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.
No matter the number of schemes and preparations, the final battle would still require brute force.
The magical blizzard obscured the vision of both sides. The defending elven army had instinctively defended against the demons' attacks. The elves had been delighted to discover that the demons' attacks had greatly weakened in the blizzard, but they hadn't noticed death descending on them.
*Boom!*
Donatis's first sword attack sliced through the Moonwheel Capital city wall. His next sword attack directly sliced through all the elven guards and ballistae on the city wall. The gigantic God was covered in pitch-black shadows, while his silent eyes seemed to burn like an eclipse.
Behind Donatis in the cold snow were countless headless Gods' corpses, piled up like a mountain.