Lord Yongye? Actually, it originated from a joking vow.
"The Holy Light will never be extinguished like the sun and the holy radiance will shine upon everything forever? Then, since we have been betrayed by the Holy Light, let us plunge the world into eternal darkness. "
After being betrayed by the Holy Church whom I was loyal to in the past, losing my family and kingdom, I cursed the Holy Light that I believed in and decided to bring a new order to the continent, sweeping the corrupted kings into history.
"Since you are willing to betray the alliance for your own kingdom and betray my kingdom and people, then, I shall destroy your kingdom."
Alright, I know that it sounds very chuunibyou, but doesn't everyone have a chuunibyou dark history in their memories that they are trying to destroy?
A chuunibyou is scary, but a chuunibyou transmigrator with a system cheat is even scarier.
The Evil Lich System calculates the points I receive based on the changes in karma caused by my actions. Pranks don't affect me much, so the rewards aren't much. Instead, as long as I bring about death and destruction, I will receive an endless amount of points. These points will make me stronger and bring about more suffering.
What else would bring about more death and destruction than a world war?
Alright, a war, a war that destroys everything.
Just like what was recorded in the epics on the surface, the nameless Undead Lord summoned the unyielding army of the undead. The black wings of the Blood Tribe covered the sun and eternal darkness descended.
In the endless darkness, the undead danced on the battlefield and the frenzied Black Knight started a head-hunting competition. When the horizon was covered by a sliver of white, the sea of skeletons had already reached the shore and the long night of blood arrived.
In that war, as the death spread, my strength and army snowballed. In the end, I even became the only SemiGod Undead Lord in recent times.
The Undead Emperor — — Lord Yongye, became the nightmare of the living.
Under the Undead Calamity, four empires with thousands of years of history came to an end. Three duchies and six kingdoms were swept into the trash heap of history.
No one knew why Lord Yongye became stronger and stronger in the war. Where did he get the magic to control thousands of troops and where did he get the power to command dozens of Undead Lords.
In the end, the endless sea of undead drowned everything. When Lord Yongye's Yongye army defeated the allied armies of the various countries organized by the Holy Church, everyone thought that the era of the living was about to end and the era of the undead was about to begin.
But suddenly, a piece of news spread throughout the world, and everyone went crazy with joy.
Great Lord Yongye was assassinated, and the undead army disintegrated!
The Red Lotus Hero, Adam Han, became famous overnight.
The entire Aichy Continent was singing the praises of this name. The elders raised their wine cups and wished that his heroic name would live on forever. The middle-aged people loudly praised his heroic epic. The youngsters and children saw him as their future goal and idol.
According to the statistics after the incident, if it wasn't for the fairytale-like hero Adam Han leading his adventurer group to slay Lord Yongye, perhaps the entire continent would have lost more than 70% of its population.
At this moment, that legendary hero was like a child who had been fooled. His face was filled with displeasure.
"Hey, I'm about to die. You should tell me the truth. Back then, were you going easy on us? Why were the guards so empty? Why were the Red Hunting Hounds of the Royal Guards thousands of miles away? Why didn't you have a single Sovereign level undead by your side? Why did you, who was at the pinnacle of SemiGod, lose to us, a bunch of Legends? "
I hesitated for a moment, but in the end, I still didn't speak the truth.
"Well, don't you know that reviving after death will cause me to lose a portion of my memories? I have long forgotten about what happened back then."
Actually, that year, after destroying the few kingdoms that threw stones at me while I was down and killing the Bishop of the Holy Light who betrayed my motherland, the West Mist Communal Country, my anger dissipated quite a bit. At the very least, I became much more rational.
With just a little deduction, I knew what would happen next. If the Yongye army continued to advance, then other than endless death and destruction, there would be nothing else to be gained.
At that time, I was already riding a tiger, unable to back down …
When the Undead Lords under me were excitedly discussing about building a country and how to turn the entire Aichy Continent into a paradise for the undead, the Yongye army formed by hundreds of Undead Lords and Undead Lords wasn't something that I could stop alone.
Thus … As the leader of the alliance, I naturally died. However, I left behind my last words. Only by obtaining the Eternal Night Scepter, the symbol of royal authority, can I become the symbol of the next Undead Emperor.
"God Equipment, Eternal Night Scepter, the symbol of the Undead King. It is said that it is something that Lord Yongye carries with him and it hides the secrets of the Lord's strength. However, it has never appeared on the stage of history." This was how the God Equipment Illustration of the Tower of Ten Thousand Spells introduced the Eternal Night Scepter.
Of course, due to my sudden death, I didn't mention what exactly the Eternal Night Scepter was. Thus, all the Undead Lords suspected that I was hiding it … Also, who said that undead don't have desires? Power and authority are the most cherished by all intelligent beings.
Alright, there isn't much to say about what happened next. The civil war broke out and the Undead Calamity came to an end. As for the current Undead Kingdom — Xiluo Empire, more than half of the 12 highest Undead Lords were old acquaintances from the allied armies.
"Hehe, to think that there would be a legend that the one who obtains the Eternal Night Scepter will become the next Undead Emperor. However, it is a pity that this legend is fake because … there is no such thing as the Eternal Night Scepter in this world!"
