Undead God: I Can Extract Everything

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This scene dealt a tremendous blow to Dean’s morale.

He unconsciously retreated several steps back until he hit the cage.

At this moment, the blood-colored light on the cage lit up, and Dean felt as if his body was being hacked by a thousand knives.

The intense pain made Dean break out in cold sweat.

Just as Dean was sweating profusely, a figure next to him stirred.

“You’re in quite a predicament right now!”

It was Donald Morgan’s voice.

Dean turned to look and saw Donald Morgan standing outside the cage, looking down on him with a mocking smirk: “Can’t you even handle this small challenge?”

Dean’s gaze turned icy cold: “Beasts! You monsters are not human at all!”

“Beasts? Not human?”

Donald Morgan laughed and sat down outside Dean’s cage: “I haven’t been human for a long time, I’m long past being a beast now!”

Saying this, Donald Morgan glanced at the cages on both sides, narrowed his eyes, and continued: “Ten years ago, I was also locked in one of these cages waiting to die.

The moment I opened my mouth to eat my sister to stay alive, I ceased being human!” ⁶

Donald Morgan’s words made Dean pause: “What did you say?”

Donald Morgan didn’t look at Dean, but instead focused on the other cages, squinting as he said: “You didn’t really think I was born a saint of the Bloody Church, did you?

Initially, I was just like everyone else, captured and used as a sacrificial offering.

My sister was abducted with me.

I stayed in one of those cages for three long months. In order to stay alive and protect my sister, I didn’t dare to sleep with my eyes closed during those months.

Yet in the end, my sister still died!

From the day my sister died, I knew that in order to survive in this world being human wouldn’t suffice!

You have to be ruthless, you have to abandon everything that makes you human, includingyour dignity and the virtues of humanity, and become a cold- blooded beast.

Only then could I stand a chance to survive.

SO, to survive, I killed people stuck in the cages like me, just like a venomous snake. In front of those outside the cages, I behaved like a dog wagging his tail to beg for mercy.

Eventually, I got a chance. A chance that would change my destiny.

I got the chance to evolve, completed it, and then climbed up to where I am today step by step!”

Donald Morgan casually recounted his past.

But for Dean standing nearby, this revelation was immensely shocking. He never expected that this guy before his eyes had such a past.

However, Dean quickly became suspicious: “Why are you telling me all this?” Donald Morgan looked at Dean: “I’ve made so many sacrifices, incurred so many deaths to go from a sacrificial offering in a cage to where I am now.

I was just about to become the Saint of the Bloody Church when I became the laughing stock of the Bloody Church due to our battle.

If I don’t redeem my honour, everything I have will vanish in an instant.

I cannot fall here!”

Dean squinted: “And then what!”

“Tomorrow, I will arrange for you to start the Third-turn Trial to help you achieve third-turn.

Then I’m gonna fight you.”

Dean asked: “Do you expect me to lose to you?”

Donald Morgan shookhis head: “A fourth-turn fighting a third-turn, killing youwon’tcarry much meaning!

I can never wash away that disgrace!

I will lose to you again!”

“What did you say?”

“I said, I will lose to you again in tomorrow’s battle, and then someone will stand up and try to crush you!”

Suddenly, a light bulb went off in Dean’s mind: “Another saint candidate?”

“Yes, help me defeat him, better yet, kill him!”

Donald Morgan nodded firmly.

This made Dean completely understand Donald’s plan. It would be quite difficult for Donald to wash away his disgrace. Even if he defeated Dean a third-turn or even fourth-turn, he would not be able to remove his shame.

People will always remember his loss as a third-turn to a second-turn.

And the best way to alter this outcome is to make others share his fate.

If another Saint Candidate also ends up defeated by Dean just like him then it won’t just be his shame anymore. This plan is much more plausible than him defeating Dean.

Seeing Donald nodding firmly, Dean finally realized that previously, on the shoreline, it wasn’t so much him manipulating Donald, but more Donald exploiting the circumstances.

This guy’s mind games were much more terrifying than Dean had imagined.

But it also made sense. He grew up in this living hell, if he didn’t have the skills to survive, he would’ve already died somewhere unknown.

Realizing his intentions, Dean changed the subject: “What about the person you guys captured before?”

Without any hesitation, Donald replied: “After we’ve accomplished our mission, I will help you rescue her!”

Dean scoffed: “That’s meaningless, don’t treat me like a fool. As long as I can still be used, I hold some value. Once your goal is achieved, it will already be a miracle if you don’t kill me, let alone help me rescue her.

Do you see me as an idiot?

I don’t have many requests. Just tell me about her situation.”

Donald Morgan was silent for a while before replying: “She’s alive! After we captured her, a person who claimed to be from the Professional Alliance called so the Church people didn’t lay a finger on her and instead took good care of her.”

“Where is she?”

“Just forget about that for now, I can’t possibly tell you that now. If you want to know, then just behave well tomorrow!”