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.
"The world is so unpredictable…"
Ominous magic crawled out from the shadows. After combining with evil intent that took tangible form, this magic transformed into the black mist of death from Hell itself. All this black mist gathered upon my fingers, twirling and condensing itself into an ominous physical representation of death.
"Kill him!"
"Don't let him finish that spell!"
Just this magic and black mist combining already created a roaring skeleton head. This magic was so threatening without even being the completed form of the spell? This was something ordinary people couldn't understand.
The Swift Sword gang's boss didn't even need to give this command. Even an ordinary bandit would understand what to do when witnessing such a terrifying scene.