Chapter 167

"Aaaah! What is this thing!"

"Stop torturing me!"

"Get lost!"

The lich wanted to wave his staff.

He was, after all, a spell-casting creature.

A caster.

Not some warrior.

Close combat was disadvantageous to him.

But the goblin gave him no chance.

It pressed down on his head and delivered a brutal beating.

In just a few seconds.

The lich's head no longer retained even a trace of its original form.

Only a mass of bright red, rotting flesh remained.

After those few punches, Lu Cang mentally dubbed it the Tetanus Fist Technique.

A direct hit causes immediate rotting.

The scene was utterly miserable.

"Enough, come back."

The lich had already been killed.

Of course, only his physical body had died.

"As you command; your will is my wish."

The goblin leaped backward, vaulting directly onto the city wall.

The jumper rabbit's genes were not only analyzed by the Analysis Cyst and given to the Crawler.

They were also swallowed by the Nest, transforming into special genes.

They could be unlocked directly.

Lu Cang's current troop types all possessed super-strong jumping abilities.

Of course, this applied to any creature possessing the function of "jumping."

If one could not "jump," there was nothing to discuss.

Amidst the heavy snow, a black box slowly appeared.

Outside the box, the form of a lich reformed once more.

However, this lich was clearly not as arrogant as before.

Instead, he looked left and right.

It seemed he was afraid of something.

Finally, he fully came to his senses.

"So, can we talk?"

"Lich."

In the next instant, Lu Cang appeared directly before the lich.

The speed was extremely fast.

Seeing the suddenly appeared Lu Cang, the lich was startled once again.

"We can..."

"We can, we can absolutely."

He was, after all, a scholar.

Especially a lich scholar who researched history.

Over so many years, he had learned of countless Great Existences.

These Great Existences.

All possessed extremely powerful abilities and backgrounds.

However, these all seemed to be legends.

Regarding this Lord of Flesh.

His heart was already filled with awe.

Without witnessing it, one would only think it absurd.

But after witnessing it.

A Tier 5 goblin, whose rank was even inferior to his own.

Could pin him to the ground and rub him in the dirt.

Such a battle that crossed ranks and tiers.

Unless one received the blessing of a Great Existence.

And was granted power beyond reason, he could think of no other explanation.

Especially.

All power requires a price.

"Become a servant of the Lord of Flesh and eat this piece of flesh."

"You will receive a blessing."

"Afterwards, you can obtain what you desire."

"A magnificent laboratory."

"And the correct path to approach the truth you seek."

No lich would not desire a place to conduct research to their heart's content.

Nor could any lich resist the craving for the knowledge they wish to obtain.

In any case, Lu Cang had promised a correct path to approach the truth.

He never said he would directly tell him the right answer.

Anyway, with a few quick moves, he would first trick him into coming over to work.

With these temptations, it was impossible for him not to be tempted.

Unless he was not a lich.

Lu Cang directly threw out the most tempting condition.

"What you said—is it true?"

"What price must I still pay?"

"You speak, and I can accept it."

The lich's tone also became humble.

After learning that Lu Cang was the true proxy of a Great Existence.

He set aside his own posture.

Compared to a Great Existence.

What could a mere eighth-tier lich like him amount to?

Lu Cang slowly shook his head.

"No, no other price needs to be paid."

"Conducting research for my Lord is the price you must pay."

A large chunk of flesh and blood fell from within Lu Cang's robes.

"If you agree, then eat this flesh and blood."

"Then you shall be my Lord's new favored one."

Although eating meat was unnecessary.

However, to continue the tradition.

Lu Cang still did so.

The lich looked at the chunk of meat on the ground.

His arms trembled, not knowing whether it was out of gratitude or fear.

Or perhaps both.