Chapter 93 - Douchey,SoWhat
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Underworld Player Chapter 93 - Douchey,SoWhat

As the body which was missing all its internal organs sat up with a smile, the three Players cautiously backed away from it while moving toward the exit.

Whether or not the body had really been Traveler, there was no question that the thing they were facing now was a supernatural entity.

"Why are you guys so far away? Aren't we on the same team?"

The corpse, now wearing Traveler's gold-rimmed glasses and his characteristic smile, slowly removed the metal playing cards from where they were lodged inside its body, then gracefully got to its feet.

"How I envy you, with your intact bodies. Won't you spare me a h—"

The animated corpse calmly extricated the card which had suddenly embedded itself into its skull, spilling some brain matter in the process. It tilted its head as it inspected the would-be deadly projectile.

"—a heart?"

Seeing that the cards could not hurt it, Iron Blood changed tactics. He said, flatly, "Cover me." then immediately burst forward in a powerful rush.

A Player's level may not always reflect their competence, but a skilled Player was rarely low-leveled.

Unlike Temperance Gentleheart, Iron Blood had not relied on extreme luck to get his levels. He had painstakingly fought and won against many a supernatural entity to reach his level—the highest out of all seven Players, and talking corpses were far from the strangest thing he had ever encountered.

Man-eating sweaters, hives of bugs that gorged on flesh and blood, people in a vegetative state that were overgrown with fungi... Any one of these entities that he had put down in the past were just as, if not more terrifying than this walking, talking cadaver.

As soon as he realized that the playing cards were ineffective against the enemy, Iron Blood instantly switched to a melee weapon—a set of steel knuckles—and leaped toward the corpse. Closing the distance between himself and his target in a flash, he readied a punch aimed directly at the monster's face.

As he swung his right fist, a streak of intense, red flame flared up along the pat

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