But this kind of thing is just a temporary solution; as long as the power of the initial fire continues to weaken, the undead will keep appearing, and increasingly more of them.

Time passed bit by bit.

Su Ziyu wandered aimlessly in the wilderness for half a day, and along the way, he stumbled upon an abandoned town that had probably been deserted for over hundreds of years, to the point where even crazed wandering souls were few.

Only rows of gravestones remained.

Just rows of broken gravestones.

Finally.

Su Ziyu had no idea where he had walked to, but something interesting finally appeared in his field of vision.

Dragon!

A corpse of a Giant Dragon.

This Giant Dragon was much larger than any dragon Su Ziyu had seen in the past, with a length of about fifty meters and wings spanning nearly thirty to forty meters. Its skin was reddish-brown, with no visible Dragon Scales on its body, but it did have some keratin-like spikes. Beside its massive and ferocious head lay a pool of dried black blood, making humans look puny in comparison.

The Giant Dragon fell near a mountainside.

When Su Ziyu soared into the sky, he saw an enormous Metal Spear that had almost completely pierced through the dragon's chest. It seemed like the dragon had flown a great distance carrying its wounds before finally succumbing and falling here.

The time of death was uncertain.

However, the dragon's corpse was not severely decayed; instead, it had merely dried up.

"This weapon can't be used by ordinary humans, right?" Su Ziyu leapt onto the dragon's corpse, facing him was a hefty Metal Spear adorned with dark golden patterns and a strange emblem-like design. The exposed length alone was nearly three meters, not accounting for the parts embedded within the dragon's body.

Crack.

Su Ziyu reached out to grasp the Metal Spear before him, and as he slowly applied force, he gradually extracted a fully metallic spear reaching a length of six meters. The spear had a diameter close to six centimeters, and its weight was estimated to be around two to three hundred kilograms. One can imagine the terrifying power the spear's owner must possess to strike a Giant Dragon in the sky with such a heavy Metal Spear.

Bang!

Su Ziyu weighed the spear in his hand and then couldn't help but take a deep breath. He stepped forward, bent his body, and with an explosive eruption from his entire body muscles, he shouted and hurled the spear forward.

A sound like an explosion rang out.

Approximately one hundred and twenty meters away, stones on distant hills cracked and scattered, and the Metal Spear directly embedded within the mountain, with about two-thirds remaining exposed.

"The strength of the person using this spear is stronger than mine?"

"Shouldn't be human, right?"

Very well.

Su Ziyu had gained crucial intelligence: near this place, there was a formidable figure capable of slaying dragons, and their power was indeed terrifying. Even with the Power of Fire Giant, Su Ziyu didn't possess such monstrous brute force.

The physical strength surpassing the Giant?

Is it the Divine Race of this world?

This Giant Dragon had been killed in one strike, with other wounds on its body being almost negligible; Su Ziyu used Spiritual Perception to sense the dragon blood, which had lost all vitality and could no longer serve as material for Dragon Blood Baptism.

Certainly, he couldn't come a long way empty-handed, so he drew the Meteor Longsword and chopped off a Dragon Fang.

Too much to carry would be inconvenient; this dragon weighed over sixty tons.

Clang.

Just as Su Ziyu walked over to pull out the Metal Spear, intending to study it briefly along the way, a cold wind unknown when it arose in the vicinity, and a figure clad in nun garb appeared in his field of view.

A pair of bare feet lightly stepped on the cold dragon corpse.

The figure stood about one hundred meters away from Su Ziyu, holding a large scythe. Her drooping hood obscured her face, with only strands of hair drifting with the wind.

"Nameless king!"

This nun-clad woman politely bowed, placing a hand on her chest and speaking in a gentle and smooth voice: "Fried from Londor greets you!..."

Yet again with this opener.

Su Ziyu's brow instantly furrowed, and with a clang, he pulled the Metal Spear from the mountain.

The opponent's pupils slightly contracted, for she saw Su Ziyu carefreely tossing the six-meter Metal Spear in his hand as if it were nothing, understanding the impressive brute strength this indicated as a woman.

"Another ember from the Fire Transmission Ritual Site?"

Su Ziyu frowned, observing the nun before him, and slowly said: "I'm just a traveler passing by."

"I'm not some king."

"Can't you stop bothering me? I have no interest in being a Lord of Cinders! I bear you no malice!"

"Can't you just leave me alone?"

I'm utterly fed up.

I've run so far, yet these undead can still find me?

What exactly is the radiance of a king's soul?

How do they constantly lock onto my position!

Su Ziyu could sense that the nun before him was far more powerful than Hawkwood, with spiritual perception alone allowing him to judge her to be at least of Legendary Level.

If all the enemies to face were of this level, even he could only flee for his life and run everywhere!

The most critical point is.

The opponent can resurrect, but Su Ziyu cannot.

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