章 711: Undead Leprechaun

His complexion was corpse-like, his one semi-functional leg slowly limping with an inverted ankle and knee joint. The rest of his body was as shapeless and unsightly as a snail after its skeleton had been crushed by the aftermath of their fight. To complete the picture, his face was completely caved in and beyond recognition, like some disfigured victims of ballistic trauma.

But it was indeed Trash. Jake would have recognized him anywhere. First, because his keen sense of detail could still make out most of his original facial features despite the colossal damage he had sustained, but more importantly he still had his armor on, albeit in shambles.

The Death Mark shimmered proudly across his forehead, branding him as one of the new Undeads of the fallen Lich. Seeing him wander around this place aimlessly, Jake briefly mused that it was the android necromancer's death that had deprived these Undeads of direction, but he immediately dismissed the notion.