Undead God: I Can Extract Everything

4 004 Necromancer Apprentice
Translator: 549690339
Inside a dilapidated house in the Rotting Corpse Plain.

Dean McKenzie, who had been in the sewer before, was quietly lying on the ground at this moment.

The dark energy that had been running rampant in his body had calmed down a bit at this moment.

Dean, unconscious, slowly wakes up and opens his eyes in the broken-down house.

[You used the[Book of Dark Promotion]!]

[You fell unconscious. The dark power is about to corrode your soul!]

[Ennis Hawkins used the Secret Realm Scroll[Rotting Corpse Plain]on you. You successfully entered the level 5 Secret Realm, the Rotting Corpse Plain.]

[You obtained the main mission of this Secret Realm Plain: Survival!]

[Mission: Survival

Description: Please survive for at least 3 days in this place full of death and decay. After three days, you will earn the right to freely leave the Secret Realm.

Reward: Will be determined based on your survival time and performance during that time!]

[You used the power of the[Secret Realm]to prevent the erosion of your soul caused by the dark power, your Promotion succeeded, completion degree seventeen percent!]

…

As soon as Dean woke up, a dense pile of system prompts appeared in front of him.

“What happened to me?”

Seeing these prompts, Dean reacted: “Is Ennis Hawkins the uncle I encountered just now?

Did he save me?”

From the system prompts, Dean understood clearly.

If not for the power of the so-called [Secret Realm], he would have been corroded by the dark power by now.

Dean was not very clear about what would happen if he was corroded by the dark power, but he could imagine that the outcome would not be good.

“What a good man that uncle is!” After roughly understanding the situation, Dean couldn’t help but let out a long sigh.

At the same time, his gaze eagerly fell on his attribute panel.

According to the prompts, he had succeeded in his Promotion. Although the degree of Promotion was only seventeen percent, he had nonetheless completed the Promotion.

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Name: Dean McKenzie

Profession: Necromancer Apprentice

Talent: Extraction (unlocked)

Level: 1 (0/100)

Attributes:

Strength: 0.7, Agility: 0.8, Physique: 0.8, Spirit: 2.1

Mana: 21

Skill: Bone Fang (Level 1) (0/100)

(Chant: With the power of death, create the Tooth of Destruction)

Effect: Concentrate a Bone Fang with a range of 10 meters, damage equals spiritual power multiplied by 1.)

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These are the attributes of Dean after his Promotion. Compared to before, the other attributes have not changed much. Only his spirit has increased by 1 point, his mana by 21 points, and he has gained a skill called “Bone Fang”.

Dean doesn’t know much about professions.

He doesn’t know whether his profession is good or bad.

He doesn’t know what level his attributes are among those who have just completed a Promotion, but judging from the seventeen percent Promotion degree, it should not be high.

Even so, Dean is very excited at the moment.

The thing he dreamed of for so long has finally come true. Naturally, Dean’s mood is indescribably excited.

Even the small run-down house he was in seemed to share his excitement.

With a “pop”, the door of the dilapidated house was violently pushed open.

A chill wind blew in, carrying the stench of decay straight to Dean’s forehead.

Even Dean, who had been living in the sewer for more than half a year, couldn’t stand the smell. Subconsciously turning his head, he saw a decomposing, stench-filled corpse standing at the doorway of the small, rundown house, which he didn’t know when it had appeared.

Face to face, the decaying corpse suddenly became excited, a low roar issued from its rotting throat, as it hopped towards Dean McKenzie.

Dean’s scalp exploded in fear, his first instinct was to chant the skill he just awakened.

“With the Power of Death, create… damn!”

He didn’t have time.

The two parties were too close. Before Dean could finish his chant, the corpse was already in his face.

Dean had to interrupt his chant and evade the corpse’s claws aiming for his neck with a nimble crouch, at the same time he tried to trip the corpse with his own body.

How to put it, Dean’s action just now was like…

Trying to safely deliver a tiger cub.

The effectiveness of the move depends solely on the user!

If it were a brawny guy like Wu Song, there would definitely be no problem, but for Dean who is a Mage and only has 0.7 Strength, it’s simply too difficult. After all, this Level 5 corpse monster has a Strength of 3.5.

“Poof!”

As soon as Dean crouched down, the rotten knee of the corpse hit him.

The power of 3.5 burst out in an instant. Dean suddenly felt like he had been hit by a speeding car. He was sent flying and slammed into the wooden wall of the shabby house two meters away, breaking the shaky wooden wall, he literally got kicked out of the house and tumbled on the ground for a few rounds.

After taking that kick, Dean felt as though his organs were dislocated. The immense pain made him break into a cold sweat, but at this moment, his eyes were extremely bright!

Opportunity!

“With the Power of Death, create the Tooth of Destruction!”

Dean on the ground, enduring the severe pain and fear, managed to finish his chant just before the corpse lunged at him again.

“Plop.”

A two-centimeter long Bone Fang, just managed, by a hair’s breadth, to pierce the heart of the corpse as it lunged in front of Dean.

A smile finally emerged on Dean’s face.

However, his smile immediately froze on his face as the corpse fell on him.

The Bone Fang that he unleashed did pierce the corpse’s heart, but did not kill it.

“Its weak point is not its heart!”

Dean instantly understood where he made a mistake.

But it seemed to be a little late, as the corpse was already pressing down on him.

With his Strength of only 0.7 before a corpse of 3.5 Strength, Dean seemed as fragile as a weak girl. He barely had any power to resist the powerful corpse.

He was soon pinned down, the big mouth full of stinky breath came biting towards his neck.

“Ah!”

With a scream, Dean was bitten on the hand by the corpse.

Dean paid the price of one hand to avoid getting his neck bitten.

At the same time, in killer pain, Dean began chanting again.

“With the Power of Death, create the Tooth of Destruction!”

Bellowing his chant, Dean swung a slap directly onto the corpse’s eye at the same time.

“Plop!”

A Bone Fang instantaneously penetrated the corpse’s eye, piercing its brain. The next second, the corpse, which had been violent, stiffened, then fell softly onto Dean.

[You have successfully killed [decaying corpse] at Level 5, gaining 1 Experience Point. Killing an enemy higher level than you grants 4 Experience Points!]

[You have been bitten by the [decaying corpse], and poisoned by the Rotten Corpse Poison!]

[Your current profession has an immunity to some of the Power of Death effect in the Rotten Corpse Poison, reducing your level of poisoning!]

[You have completed killing your first enemy after promotion, your Talent [Extraction] is unlocked!]

System notifications started refreshing crazily at this moment.

At the same time, a light spot appeared as the corpse in front of Dean exploded.

Dean vaguely saw within the light, the silhouette of a magic wand…

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