Undead God: I Can Extract Everything

While Dean McKenzie was secretly planning to enhance his Appraisal Skill, on the other side, Donald Morgan, after embarking on his journey, his first activity was going to ‘his’ side.

Then, something that left Dean McKenzie dumbstruck happened.

He saw the little girl form of Donald Morgan lie upon the adult form of Donald Morgan, merging into one. The wounds on Donald Morgan’s body healed instantly.

The severed limbs were reconnected, and the sword pierced into his heart was pulled out.

“Could you do me a favor and move the corpses into the Altar Map?

After all the bodies are inside the Altar Map, I will initiate the Sacrificial Ceremony.

Then you won’t need to do anything, just directly attack the protective shield.

When the target appears, utilize this!”

Donald Morgan raised his hand and threw a scroll to Dean McKenzie, who caught it and looked.

Steel Defense (Scroll) (Fifth-turn) (Can resist the attack of a fifth-turn existence for at least 30 minutes)

Seeing this, Dean McKenzie narrowed his eyes.

His trust in Donald Morgan increased by several percentages,

“Alright!”

Afterward, Dean McKenzie let out Doggy Two and others from the Land of Bone.

Under Doggy Two’s commands, they began to move corpses.

Other skeletons obediently set to work, however, upon coming out, Old Six from Dean’s family had his Pupil Fire falling on the Promotion Temple. He quickly ran over, and with his little bone hand clasping the Promotion Temple, he seemed as if he was going to lift it up.

Seeing the situation, Dean McKenzie was taken aback: “What are you doing? Moving corpses doesn’t mean moving structures. Besides, you should check if you have the strength or not!

This thing, can you lift it up, eh, you really can lift it up!”

Before Dean McKenzie could finish his sentences, he saw Old Six with his fragile bone hand lifting the Promotion Temple up.

At the same time, system prompts started appearing.

[Your Wraith Servant [Doggy Six] is activating the Architect profession skill Building Relocation to move the Promotion Temple!]

“Well done!

Come, quickly put this thing in the Land of Bone!”

Dean McKenzie quickly enlarged the Gate of Bone to facilitate Old Six’s moving.

Despite Dean McKenzie enlarging the Gate of Bone to the maximum, the Promotion Temple still couldn’t enter.

It wasn’t because the gate was not big enough, but because Dean McKenzie’s Land of Bone was not at a high enough level.

[Please note, your Secret Realm Strength is unable to accommodate the Promotion Temple. Forcing it inside may cause your Secret Realm to collapse! ] “Damn!”

A piece of juicy fatty meat that was almost in his mouth was suddenly gone, both Dean McKenzie and Old Six were quite frustrated.

Thir eyes met.

At that moment, their tacit understanding reached its peak.

Old Six directly turned to look at the other structures of the base, Dean McKenzie immediately called out those third-turn skeletons in the Land of Bone, the Skeleton Demolition Team was online once more.

At the same time, on the other side, Donald Morgan’s altar was ready.

All the corpses were moved in.

After all the bodies were moved in, Donald Morgan sat at the center of the altar, closed his eyes, and began to chant a complex, mysterious, cruel, and bloody curse.

With this curse being chanted,

The altar beneath Donald Morgan lit up, following that, a strong bloody air began to emit from the corpses on the altar.

This bloody air gradually thickened, and quickly turned into a bloody light beam that shot into the sky!

Dean McKenzie saw the situation from Donald Morgan’s side and immediately stopped the demolition work.

Demolition could be done at any time, but if the main event was delayed, it would be too late to regret.

Dean McKenzie in accordance with Donald Morgan’s instructions, directly shot a Bone Spear at the altar.

The result was that when the Bone Spear was shot over, a bloody shield directly blocked the Bone Spear on the altar.

Seeing this, Dean McKenzie finally let go of his hand, the Bone Spear in his hand was thrown away, and he ferociously attacked Donald Morgan’s side.

At this moment, Dean McKenzie completely put himself in the role of killing Donald Morgan.

He was in the state of not ceasing until Donald Morgan was killed.

At the same time, in another base nearby, belonging to the Bloody Church.

The middle-aged man who was in charge of watching the mystery person and who had previously captured the mystery person suddenly lifted his head.

“Is someone initiating the Sacrificial Ceremony?

