This is the story of a crazy lich who possesses an internal game system and brings catastrophe to the entire world. “Let’s look at the daily quests today… it’s the damned choose one-of-two-options-type again. Destroy a town with a population of 30,000 people or above; reward: 10,000 evil points. Steal lollipops from 3 children; reward: 1 evil point. If neither of the quests is completed, then 2 points will be deducted.” “Tsk! You think I’m stupid? If I really destroyed a town, a crusade of Myth-ranked Holy Knights would definitely come hunting me down. Even if I earned the points, there wouldn’t be any life left in me to spend them. I better just go be a kindly lollipop bandit.” I’ve already had enough of being a notorious lich. Who says a lich can’t be a good person? I’m definitely going to beat this damned system and be an upright and dignified good man.
Although I wrote a letter asking for help and trusted that Ayer knew how to deal with things, my enemy here was a powerful True God. It wouldn't be easy to kill her off, and it definitely wouldn't be accomplished quickly. Still, it wasn't my style to leave everything up to others.
"How many ways are there to kill off a True God? No, I'm not joking around here. Please answer me seriously."
At this time, I naturally asked Doraemon—I meant Harloys! Weren't they both cats? Was there a difference?
"Directly kill a powerful True God? How many ways, you're asking? To my knowledge—zero."
"What? Didn't Lorci die rather easily?"