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.
Even though it was clearly the afternoon, it was still completely dark outside. A human warrior was dying every second. The royal dragon knights' and White Wolves' combat strength would be seriously affected in such a situation.
"Something is wrong with this rain."
The first person to approach me was that familiar shameless former classmate of mine, Kaid.
Although I was allied with the Mage Country, I hadn't interacted much with the Cloud Tower for the past century, so I was still a bit distant from the mages of the new generation. As for the older archmages, most of them were far too sly, and preferred to think rather than act. They would be capable of sitting down together for several months without saying a single word as long as there was no need.