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.
"Whatever happened to the ? Why did it become an all-out battle story instead? Whatever happened to the idle days of vacationing? Why did it become a troublesome serious matter instead?"
"…Stare!"
"Don't look at me like that, it's not me! I swear that I didn't do anything this time, nor did I summon all those undead! And I'm really not a jinxer! I didn't even scheme anything this time."
Everyone had scouts in the area, not just me. Most were currently looking at the direction of the mountains. With so many factions' scouts in that area, everyone here would soon learn if something was going on.
"The undead have arrived! There's a battle at the entrance to the mountain path!"
"Bone, bone dragons are in the sky! There're also gargoyles! It's the vanguard of the undead army!"