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.
Salor the Berserk Slaughterer, a famous personage in many dimensions… At least seven years ago, he could be considered one of the highest-tier powerful existences in the Chaos Abyss as well.
He wasn't a Devil Lord. However, his reputation with devils had actually exceeded that of the Devil Lords since the latter rarely appeared. Salor had participated in two previous eternal Holy Wars, and was the commanding general on the bloodiest frontlines. If you wrote down the names of all powerful individuals that he had killed before, the list would probably be even thicker than a phone book.
However, the devils had now greatly weakened as a species. The fragile balance between demons and devils had been shattered. Salor went from being a leading frontline general to nothing more than a vagabond in a single night. It could be said that he had fallen low.