Chapter 4: The Killer of Split Personalities

The dark elf was momentarily taken aback, looking at Dong Yang in confusion. Dong Yang smiled confidently and said, "There is no need to dwell on the past; I believe you are very much in love now. You also understand that I am the only one who can bring him back to consciousness. At least until he is awake, I trust you will not harm me. Moreover..." As he spoke, Dong Yang suddenly began to move rapidly, darting around the small cellar like a ping-pong ball, his speed astonishing. After a while, the little neurotic finally stopped his dazzling leaps, panting as he said to the dark elf, "I dodged quickly enough, didn't I? I am not an ordinary magician; I admit that you could ambush and kill me. However, when I am on high alert, before you can injure me, I have enough time to awaken Slip to deal with you."

Purenik shook his head, his tone filled with resentment: "I am not a traitor! I was the only daughter of the Queen of Zor, the rightful heir to the throne of Zor! But my despicable aunt, Claudice, my mother's own sister, conspired with my mother's lover to kill my mother and usurped the throne!"

In a hypnotized state, the necromancer's reactions and control over necromantic magic were significantly diminished, with her strength being less than half of what it was when she was awake. With the dark elf's archery skills, she had ample opportunities to eliminate Slip while he was attacking her, yet the dark elf preferred to put herself in danger rather than launch an attack on Slip

Hamlet sighed and continued to explain: "A seed of a soul has been implanted in my body by that bastard, and this seed will slowly grow within me until one day it becomes powerful enough to devour my soul and control my body. At that point, I will become another person. However, I am utterly helpless; this seed of the soul possesses dark primordial power, and even if my own soul is strong, it cannot resist its devouring. Sri Pu is researching necromancy to lift my curse, as only necromancy can forge a powerful soul. He is killing relentlessly to increase his strength, and once he reaches the saint level, his soul can temporarily enter my body to help me expel that seed of the soul. But since this seed has merged with my own soul after entering my body, even if he can help me tear it apart and drive it away, my soul will still suffer severe damage."

Dong Yang rolled his eyes and silently cursed: Damn! Split personality! I've seen plenty of this kind before!

Dong Yang felt a stir in his heart and then asked, "What about now? Is there any movement from that seed of the soul?"

Zhuo Er shook his head sadly and looked at Dong Yang, saying: "He studied necromancy and became a necromancer for my sake. He is desperately increasing his power also for me..."

Fortunately, in this world, all magicians are eccentric. Although Dong Yang's erratic behavior is abrupt, it is not entirely unacceptable.

Cold sweat, absolute cold sweat. The dark elves and Todd finally understood that Dong Yang's sudden jumping around was to prove to Zhuo Er that he was agile enough to dodge her arrows. However, to be honest, the little neurotic was indeed quite fast just now.

Zhuo Er smiled faintly with a hint of sorrow: "After my aunt caused my mother's death, she also wanted to kill me. I escaped overnight, and during my flight, I encountered Slip. At that time, he had just been promoted to a mid-level mage. To be honest, when I first saw him, I didn't pay much attention to this little guy. However, he persistently followed me, while dark elves were constantly hunting me down. There were several times when I almost killed him out of anger..." As she spoke, the dark elf and the book seemed to gradually become immersed in memories, gazing at the necromancer with eyes full of pity.

Hamlet, free from the threat of the bone blade, gently walked over to where Slip lay on the ground, carefully brushing aside a strand of hair that covered his face. With a smile, he said to Dong Yang: "This guy hasn't slept so soundly in a long time." At this moment, the gaze of the dark elf was filled with tranquility, resembling an ordinary village woman, content and serene

This scene appears somewhat absurd for the furious Dong Yang and Todd, while Slip stands motionless in place, his gaze dull.

"Slip, you are insane!" In a voice interwoven with grief and astonishment, her body fluttered like a butterfly, deftly evading the bone spear, while simultaneously a dozen arrows were shot almost at the same time towards the smiling Dong Yang

Zhuo Er nodded slightly: "It has already awakened. Although it is still very weak now, it has begun to seize control of the body. However, I can still suppress it for now. At least, for the majority of the time, I am still myself. But it is very cunning; as long as I let my guard down for a moment, it will suddenly jump out and take control of my body."

Lord Todd wanted to scoff, but upon hearing Zor's heartfelt words, he was momentarily at a loss for what to say.

Clearly, the dark elf recounted a painful past that tormented both individuals. On the faces of Slip and Hamlet, a profound sorrow suddenly emerged simultaneously. The necromancer trembled uncontrollably, and a muffled, unwilling roar escaped from his throat. Dong Yang sighed, clapped his hands, and, with gentle words of comfort, allowed Slip to once again fall into a deep slumber

Dong Yang shouted urgently, "Don't kill her!" The myriad of bone blades, just as they were about to tear through Zhuo Er's clothing, came to an abrupt halt! The deadly blade from the underworld, glimmering with toxic light, was firmly pressed against Zhuo Er. Only then did Slip, in a slow-witted manner, echo Dong Yang's words, "Don't kill her!"

No one expected that the recently awakened Sri Pu would suddenly strike mercilessly at the unsuspecting dark elves

The dark elf named Pruinick gazed at Slirp with a blank expression, ignoring Dong Yang entirely. The shock and indignation in his eyes gradually faded, completely disregarding Dong Yang and Todd present. In a tone filled with affection, he slowly said to the necromancer: "You know, my dear, you almost hurt me. Fortunately, fortunately, I am not afraid of pain or death; I only fear that when you wake up and realize you have hurt me, you will be saddened..."