“The scope of this ceremony is quite significant, as if all the followers from the entire base there were being sacrificed!”

This bishop sure is an expert.

From a great distance, just by sensing that power, he could roughly guess the scale of the ceremony.

Not only that, he even perceived some other things.

“It seems someone is trying to disrupt this ceremony, let’s go take a look!”

As the middle-aged man spoke, a flash of blood glowed on his body, and he instantly disappeared from the spot.

Very quickly, the figure of the middle-aged man appeared out of thin air inside the base of the Bloody Church.

As soon as he arrived, he saw Dean McKenzie ramping up a violent assault against Donald Morgan, who was initiating the ceremony.

Seeing this, he, without hesitation, raised his hand and a huge blood-colored hand struck towards Dean McKenzie.

Upon seeing the blood-colored hand clapping over, Dean McKenzie activated the “Steel Defense” structure that Donald Morgan had given to him without a moment’s delay.

In an instant, a massive iron coffin enveloped Dean McKenzie, blocking the strike of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was taken aback.

His figure flashed, and he came directly in front of the huge coffin.

He tapped lightly on Dean McKenzie’s coffin, squinted his eyes and said, “A fifth-turn scroll? You’re loaded. Even if I wanted to break this, it wouldn’t be easy. Forget it, I won’t waste any effort, as long as you behave.”

With that, the middle-aged man turned his head to look at the ceremony.

At that time, the ceremony was shrouded in blood, completely invisible to the naked eye.

The middle-aged man didn’t mind, he just waited.

In his wait, the glow of the ceremony grew stronger bit by bit, and dimmed a little bit.

The entire process took about thirty minutes.

Suddenly, the blood-colored cover shattered, and the middle-aged man’s mouth raised in a smile, waiting to welcome the ones who would emerge after the completion of the ceremony.

Following that, Donald Morgan walked out from within, paying his respects to the middle-aged man upon emergence: “Bishop Richardson! Thank you for your protection!”

“You’re welcome. Your ability to perform such a ceremony almost assures your position as the Holy Son. It’s my honor to protect you. Please…”

“Splurt!”

Before the middle-aged man could finish, a blood-colored long sword pierced through his chest.

At the same time, behind the middle-aged man, the figure of Old Eight appeared out of thin air, and his dagger cut open the man’s throats.

Donald Morgan’s surprise attack tactic seemed to be progressing quite smoothly; locked inside an iron coffin, Dean McKenzie’s face lit up at the sight, but soon, Dean McKenzie realized something was wrong, because he started to laugh. However, the Donald Morgan standing in front of the middle-aged man did not laugh, instead his face was very somber.

Dean McKenzie instantly realized something was wrong.

As expected, the next second, the middle-aged man who was sandwiched and attacked by Donald Morgan and Old Eight instantly turned into a pool of blood on the floor.

Then, the voice of the middle-aged man rang out on the side again.

“Holy Son, you were able to take down Douglas Murphy and use all the followers in the base as sacrifices to complete the ceremony, showcasing your resourcefulness and cunning.

But why, you chose to disregard me? Do you not want to put in a bit more effort?

This simple calculation, do you think I wouldn’t see through it? Don’t you think you’re looking down on me, Elaine Richardson, a bit too much?”

In the middle of his talk, this middle-aged man named Elaine Richardson raised his hand, and another blood-colored palm was headed towards Donald Morgan and Old Eight.

Old Eight reacted quickly, dodging this move with a powerful stealth that granted two seconds of immunity.

Donald Morgan, however, seemed to react a little slowly, and was caught straight on.

With a “splurt” sound, Donald Morgan was blown apart.

Both Dean McKenzie and Elaine Richardson were stunned.

It would seem they never expected Donald Morgan was so weak.

Just as Donald Morgan was blown apart, the altar which had just dimmed suddenly lit up again. Elaine Richardson, who was momentarily bewildered, quickly snapped back, his face drastically changing.

“The ceremony isn’t over yet? Damn! You tricked me!”

Elaine Richardson’s face changed dramatically, turning around instinctively in an attempt to flee, but it was too late. A terrifying apparition behind him opened its eyes.

“Splurt!”

Both Elaine Richardson and the Donald Morgan inside the altar spat out a mouthful of fresh blood at the same time!