that his master was waiting for him, why should he hesitate?

After nineteen million nine hundred and sixty-four thousand "needle pricks" on the skin, the burning of the "Soul Fire" continued, and so did the burning of the skin; but under that scorching, the almost-shriveled skin became clean and translucent. As this piece of skin was once again attached to where the "face" belonged, the melting skull started to reshape, revealing the face of a middle-aged man who appeared somewhat thin but exceedingly sharp and capable.

This was not William’s original appearance, but a modified one.

William knew clearly that he was returning to his master’s side, not to bring trouble to him.

Therefore, changing his appearance was necessary.

Feeling the still slightly stiff visage, William did not rush. He took a deep breath, and a sharper "Soul Power" began to inscribe on the skull.

Unlike the previous tattooing "dots."

This time, it was as if using a knife to "slice."

Slice after slice.

The dark and shriveled bones gradually became as white and smooth as jade, gaining a strange vitality. The attached "facial skin" also began to look vibrant and lifelike.

When the final slice was made, William stopped.

It wasn’t because the pain was unbearable, but because the "Soul Power" was too exhausted.

Even though he was an almost Undying Half Lich, transforming the remainder of his body into a Semi-Corpse Demon in a "pure manner" could not be completed in one go.

He needed to do it in stages, bit by bit.

But he didn’t find it hard.

Because, during rest, he could think of his master.

Such thoughts would become his endless motivation.

Just like before, William’s soul pulsed slowly, starting to recover in the unique way of Liches, but the next moment, the slowly pulsing soul turned into a flutter.

Because—

’William, are you there?’

In the resonance of the soul contract, his master’s voice reached clearly into the depths of the Half Lich’s soul.

’At your service at all times, Master.’

The Half Lich, originally lying in the Bronze Coffin, stood up straight and bowed in the direction of South Los.

’How have you been recently?’

The gentle and sincere greeting made the Half Lich’s eyes brim with tears, even though it had no tears.

’As illuminated by your radiance, I am perfectly fine, and the transformation into a Semi-Corpse Demon is going exceedingly well. I believe it won’t be long before I can return to your side.’

The Half Lich answered truthfully.

’That’s great!’

The joyous anticipation energized the Half Lich tremendously, making it almost want to start the transformation into a Semi-Corpse Demon right away, but it restrained itself.

This was, after all, the first formal conversation with the master from miles away.

It must be cherished.

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’William, how do you view the placing of other souls into a corpse to act as a power source for "Slash of Vanquishing Evil"?’

Facing the young master’s inquiry, the Lich was even more delighted.

Being thousands of miles away and still able to troubleshoot for the young master was truly great.

’Young master, you would need to use the "Soul Extraction Technique," "Soul Control Technique," "Soul Absorption Technique," and a few simple "Corpse Refinement Arts"...’

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The Half-Lich started explaining non-stop.

All were mystical arts advanced through the "Power of Death."

For others, each of these advanced mystical arts would require countless hours and careful experimentation, but for Arthur, who possessed a talent like "Breath of Death" which was beyond human, listening once was all it took to learn everything.

"Soul Extraction Technique: When a corpse has been dead for no more than one hour and its soul has not completely dissipated, you can extract the soul of the other party."

"Soul Control Technique: When facing extracted souls or ignorant lost souls who intrude into your territory, you can whip them with ’Aura of Death,’ making them experience pain worse than death. When the pain reaches its peak and the opponent’s will dissipates, you can control them and have them obey your commands, but you cannot prevent their dissipation after six hours."

"Soul Absorption Technique: Souls about to dissipate emit a unique energy that nourishes the space they occupy. You can effectively use this energy to nurture something you value, but you cannot bring dead things back to life. However, living beings that endure the nourishment of soul power will experience a soul shock."

"Corpse Refinement Art: One of the core mystical arts advanced through ’Aura of Death,’ you can choose to arbitrarily assemble corpses that have been dead for no more than six hours, or repair the original corpses. When you infuse them with the energy brought by ’Soul Absorption Technique,’ they can briefly ’live’ again, showing the posture of a living being, but it will not change the essence of the deceased."

...

Arthur looked at the advanced techniques under "Technique of Death" that belonged to the "Aura of Death," according to William’s narration. Except for the "Corpse Refinement Art" which he had accidentally collected, the rest, the "Soul Extraction Technique," "Soul Control Technique," and "Soul Absorption Technique," were all found within the Sank family.

’The Sank family?

Tsk, Hunter Family?

This is purer dark than the Black Wizard Family!’

Arthur roughly guessed what the ’Sank family’ was planning just by looking at the three mystical arts.

They were simply coveting the "Book of Death" in Old Sunk’s hands.

The ’Sank family’ had already thought about killing Old Sunk and then directly extracting his soul for interrogation, but they were too straightforward and got discovered by Old Sunk.

Old Sunk decisively initiated a scorched earth policy.

Actually, if the ’Sank family’ had been more patient, they wouldn’t have needed to do any of this; they could just wait, and maybe Old Sunk would have handed everything over to them.

Unfortunately...

’Greed, oh greed!’

The young Spirit Medium uttered this exclamation.

Afterward, a certain idea in his mind became even clearer.

However, he was not in a hurry.

Instead, he gently bade William farewell—

’William, I look forward to your return.’

’Yes, young master,’

the Half-Lich said solemnly.

The once flagging ’Soul Power’ surged once more at this moment, not only quickly replenishing but also exceeding by a good amount.

Mutants are terrifying.

Fanatics are terrifying.

And mutated fanatics, no one can understand just what they or They might be capable of.

Arthur did not understand either.

But he would patiently wait and appropriately encourage William.

After all, what William believed in was him!

Sensing through the soul contract that William had begun ’imprinting himself’ again, Arthur couldn’t help but stretch lazily and stand up from the chair.

His subordinate was working so hard.

He, of course, had to do something too.