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.
"Gone missing again? How is this possible?"
Although it was quite difficult for a skeletal face to express much astonishment, the lich Edwin was unable to contain his disbelief at the news he just heard.
This was now the second night after General Commander and City Lord Davey's armies had started gathering in this canyon. The unbelievable news was that undead were continually going missing in this campground.
If it were only ordinary low-level undead that went missing, it wouldn't be a big deal, because it was common for them to lose their way. If it were only mid-level elite undead that went missing, it could be understood that perhaps there were adventurers secretly waiting in ambush that took them out. But the missing undead were…
"Yes, the southwest district's Undead Lord Caben's camp is utterly empty. The tents, equipment, and even personal items remain, but it's just that there's not a single undead left in Lord Caben's camp!"