Yes, even the name of Lord Yongye originated from a joke. How can there be such a strange God Equipment in this world? Everyone was fooled by me.
After I succeeded in my revenge, I no longer had any goals. After dying once, I would change my character and become a good man again.
Initially, I intended to start all over again after reviving, accumulate my strength and wait for the so-called 'plot of the game' to unfold. At the same time, I would wait for the return of my foolish younger brother.
Perhaps, the only thing that wasn't part of my plan was that the Saint Marguerite saw through my lies and knew that it was hard for a Lich to die cleanly. In the end, she sealed my phylactery and bound me.
This place, Sulfur Mountain City, was originally a barren land that they chose to live in. However, the arrival of some refugees turned this place into the original Sulfur Mountain City.
In the underground world where danger lurks everywhere, the protection of experts is more important than anything else. At the very least, they wouldn't become the prey of slave merchants and the food of ferocious beasts.
Indeed, Adam that fellow is willing to help others. As long as Adam says yes, Marguerite is willing to do anything. On the other hand, Little Red is happy to meet a new toy, which is me. In order to earn some points, she is also willing to help.
Thus, more and more refugees came to seek protection. Slowly, Sulfur Mountain Town was formed. After a hundred years, the small village in the past has become a well-known paradise city.
Thus, the 3 bored fellows became the so-called 3 heads of the city. Adam became his mascot, the City Lord, Marguerite was forced to manage the administration, and Little Red continued to sleep, occasionally waking up to cause trouble for everyone.
Seeing that they were so busy that they didn't know what to do, I, who was equally bored, used the experience of my two lives to create this administrative and legal system, which continues to this day.
Looking at the Lich who is playing with his finger bone, Adam sighs deeply.
Based on the mainstream view of the Aichy continent, Holy Light and Law represent Order, while Death and Destruction represent Chaos, should be the two opposing factions. When a life is born with the identity of a certain race, its faction is already determined.
"Back then, when you said that you wanted to become a judge and manage the law, we all thought that you were joking. Who would have thought that you would actually succeed. The most famous legal system of our Sulfur Mountain City, which is hailed as the greatest masterpiece of the Order faction, actually came from a Lich who creates chaos and death. Even if I were to tell others, no one would believe me. "
The Lich in front of us is even more incomprehensible.
If we say that he is a good person, he has single-handedly created countless tragedies, and he is the incarnation of evil and chaos, an undead Lich. If we say that he is a bad person, not only did we not see any shocking evil deeds in the past hundred years, we even see him enforcing the law impartially, getting rid of evil and doing good.
Long-lived races like the Blood Tribe and Elves tend to live at an extremely slow pace. Giant Dragons and Undead are even more famous for having no concept of time. Normal short-lived races are busy because they cherish their lives, but after living for more than half a century, the mental fatigue and pain will cause them to become sluggish and incapable of doing anything.
Humans are social animals, and staying away from the crowd will only make them eccentric.
Someone has done statistics before. No matter how kind and upright a Mage who becomes a Lich was, after living alone for hundreds of years, the eyes of outsiders, and the corruption of black magic, it will make them eccentric and evil.
Even an Undying Warrior like Adam has lived long enough. However, the Lich in front of us doesn't become silent and apprehensive like his brethren. Instead, he is abnormally active, causing trouble every day.
"Freak … To be honest, I really envy you sometimes."
"Un?"
"… Law Incantation and Law Incantator. Your Original Codex is actually able to provide advanced job classes like Justice Knight, Law Incantator, and Judge to the strong. Without a doubt, this means that the Origin of Order has recognized your power of the Codex. As the creator of the Power of Order, which is on the same level as Holy Light, you should have reached that boundary."
Hearing this, I paused. I seem to have underestimated the man in front of me once again. As expected of a SemiGod Warrior who walked step by step to where he is today. He seems to have reached that boundary, that boundary that belongs to the Gods.
I rolled my eyes and the lie was about to come out. However, looking at how Adam's lifespan is nearing its end, I hesitated for a moment. Finally, on account of our many years of friendship, I decided to speak the truth.
"Hehe, death has given me endless power, but the undead are inherently lacking. The undead will never be able to reach that boundary. If I revive once more, I will probably be able to reach it."
"Is it worth it? Death has also taken away your physical body, power … and probably your memories. How much of the past do you still remember? Do you still remember the days when we went on adventures together? "
"Evelyn, Cavendish, Father …" Numerous faces flashed through my mind. However, most of these unforgettable faces were incomplete …
However, I won't regret it. At the very least, I have already avenged them. As for memories, it is enough for a person to live in the present. Always reminiscing about the past will only make one weak and boring.
"Of course it is worth it. My ambition is the sea of stars. My Codex of Justice will surpass the boring Power of Holy Light one day. "
"Hah. I really envy you for always being so energetic. Then, I will have even more confidence in handing Sulfur Mountain City over to you. "
Due to my excessive shock, I took a few minutes to reattach my dislocated jaw.
"You must be joking!! How can a prisoner be his own jailer! Don't even think about it! "
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