The Undead Calamity's weakness of relying too much on the Undead at the head level was its weakness. Following the fall of the Lich, Kalošín's Undead Army also disintegrated.
In the eyes of us, who were once Undead Lords, this meant that the composition of this army was extremely chaotic. The more mature an Undead Army was, the more mid-tier and high-tier Undead there were. The more mid-tier commanders there were, the stronger the low-tier cannon fodder would become and the less afraid of being beheaded.
However, after the fall of Emperor Yongye, the Yongye Army immediately disintegrated and went to the other extreme. There were too many mid-tier and high-tier Undead, to the point that after losing Emperor Yongye, with the allure of the Country of the Undead and the Eternal Night Scepter, too many experts tried to climb to the top, but ended up falling into internal strife.
"Speaking of which, that Junior Lich is really stupid. To actually chant such a long incantation in front of a melee fighter. Is he tired of living? Was this also taught by you? His combat experience is so lacking. Looks like your teaching standards are getting worse and worse. "
The darned cat on my shoulder was so angry that her fur was standing on end. If it wasn't for the fact that her teeth were broken when she tried to bite me, she would definitely pounce on me again.
I understood her. Usually, she was as thick-skinned as me and didn't care about anything I said. However, as long as her magic standards and teaching standards were questioned, she would definitely jump up in anger.
"That … That wasn't taught by me! I wouldn't teach such basic things. It was obviously that idiot who lacked combat experience. I'm not a kindergarten teacher. Why do I have to repeatedly teach such basic things? "
Yes, the basics. As a weak magic job, keeping a distance from a melee fighter was the most important thing.
In a battle between a high-tier mage and a melee fighter, the melee fighter would try his best to close the distance while the mages would use defensive magic to dodge or teleport to widen the distance. The two would cycle back and forth until one side finally revealed an opening. That would be the moment of victory.
In the end, the mages would either have enough distance and time to concentrate their firepower on killing the melee fighter, or the melee fighter would exhaust the opponent's defensive magic, escape magic, and control magic and be chopped into pieces by the kitchen team.
Truthfully, this was very unfair. Magical classes could make multiple mistakes, but melee classes could lose their lives if they made a single mistake. In most cases, it was true that the melee classes could not catch up to the magical classes no matter how hard they tried, resulting in them being toyed with to death.
However, there was no such thing as absolute fairness in this world. Magic classes had extremely high requirements for talent. Among humans, magic classes were less than one-tenth of those of the same tier, and they required a lot of time and wealth to nurture. Hence, it was easier for magic classes to obtain a high status in human society than melee classes.
As a court archmage and a prince of the royal family, Kalošín undoubtedly held real power. However, another aspect of his high status was that he lacked the opportunity to practice in actual combat. Whenever he went out, he would always be accompanied by a large number of bodyguards. How could he be allowed to personally fight for his life?
Should it be said that he was immature to the point of being naive? This junior of mine is actually chanting an incantation in front of me. Even if my rank is much lower than his, there is no need for him to ignore me like this. Even if I don't forcefully tear him apart, Pale Justice will attack me a few more times and I will be finished sooner or later.
"I … I feel that we should expel Kalošín from our school. I have never taught such a shameful disciple. You should just be happy. If it wasn't for the fact that this guy lacks actual combat experience to the point of being ridiculous, with that Saint-rank weapon and his strength as a Saint-rank Lich, you would definitely not be able to win. "
Heloise's words were very honest. This really couldn't be blamed on my teacher for not teaching me well. It was obvious that he usually relied on his Saint-rank weapon and Saint-rank strength to use high-circle spells to kill everything. Now that he met an unkillable opponent, he panicked and messed around. If it wasn't for Kalošín being foolish enough, with his legendary fire and Saint-rank undead strength and that Saint-rank weapon, he would have at least a dozen ways to win. No matter what, he wouldn't have been instantly killed.
This fully confirmed the old saying, no matter how good one's martial arts is, if one's brain isn't good, sooner or later one will be smashed by a brick.
I nodded my head with a heavy expression, but a smile was already forming on my lips.
"Heh, this junior of mine is simply the captain of a treasure delivery team. The equipment on him is really not bad. I will kindly accept this Saint-rank weapon."
