Scrap metal, gears, and makeshift fillings along with ominous inscriptions imbued with magical power constituted the self-destructing robots' bodies and souls!

The golems wandering here were not traditional elemental puppets, but rather puppets created by Linte Isaac, the Mechanical God, through spells of mechanical magic rebuilt with the faith of an entire nation!

Luo Yan had no idea what the original third level of the labyrinth looked like, but there was no doubt that "heretics" had taken over the place.

"This is no place to linger, let's retreat,"

Keeping his two underlings protected in front of him, Luo Yan stepped up the stairs in a single stride, hurriedly retreating back to the stone door leading to the second level of the maze.

These robots seemed to have a strong sense of territory.

As they retreated back onto the staircase, the robots, as if losing their target, staggered back to the side of the platform and crawled back into the abyss with no visible bottom.

Returning to the second level of the labyrinth, Luo Yan led his underlings all the way back to the first floor's "Blood Temple."

Looking at his companions covered in bug fluid, emitting a pungent odor, he spoke.

"That's enough training for today, dismiss."

"Yes."

Octo acknowledged the command with a nod, settled down at the center of the Blood Temple, and quietly reviewed and summarized today's battle process.

Bond did the same, but instead of sitting in the Blood Temple, he returned to the mine above the labyrinth with Luo Yan.

Seeing the Demon King return from the labyrinth, Sarah's eyes brightened instantly, and she hurriedly grabbed the basket placed at the counter and ran over.

The basket contained task items delivered by players—freshly steamed meat buns.

In addition to the meat buns, she also placed a towel inside, primarily for wiping sweat.

"Thank you."

Luo Yan smiled as he accepted the lunch, casually summoned a water orb, wet the towel, wiped his face, and then sat on the nearby bench to enjoy it.

Seeing that she finally had a role to play, Sarah's face showed a happy smile, her fluffy ears gently swaying.

But after a while, a trace of worry reappeared on her petite face.

"Lord Demon King..."

"What is it?"

Sarah hesitated for a long time before finally lifting her head and bravely spoke.

"Can you... turn me into an undead too?"

Hearing such an outrageous request for the first time, Luo Yan's face showed a look of surprise, so much so that he even paused eating his bun midway.

"I want to know the reason."

"I... want to be stronger," Sarah took a deep breath and blurted out, "Sarah... wants to be more useful."

Looking at her determined eyes, Luo Yan thought for a moment before speaking.

"Sarah, even though I am an Undead Mage, I still believe that life is a greater miracle than death."

"Um..."

Observing the slightly confused look on Sarah's face, Luo Yan gave a gentle smile and placed his hand on her black hair.

"So it's better to live well while alive, never treat your own life as a price for achieving some goal... That's not something to be weighed on a scale."

The reason he put his hand on her head was not because he thought it would be more persuasive, but mainly because he felt like petting a cat.

"Lord Demon King... You don't want Sarah to become an undead?"

"I think it's not just me, my servants would also want you to live well."

"Understood."

Sarah nodded somewhat comprehendibly, her mood appearing a bit down as she bowed her head.

However, she soon perked up again.

"Then... please teach me the skills of combat!"

"Skills of combat, huh..." Luo Yan stroked his chin, sizing her up, "It's not out of the question... I'll think about it."

"Yes!" Sarah nodded excitedly, "Sarah can hunt! Can catch wild rabbits in the forest!"

Luo Yan said with a smile,

"Then try developing towards a rogue or an assassin, I'll think about finding some professionals to teach you."

In the Stone Prison not far from the labyrinth entrance, Chris and her group observed their former teammate with varying expressions in their eyes.

There was fear, terror, sorrow... and also envy.

The usually taciturn Reksen suddenly spoke.

"Bond's strength has broken through... Now he is at least at the Iron Tier. Even without the support of an Undead Mage, I'm afraid I can hardly be his match."

The soulful young Greyhound said in a hoarse voice,

"Can he still be called Bond?"

Reksen said with a complicated expression,

"Probably... not anymore."

Bond was undoubtedly still Bond, whether it be his soul or his body, yet he couldn't see even a hint of the familiar on him.

The guy was like he had been reborn, having begun a brand new life with new memories.

It was hard to say whether this was good or bad.

After all, they hadn't been good people before.

People tend to delve into the exploration of their spirit world when they have nothing else to do, and Reksen was in such an overly explorative state at the moment.

Indeed, a crazy thought suddenly emerged in his heart.

If one could start over as an undead, could all the sins committed in life be wiped clean?

Once this thought appeared, it uncontrollably expanded in his mind, like a demon tempting him to fall into an abyss.

Especially when not far from him, Am, holding the cage with both hands, drooled almost dripping to the ground.

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