Hamlet wiped his sweat, nodded, and stammered, "I... I believe that, in fact... if you just jump once, you will be able to prove your strength. It truly amazes me that you possess such considerable strength."

Dong Yang took a few breaths before saying: "Alright, I would like to know, what did you mean when you said that Slip became a necromancer for you and went to great lengths to kill in order to increase his power?"

Todd had never heard of Hamlet, nor did he know Shakespeare. Standing beside Dong Yang, he pointed at the necromancer and asked Zhuo Er: "Then he ... ..."

Todd stood at the entrance of the cellar, utterly shocked. To easily control a necromancer as a puppet in battle was a scenario that only appeared in legends. He never expected to witness it with his own eyes today! This event was enough to make bards pay a handsome price to inquire about it from him

Dong Yang let out a bitter laugh; he could definitely be considered cultured among the mentally ill, having read quite a few world classics: "You might as well say you are Hamlet!" The story of Zhuo Er is entirely the female version of Hamlet.

Hehe, Dong Yang chuckled foolishly and said to the indignant Zhuo Er with a smile: "I apologize, but hypnotized patients are generally quite dull."

The bone fragments swirled around the dark shield in front of Dong Yang, while Zhuo Er's attacks were completely neutralized, with more than a dozen arrows falling helplessly to the ground. Dong Yang looked at Zhuo Er's assault, laughing confidently as if victory was assured. All of the dark elf's offensive efforts were directed solely at Dong Yang, yet she seemed to have no intention of attacking Slip at all, desperately trying to shatter the dark shield in front of Dong Yang.

Dong Yang interrupted the infatuated Zhuo Er with a chuckle and suddenly said: "I should be able to help you lift the curse"

What happened next? Lord Todd stood behind the necromancer, not noticing Slip's expression, fully focused on wanting to hear the story

Dong Yang remained silent, while Lord Todd let out a heavy grunt, spitting a thick phlegm onto the ground, disdainfully saying: "Innocent? How many people has he killed? I fear no one can count them all."

Dong Yang let out a gentle breath and stepped out from behind the already battered dark shield: "Dark Elf, are you his friend?" Dong Yang pointed at Slip.

Dong Yang smiled faintly and said nothing. Hamlet looked at Slip for a moment before raising his head to continue speaking to Dong Yang: "The pursuit by the dark spirits has never ceased. Finally, there was a time when I was wounded by a dark sorcerer. Although in the end, Slip and I managed to eliminate the enemy together, I was also cursed, a dark curse, a restless soul"

Great change

Slip's gaze remained vacant, and as Hamlet's gentle narration unfolded, his expression gradually contorted. The gaunt face was marked by veins that writhed like reluctant earthworms. Dong Yang understood that his consciousness was desperately resisting the pressure of hypnosis, striving to awaken

Slip fell to the ground with a thud, and the bone blade of the dark elf that he had tightly pressed down also vanished into thin air

Deng Yang is on the verge of collapse

Unexpectedly, Zhuoer was taken aback and asked, "How do you know my name is Hamlet? My full name is Prinik Hamlet Huey!"

Dong Yang smiled, his gaze clear and bright, presenting an air of an enigmatic madman.

Later, Hamlet's gaze seemed to be completely ensnared in the dual pupils of the necromancer, gently continuing to speak: "I and the book are fallen spirits; as long as I am happy, I can sleep with anyone. For me, nothing brings me more joy than physical satisfaction. At that time, I was truly excessive; I actually did it in front of him..."

Seeing Dong Yang remain unmoved, Purinick let out a soft sigh, a glimmer of determination flashing in his eyes: "You can kill me and take my head to the Abyssal Canyon to find the Drow Queen, and you could receive a reward far greater than capturing Slirp. As long as you swear to release Slirp after receiving the reward, I will take my own life before you. Otherwise, I am fully capable of destroying myself while also destroying Slirp, in which case you will gain nothing." As long as you swear to release Slirp after receiving the reward, I will take my own life before you. Otherwise, I am fully capable of destroying myself while also destroying Slirp, in which case you will gain nothing.

Zhuo Er certainly did not know what Dong Yang was thinking, and continued to laugh to himself: "To be honest, I am quite looking forward to the moment when Slip's soul enters my body. What a wonderful feeling that would be, the soul of the man I love most entering my body!"

The delusions of the little neurotic are exceedingly grand, easily switching the martial arts film before him into a romantic drama, chuckling as he exclaimed: "The Valley of the Apocalypse? The Drow Queen? Are you implying that you are a traitor to the Drow?" Dong Yang had a general understanding of the geographical environment of the continent from his readings, knowing that the Valley of the Apocalypse is a vast rift located in the mountainous region of the western part of the continent

Thus, Dong Yang unhesitatingly believed in Zhuo Er's words, for only the most sincere and fundamental emotions could possibly lead Tang to develop a consciousness of resistance against the hypnotist's techniques

With a sharp whistle, Slip summoned countless massive bone blades once again in an instant. Before Drow could attack again, over a hundred sharp bones pressed toward Prynix like a wall. The cramped space of the cellar left the dark elf with no chance to evade.

Zhuo Er's originally lascivious and indulgent expression had been submerged by the deep affection in her eyes, her beautiful gaze shifting as she turned her head to look at Dong Yang, sincerely and softly saying: "Please... please let Slip go, he is innocent"