【Dark God's Breath of Death】
【Attack Power: 1-2, Saint-rank weapon】
【One-handed Scepter, Usage Requirement: Intelligence 15 +, High-rank Necromancer】
【Breath of Death: Able to store up to three eighth-circle (Legendary-rank) death-type spells. As long as it is activated, it can be instantly cast. If it is a ninth-circle spell (Epic-rank), it can be cast without using any materials. However, you can only store one ninth-circle spell.】
【Domain of Death: With the scepter as the core, there exists an invisible domain of death. In this domain, the effects of death magic will be amplified by 50%, and the success rate of instant death will be increased by 30%.】
【Face of the Dead: The user's intelligence increases by 2 points, physique increases by 2 points, and they are immune to fear and death-type abilities. However, their charm will be reduced by 10 points (This attribute can be reduced to a negative number)】
【Dark God's Protection: Summon an invisible shield that absorbs 200 points of magic damage or magic weapon damage. Before the shield is broken, the user will be immune to stun, transformation and other control type spells. Lasts for 10 seconds.】
【Dark God's Rage: Active ability. After using it, the user's next spell will carry an instant death effect, even if it is just an ordinary magic missile. The instant death effect is equivalent to the rank of the spell.】
【Soul Conversion: Extract the soul of the dead and convert it into pure death magic.】
【The ancient Undead Emperor, the Dark God, once reached the pinnacle of the Domain of Death. Legend has it that just by breathing, he is able to make the living enter the realm of death. Even though he has already fallen, this SemiGod Equipment still contains a portion of his soul shards. Perhaps, an Undead Lord can use this to comprehend the mysteries of death and enter the supreme throne of a SemiGod Undead Emperor.】
This is a typical SemiGod Equipment for combat. Not mentioning the mysteries of the Undead Emperor's soul shards that are able to drive Undead Lords crazy, it is, after all, a mirage that depends on luck. The three instant-cast death-type spells of Breath of Death are already shocking super killing machines.
With this' Breath of Death ', there is no need to look at other abilities. Who would be able to withstand three death-type spells that he casually throws out? Furthermore, coupled with the' Soul Conversion 'ability, he does not need to worry about exhausting his mana.
It is no wonder that Kalošín's combat experience is lacking. With this SemiGod Equipment, he is probably already used to the exhilaration of killing everything in an instant. Even if he is obstructed for a moment, he can just extract a few more souls and bombard them once more.
"You said that I am a cannon type, but this junior is obviously a super cannon type."
As for that Dark God's Protection, it seems that I have underestimated him. Back then, when he chanted the incantation to perish together with me, he should have been using this shield. For 200 points of damage, I would probably have to slash at least seven to eight times. Even if the shield were to break, I would still be able to make a second reaction. However, he did not expect that I am completely different from my previous opponents. When challenging a powerful Lich, I did not use a godly weapon. Instead, I used my bare hands to tear apart his bones. The moment I made a move, he was unable to chant the incantation normally. Naturally, I was defeated.
If this toy were to be brought outside, the moment it is revealed, the Holy Church would immediately suppress me. I intended to let Heloise eat it, but devouring a SemiGod Equipment is something that she is unable to do at the moment. She still needs to make many preparations. Thus, I kept it with a face full of joy.
Just as my evaluation of Kalošín slightly increased due to the fact that the defensive ability did not work as expected, 5 minutes later, this overly high evaluation of him collapsed once more.
"This … I really did not teach him. I … I don't know him! "
"I believe that such a foolish student cannot be explained by the fact that a teacher did not teach him well. This is a congenital type of brain damage that no medicine can cure. This kind of intelligence is comparable to that of a silly girl. How did he advance to Saint-rank? "
The moment we walked into Kalošín's room in the Mage Tower, we naturally intended to 'collect the spoils of war'. However, just as we started searching, we found a square box under the bed.
Opening it, we saw a blue bottle wrapped in velvet. Within the bottle, there was a quietly burning soulfire.
If there wasn't a second Lich here, then this toy would definitely be Kalošín's phylactery.
It was a textbook example of a standard Soul Bottle. Furthermore, he was afraid of losing it, so he kept it in a box. To be able to explain the term 'phylactery' to such an extent, it was truly a miracle.
While other liches would repeatedly disguise their phylactery, fearing that it would be discovered by others, this phylactery, which was open and undisguised, actually frightened us.
"Hey, Heloise, if you were to transform into a Lich here, how would you create a phylactery?"
