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.
At the same time that the humans' major counterattack began on the western battlefront, a major change also occurred on the eastern battlefront.
Pincer attacks were quite a common war strategy. However, in order for pincer attacks to be truly effective rather than just suicidal, the most important part was timing.
Back when the western battlefront was still quiet, the eastern battlefront was already quite raucous at 3:30 in the morning, the time when people would usually be the most tired.
"It's a night ambush!"
The devils shouted a warning that echoed in the night. None of them had expected that the human alliance would ambush them at such a time in the night.
Out of all the species, humans were probably the least suited for night battles. Humans didn't have infrared heat sensing abilities like the snakemen, or night vision like the elves. Humans were basically blind without sunlight or other lighting.