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.
In the wasteland of a battlefield, even though both sides tacitly avoided the only group of buildings nearby, the land here was still filled with countless craters as every inch of land was washed over countless times with magic.
Black undead crawled out from the black earth, answering their master's summons to join the battlefield. However, this was "clean earth" that didn't have a single skeleton within it. These seemingly ordinary skeleton soldiers were nothing more than puppets created from the aura of death.
These false undead that had no souls would requiere twice the usual mana cost to summon. However, their effectiveness for undead magic would be lower than even the weakest goblin corpses.
"Dawn, cleanse them all."
I only needed to lift up my holy sword, and my light of cleansing would instantly cause these artificial skeletons to scatter. The faintly shining Tower of Holy Light off in the distance could even give me additional strength.