"Just find a random item and after transforming it, throw it into the water. I guarantee that no one will be able to find it. You? "
"I would place it in an ordinary brick and then place the brick on the main road here. This way, passersby would never know that a Lich's phylactery is right beneath their feet."
The two of us looked at each other and saw the mirth in each other's eyes.
"Sigh, how unfortunate! We should've added an intelligence test to the entrance exam. "
"Don't tell others that I'm his senior. We can't afford to lose face like this."
The two of them sighed together. Finally, someone couldn't bear to listen to such sarcasm.
"Bastard Dasos, do you think that you can insult me as you please just because I've lost? No matter what, I'm still an Ottoman Prince. Senior? Do you know who my teacher is? You … Shake it, I'm so dizzy, stop shaking it! "
One of the reasons why the textbook Soul Bottle was abandoned by most Liches was because the souls contained in the bottle were far too weak. With just a slight shake, Kalošín unhesitatingly surrendered.
"This technique is so familiar."
"Yep, I learned it from you, silly cat."
Alright, ignoring the silly cat who was going all out to bite me again, I turned my attention to Kalošín's phylactery who fell silent again.
"Alright, let me reintroduce myself. Why am I your senior? Yep, I should also be the oldest senior to have survived until now. I am Roland Mist and this silly cat is our teacher, Heloise."
"How is this possible!"
Kalošín was unable to remain silent anymore. Not only did she expose his teacher, how did the fearsome Banshee Queen turn into a soft little kitten?
However, that black cat glared at her in annoyance. A ghost-like figure flashed behind its back and disappeared. That familiar soul ripple was the best calling card for her.
"How have you been? By the way, don't tell others that you are my disciple, it's too embarrassing. By the way, Harlock (Kalošín's pseudonym), I'm no longer angry after seeing you like this. Let's forget about our past grudges. Of course, you can also refuse. We'll settle our scores again. "
The Soul Fire surged in the bottle. If the bottle could nod freely, it would have already become a roly-poly toy.
"Teacher Heloise, you're speaking as if I'm the one who has wronged you. It's obvious that we were all tricked by you. If you want revenge, we should be the ones looking for you … Alright, I won't say anymore."
Noticing that the black cat was baring its fangs, Kalošín recalled the cat's petty and calculative personality, and the fact that he had fallen into its hands.
"Wait, the oldest senior brother? Rumor had it that he was also Heloise's disciple. Rumor had it that he was indeed from the Mist Kingdom. … Forever and ever, Emperor Yongye! "
Alright, the reverberation of the soul reverberated in the room, revealing the fear and shock contained within.
A person's name was like the shadow of a tree. As the only Undead Emperor in the modern era, as the creator of the strongest Undead Calamity in the modern era, Yongye, Emperor Yongye was an existence that all Undead Mages couldn't avoid. He was an unsurpassable monument, as well as an existence that people feared.
"Un, it's me. You don't have to be so surprised. You are now an undying existence, is it that surprising that I didn't die? "
I had expected him to throw away his identity. The world of the Undead was actually much simpler than that of the living. It was common for the strong to be respected. With the golden name of Emperor Yongye, the reality of his failure, and the phylactery in my hands, I didn't think that he would be able to play any tricks.
"I won't say too much nonsense. You just have to listen to me from now on. We are all in the same profession, and there are many ways to torture the soul. If you want to play any tricks, go ahead. But if the tricks you play are too indecent, too low-class that I can't bear to watch, then I won't say much about what will happen to you. "
Don't need to say much = think about it yourself = scare yourself. There was no limit to the imagination of an intelligent being. The more one was used to being cruel to others, the easier it was for them to think of even crueler ways to torture themselves. This method of inducing fear had always been effective, especially when the other party was an Undead Mage who specialized in torturing souls.
If Kalošín was really a martyr who would rather die than submit, he wouldn't have turned himself into a Lich. Seeing that even the powerful Heloise was turned into a pet, what else could he possibly resist?
And so, the next period of time was when I told the Lich to obediently do as I said.
"… Let's do it this way. Since I can see that you have a grudge against Dasos, when he opens the door, bring your army to fight against him. Of course, you'll lose in the end, but remember to self-destruct in a spectacular manner. Right, you still have to leave behind the information on the airships, don't blow them up together."
