Chapter 718

The mute slave rubbed her eyes and looked back at the corpse, but found nothing.

'Maybe I was just seeing things,' she thought, deciding not to dwell on it.

Then she reached out once more to lift the corpse on the platform.

However, in the very next moment, the mute slave's body went rigid.

Slowly, she looked down to see a hand thrust through her chest, and that hand belonged to the corpse on the platform.

"Where... am I?" the corpse rasped, its voice hoarse and grating.

The mute slave's jaw stiffly fell open.

The corpse then saw the hollow cavity where her tongue should have been.

"Useless," the corpse spat with contempt.

Then, with a sickening squelch, it plunged its hand into the mute slave's chest, yanked out her heart, and casually tossed it aside.

Ignoring the blood on her hands, she got up and paced around the secret chamber, quickly spotting an old bronze mirror.

When she looked into it and saw her stitched-together, patchwork body, Sophie's face contorted in a twisted expression of fury.

She thought, furious and bewildered, 'Damn it! What the hell is going on?!

'Wasn't I already dead? Why is my consciousness suddenly here? Did I... come back to life? But why does my body look so grotesque now?

'The face is mine, and part of my upper body too, but the rest, including my hands and feet, clearly aren't mine at all!'

Sophie examined the unfamiliar hands, then slowly raised one to touch her face.

The tangible sensation only deepened the gloom in her eyes.

Sophie frantically rummaged through every corner of the secret chamber.

'Damn it! A room full of corpses, and not a damn thing of value,' she seethed inwardly.

upside down, she still couldn't find a single useful thing. Just

in!" Sophie's

fixed her gaze on the chamber

crafted key to

swung open, a surge of danger made

abruptly, narrowly dodging a throwing dagger

and dodge gave the figure inside the

react, a dark shadow darted past him and bolted

suddenly realized what was going on. He whirled around to look inside the chamber, below the stone platform lay the dead mute maid, while the platform itself was now

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Chapter 718

had come to

"Damn it! Go after it, bring that

back to life, it must not be allowed

one

it could

give chase, Fletcher's face betrayed not just alarm, but a disturbing

parasite that had mutated, or

merely a stitched-together collection of dismembered

it remained fundamentally dead. However, the corpse parasite

planted in the corpse

one thing; the corpse parasite

breath caught in his throat, his eyes blazing with manic

into a King Parasite; a single

solemnly recorded in the forbidden archives

a King Parasite, it would be like commanding an army of

an immortal legion. No one could possibly stand against

Regent, Nolan Bennet, would stand a chance against

himself seated upon that throne, reigning

immersed in his schemes of grandeur, Sophie had

broke free, guided by her past memories, she raced straight for the Duke's

feels so

was deeply repulsed by this patchwork form, pieced together from who knew

agile, her arms startlingly strong. She could dart about with incredible speed, displaying exceptional combat

completely vanished. It was as if, in just moments,

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