Undead God: I Can Extract Everything

Bloody Church’s stronghold.

The moment Dean McKenzie saw Donald Morgan pull out the [Earth Ring] Dean’s head started to buzz.

“How did you get this ring?”

“I was assigned to the Spring City division in my third year after joining the Bloody Church, where I met Anthony.

Anthony was a great help to me during my two years in Spring City.”

“You? Anthony helped you?”

Doubt was clearly written across Dean McKenzie’s face.

“Exactly, he helped me kill many sacrifices.”

“Impossible! Absolutely impossible!”

Dean McKenzie refused to believe that Anthony would ever do such a thing.

Donald Morgan flashed a smile, “Of course, there is no way he would help me kill innocent professionals. But if my targets were wicked, Anthony would spare no effort to assist me.”

As Donald Morgan spoke, Dean McKenzie understood and frowned, “You used Anthony!”

“I wouldn’t exactly call it using him. Anthony knew what I was doing.

He thought I wasn’t entirely lost because not a single one of my victims were innocent.

He wanted to pull me back into the light and sever my ties with the Bloody Church.”

Upon saying this, Donald Morgan’s face was filled with a bitter smile of respect and helplessness, “I knew he meant well, but is there really any light in this dog-eat-dog world?

Ever since my sister’s blood stained me, I’ve been deserving of a thousand deaths.

These sins can never be washed away!

So, after spending two years in Spring City, I left without a word.”

“And you became the Bloody Church’s prospective saint!”

“Yes, and that was just the beginning. I will not only become the prospective saint of the Bloody Church, but its saint, and even further, its pope!

I want to take control of this sinful organization and destroy it.

I even wish to…”

As Donald Morgan spoke, he grew more passionate and nearly let out a roar, but he stopped halfway through his speech, reflecting on his actions and returning to a state of calm.

He turned to face Dean McKenzie, “I seem to have spoken a bit too far ahead. Let’s set aside the nonsense and discuss our current plans.”

“What is it?”

‘A rescue mission! The one you want to save!”

Dean McKenzie couldn’t ignore his words.

“How do you plan on making the rescue?”

Donald Morgan replied word by word, “The person you want to save is caged nearby, guarded by a fifth-turn bishop from the Bloody Church.

I’ll initiate the Sacrificial Ceremony, which will divert that bishop’s attention.

You distract him while I take him by surprise. If we’re successful, that would be ideal. If not, we combine our efforts, kill him and rescue the individual!”

Upon hearing this plan, Dean McKenzie was stunned.

After all, this plan, compared to Donald Morgan’s scheme towards Hayward Xavier, could be said to be simple and crude.

“Is it that simple?”

“Yes, it’s that simple!

I’ve not interacted with that bishop and he was parachuted here blindly. So, without any understanding, there’s no ground to scheme anything.

Furthermore, under certain circumstances, devious plots are a desperate act, they carry too many uncertain risks.”

AS Donald Morgan spoke, he looked at Doggy Two and the others around him, “I never expected you to possess such terrifying power within your Portable Mysterious Realm.

So, compared to plots and schemes, a direct use of force to solve problems is often more straightforward and decisive!”

Dean McKenzie eyed the Ring in Donald Morgan’s hand, finally conceding. “Fine!”

Then, with a wave of his hand, Dean McKenzie opened the Gate of Bone and let her leave the Land of Bone.

Even though he let her go, Dean McKenzie kept his close watch on Donald Morgan.

Dean McKenzie doesn’t fully trust Donald Morgan yet.

Mainly, Dean McKenzie was somewhat intimidated by the other party’s cunning.

Although it seemed that Dean McKenzie had finally outsmarted Donald Morgan and saw through her tricks in the end.

The reality was, Dean McKenzie’s reaction was a few beats late.

He finally discerned the other’s true identity due to the mix of guessing and cunning, with no absolute certainty.

After all, Dean McKenzie’s Appraisal Skill couldn’t differentiate between

Donald Morgan and the little girl.

Without a certain response from the Appraisal Skill, Dean McKenzie didn’t dare to make a conclusion. So, if Donald Morgan stubbornly denied her identity Dean McKenzie probably wouldn’t have any solutions.

It was only after Donald Morgan admitted, that Dean McKenzie validated his guesses, gaining a clear understanding of Donald Morgan’s intelligence and cunning.

Dean McKenzie had to admit that, given his current experience, Donald Morgan could easily deceive him.

Therefore, Dean McKenzie initially planned to kill Donald Morgan after identifying her identity.

However, Donald Morgan mentioned Anthony and proposed saving the Mysterious One.

Now, Dean McKenzie had no choice.

He could only restrain his murderous intent.

He could only gamble that Donald Morgan was truly Anthony’s ally and wanted to help rescue the Mysterious One.

However, this gamble was making him uneasy.

“No, I must enhance my Appraisal Skill when I get the time.

I can’t allow myself to be blindly led anymore!”

Indeed, Dean McKenzie was aware of his limitations. With his intelligence being average at best, and certainly no match for Donald Morgan’s cunning upbringing.???? ⁶

Thus, if he couldn’t match her in cunning, Dean McKenzie planned to strengthen his abilities.

With a pair of all-seeing eyes, Dean McKenzie wouldn’t fear any cunning tricks thrown his way..