Beside the corpse of the Blood Corpse King, which had shrunk to the size of a normal human, Yu Zhun stood still like a stone statue, letting the infection level above his head continue to rise.
His brows were tightly knitted as he tried hard to figure out what he had missed.
Looking back at the entire process of clearing the dungeon, he couldn't shake off a faint sense of incongruity.
Crouching down, Yu Zhun carefully searched the Blood Corpse King's body and soon found a pocket watch on its chest.
Opening the bloodstained pocket watch, he saw a photo of a couple embedded inside the cover. The facial features of the husband in the photo bore an eighty-percent resemblance to the ferocious face of the current Blood Corpse King.
He thought, "Is this a photo of the Blood Corpse King and his wife when he was alive?"
The words murmured by the Guard Captain Blood Corpse after being defeated echoed in his mind.
"That man is a lunatic. He actually laid hands on his own wife.
