Four Split Personalities

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Near Academy City’s outskirts, in the Dark Forest, deep within the graveyard dedicated to necromancy students’ military training.

Including Yi Dong, a total of five... type creatures were gathered around a pale blue bonfire, their expressions shifting under the flickering light. If it weren’t for the orc with dark skin and a muscular build, almost beaten into a pig head, the scene might be quite frightening.

Eternal Race Necromancer, Master Lin Dong.

Former Fenrir Team leader, [Plague] Ned Frum.

Former Fenrir Team warrior, [War] Crab Karich.

Former Fenrir Team Martial Monk, [Calamity] Saracha Brive.

Former Fenrir Team scout, [Death] Yinna Morning Dew.

Them...

"The nicknames are pretty cool."

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Yinna smacked her lips. This pretty elf girl looked almost identical to her living self, except her hair had inexplicably turned black and her skin was a bit paler. She poked the bonfire with a branch she’d snapped from somewhere and sarcastically mused, "But can we really live up to them as these small characters?"

Yi Dong: "Uh..."

"My name is [Death], the agent and herald of the apocalypse."

Yinna suddenly straightened her face, reciting a line with deliberate seriousness, then shrugged her small hands: "But after delivering my lines, I got beaten into a pig head right away. Isn’t that humiliating?"

Recently punched into a pig head by Saracha, Crab blinked twice and turned to glance at Yinna: "Girl, why do I feel like you’re targeting me?"

She instantly glared over: "Get lost! When I was born, your grandpa was still wearing crotchless pants."

"So I can’t just call you grandma, can I?"

Crab’s big face scrunched together, mumbling, "Besides, aren’t you and the captain an item now? The captain’s only two years older than me. If I call you grandma, then wouldn’t the captain have to... uh!!"

Pressing firmly against Crab’s mouth, Saracha cleared her throat and spoke to the increasingly awkward pretty partner in a deep voice, "Don’t stoop to his level, sis-in-law."

Swish, swish—

Then both guys got their hearts pierced by two refined iron arrows with gray mist, pinning them to the ground.

Crucial hit! If this happened to a living person, it would definitely be a fatal wound!

Of course, for these four right now, such injuries are practically negligible, as long as their bodies don’t suffer heavy damage or their soul flames aren’t extinguished, an arrow through the heart wouldn’t matter much to them.

"That’s easy to say..."

Sitting in the middle, Yi Dong rested his cheek on his hand, glancing at Yinna helplessly: "But patching it up is quite troublesome. It’s fine in places like these suitable for undead activity, but out there, don’t go around punching holes in people."

"Eh hey~"

Yinna stuck out her tongue and then hopped behind Ned, who’s been looking helpless, sticking out her tongue at Saracha and Crab.

Since the barriers of longevity and life and death were shattered, the elf girl, who had long plotted against her own captain, finally got her wish and embraced the uncle, officially becoming lovers with the former Fenrir Team leader, their relationship heating up perfectly.

During this period, three single dogs, led by Yi Dong and including Crab and Saracha too, suffered varying degrees of real damage, living through rough days that were deep yet fiery and unbearably tough.

"Ah..."

Turning countless curses into a long sigh, Yi Dong rubbed his brow and shrugged: "I’ve mentioned before, your ’nicknames’ weren’t given by me. They were given by Hei Fan’s friend... the person who commissioned me to resurrect you, obviously has high hopes for you all."

Having understood the whole story beforehand (rigged by Yi Dong with Mo Tan), Ned scratched his cheek awkwardly, knowing the reasoning behind his resurrection: "Even so, Master Lin Dong, I really don’t think I can do anything for that ’gentleman’."

"Unable to repay this grace."

Casually breaking off the arrow in his chest and using a burst of gang qi to expel the broken arrow, Saracha nodded and conceded: "Despite recovering our living strength with your help, and even improving a bit, we’re only at middle rank peak. We aren’t qualified to be his cooperators for someone who helped the Prince Regent of the Violet Empire topple the Marshalls. Considering the constitution of undead creatures, we might only be a burden."

Yi Dong shook his head, smiling at the anxious four: "You’re overthinking it."

"Overthinking what?"

Although he sat back up, Crab blinked, still with an arrow in his chest, looking puzzled.

"Overthinking everything."

Yi Dong chuckled, spreading his hands: "First, that guy commissioned me to resurrect you, not just to owe him a huge favor and work like oxen and horses when needed, but probably just because of his character."

Crab remained unresponsive.

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