After clearing the island, the undead slaughtered all non-merman races and converted them into the lowest-tier skeleton undead.
As for the mermen, they drove them into various altars and converted them into pure undead creatures through some kind of ritual.
At the end of the footage, a black flag rose over the island, bearing the design of a skeleton merman.
Beneath the flag stood a merman undead whose flesh was perfectly preserved, looking spirited and proud.
This merman undead originally had his back to the recording statue. Suddenly, he turned his head and stared directly over, spanning a distance of several nautical miles.
Those hollow eyes, burning with soul fire, locked directly onto the recording statue that was playing the footage!
Bzzzt!
The image in the recording statue flickered for a moment and went black.
“Rorotomasi, the Grand War General of the Burns Merman Court from a thousand years ago... I didn't expect him to be resurrected and turned into an undead as well...”
On the third floor of the Fairy Tavern, the white-robed information broker Cancer James looked at the image in the recording statue and sighed.
Then, the information broker turned to look at the blood-soaked, weak, and pale Shadow King and asked:
“I heard you ran into Burns V in the ruins and even managed to escape from this legendary king?”
“Cut the fucking crap! If we hadn't escaped, would we fucking be here right now?” the Frozen King said with a cold, harsh expression.
Clutching his wounds, the Shadow King panted, “His strength hasn't reached the Legend Rank yet; it's probably only at the Diamond Rank. Otherwise, we wouldn't have been able to escape...”
“That's only normal,” Cancer James nodded. “After all, he has been asleep for a thousand years and has only just revived. His strength is still far from returning to its peak.”
“We can also tell from the footage recorded by the statue that the undead general's strength is only at the Diamond Rank. He hasn't recovered to his peak Epic Rank from a thousand years ago...”
An undead's power level cannot exceed that of its necromancer. This was common knowledge in the transcendent world.
“However, for that undead general to be resurrected and still possess his own intellect is indeed astonishing. Burns V probably preserved his soul spark...”
Cancer James sighed:
“Burns V, who should have died a thousand years ago, has revived and unleashed an undead scourge...”
“Abnormal magic pollution has appeared in the deep sea, causing the deepest magical beasts to begin floating to the surface...”
“And there are those invisible monsters of unknown form, number, and race, plundering merchant ships, seizing islands, and snatching corpses at sea...”
“The Dusk Sea has become completely unrecognizable to me!”
“Stop fucking whining and complaining!” the Frozen King pointed at the Shadow King's wounds and asked coldly,
“We came to you to find a cure!”
“Aren't you the encyclopedia of the Dusk Sea? Hurry up and find a way to treat him!”
With that, the Frozen King glared coldly at the Shadow King. “And you! I saved you before and I'm helping you find a cure now only because if I didn't save you, we would both be dead! Don't flatter yourself!”
“Heh... cough, cough, cough!” The Shadow King chuckled, which aggravated his injuries and set him off coughing. He said slowly,
“I know. You are a good person. Once I recover, I will repay you.”
“Recovery might be a bit difficult...” Before the Frozen King could speak, Cancer James chimed in.
“Originally, there were three ways to treat your current injuries.”
“The first is to find a deep-sea priest to heal you through divine arts. But now, the Myriad Spirit King is dead... or rather, even if he were alive, completely healing your injuries would likely be a stretch, and he could only barely maintain your current state...”
“Setting aside the dead man's treatment for now, let's talk about the second method.”
“The second method is to find the president of the Fairy Potion Association on the island and ask him to brew a dose of Sacred Crystal Dew. This powerful healing potion might be able to cure your current injuries.”
“However, the materials required to brew the Sacred Crystal Dew are extremely precious, requiring the organs of many types of abyssal creatures, which are not available on this island.”
Hearing the treatment plans described by Cancer James, both the Frozen King and the Shadow King's expressions darkened. The Frozen King asked, “What about the third treatment option?”
“Hehe,” Cancer James chuckled.
“Other than that, there is only one way left—go to the border of the Heron Empire, find Viscount Finn and Leon, and let them find a way to heal you.”
Hearing this, the Frozen King instantly flew into a rage. “You want us to go and become dogs for the Heron Empire and that Leon?!”
“What do you mean 'become dogs'? That's a terrible way to put it,” Cancer James shook his head.
“It's a collaboration—one that benefits both sides.”
“You have to understand, the Heron Empire is currently busy with its war against the Nightmare Empire and has no time to spare for the Dusk Sea.”
“Burns V's reappearance means he must be highly ambitious, wanting to bring the entire Dusk Sea under his Burns Court.”
“His interests will definitely conflict with those of Leon, who was sent to stabilize the southern situation of the Dusk Sea.”
“To oppose Burns V, Leon will inevitably have to expand his influence in the Dusk Sea. Right now is the best time to become a dog... I mean, to collaborate.”
The Frozen King fell silent, while the Shadow King could only smile bitterly:
“Even if we are willing to submit to Leon, why would he think highly of us and accept our surrender?”
“Besides, although he has an illustrious background, he might not necessarily have a way to heal me...”
Cancer James shrugged. “Who knows? I only deduced that he might have a way to treat you based on the information regarding Viscount Finn's recovery from his injuries, along with other intel.”
“But as for whether he actually does... that remains unknown.”
“However, if you two are willing to go and become Leon's dogs, remember to bring me along too.”
The Dusk Sea had been unstable recently, and Cancer James had a bad feeling about it. He was starting to think about running away from the Dusk Sea.
Making money was great, but one had to be alive to spend it!
After Cancer James left, only the Shadow King and the Frozen King—one human and one fairy—remained on the third floor of the Fairy Tavern.
“Camilla...”
“Save it!” The Frozen King interrupted the Shadow King. She turned around and walked toward the exit of the third floor.
“We are choosing the second method.”
“I will have my subordinates purchase the materials to brew the Sacred Crystal Dew. If they aren't available on the market, I will personally lead a team into the Abyss to hunt for them...”
“Don't misunderstand! I, Camilla Soto, repay my debts and avenge my grievances. Since you risked your life to protect me from Burns V's attack, I have an obligation to treat this injury for you.”
With that, the Frozen King walked down from the third floor of the Fairy Tavern.
Only the Shadow King was left on the third floor.
He recalled what Cancer James had said and muttered to himself:
“Beg for medicine... or become a dog for the Heron Empire...”
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