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.
Dark clouds blotted out the sky. It would seem that whenever there was a fight against a super boss of this level, a dark environment such as this was only natural.
Black dust drifted down from the sky. It contained a hint of corrosion that obviously wasn't conducive for healthy air. Large complex spell arrays were visible even from here as the SemiGod Undead Emperor, who was floating in midair, manipulated that death magic Forbidden Spell of his which would drain all life.
Before us was an endless sea of undead.
Of course, Aso had others he could rely on in order to dare to directly cast a Forbidden Spell. Thanks to the Undead Lords Gricasio and Feyman slacking off, the undead armies' accumulation had reached a state where just their number alone took up most of this small area. The constant reorganization and training that these undead did while waiting was the best pre-combat preparation for them to become slaughtering machines.