I didn't think that we would be able to hide it from Dasos after we developed an air fleet, but it was entirely possible to create a bit of chaos. The traces of the Undead's existence were already impossible to hide, and the traces of the battle that had just occurred were even more obvious. In order to hide the traces of the battle, the easiest way would be to start a new battle.
Of course, heaven's net has long arms, but nothing escapes. There were some things that should not be done. Once done, there would be traces that would eventually be exposed.
For Donglan who lacked everything, just the set of rare alloy equipment of the White Wolf Guard was a priceless treasure. It was impossible for us to let go of the spoils of war that we had collected here. The series of arrangements that we made next could only delay the time for us to be exposed.
"Heh, after the Ottoman Empire finishes dealing with the Seafolk, the time for the war between the various countries in the 'War Vulture' would also come. After the war, the Underground Coalition Army and the Undead Calamity would also arrive. As long as we get through the current trouble, I don't believe that he would still have the spare time to look for trouble with the Far North State. Moreover, by that time, when Donglan becomes stronger, it's still unknown who would be looking for trouble with whom. That's right, the Seven Countries of the Far North wouldn't be so content with their lot. Since they intend to settle down in Donglan, they should also be prepared to deal with the war. "
Of course, this is the territory of the Lich Kaloshín after all. If we want to clean up the place quickly, it's best to get the other party's help. The most important thing at the moment is to make him obedient. If we want him to work in peace, we can't not give him a carrot after slapping him.
"I'm not unreasonable. If you listen to me, I'll give you whatever you want, whether it's the secrets of magic, divine weapons, or treasures, whatever you want. You should have heard that I am not a stingy person and my reputation has always been good. "
The promise of Emperor Yongye is very precious. Hearing my words, the soul fire in the bottle suddenly stagnates, then it starts to burn crazily again.
"Pardon me for being presumptuous, but you and Lord Teacher are like this now? Could it be that you two have come back to life? "
There is nothing to hide about this, so I directly nod my head.
"Then do you two have the sense of touch? Do you have the desire for a physical body? "
I nod my head again. Although Heloise is still a half undead, her abilities are no different from a living person.
"Heloise's physical body was created by me. You should know my ability in this aspect. Why? Do you want me to help you create a physical body?"
"Of course! I have already had enough of the days of being an undead. Indeed, I don't have hunger or thirst, but I also don't have the desire to enjoy delicacies. Indeed, I don't have the instinctive desire, but it still makes my life worse than death. Lord, I beg of you, as long as you allow me to regain the sense of touch and desire of a physical body, I am willing to pay any price! "
"Sure, it is just the body of a man. It is simple, but let me make it clear first. Even if you are no different from a normal person in all aspects, you are still an undying undead on the inside, unable to leave behind any descendants. I am able to regain the sense of touch and desire, but crossing the boundary between life and death isn't something that the current me can do. "
"It is enough for me to regain desire, it is enough for me to regain desire."
I smile gleefully. I am not afraid of you asking for too much, I am only afraid that you don't have any desires. Since you are begging me, naturally, it is easier for me to control you.
"Alright, leave it to me. When the time comes, give me a portrait of your past and I guarantee that I will restore it to the exact same state."
"That … Do you know how to make a female's body?"
At that moment, my feet slip and my hand loosens, almost dropping the phylactery on the floor.
Based on my many years of experience of being scammed, I can already guess what is going to happen next.
"That, cute boys, that is a small hobby of nobles. I believe that Milord will be able to understand. Although it was not bad in the past, if there is a chance, I still want to change it up! "
As though he is frightened by my steely expression, the next instant, Kalošín screams out his desire with all his might.
"No, I will be honest with Milord. This is my life's pursuit, and also the reason why I study Necromancy!"
"Shut up, you gay!"
I suppress the urge to smash the bottle and ignore the silly cat who is rolling around in laughter. It is obvious that she already knows that I don't want to interact with such a pervert. The next moment, I turn around and leave.
"Milord! Don't go, I beg of you, this is the deepest desire of a fool who was born with the wrong body … "
"Pui!" I already have enough gentlemen by my side, and this kind of gay pervert is challenging my limits and tolerance as a man. Thus, I don't stop walking.
"Milord! Have you heard of the Cassomes? "
Of course I have. The flagship of the future Ottoman Air Fleet, the Unsinkable Cassomes. That is a super battleship that will be known by everyone in the future.
"Hmph, of course I have heard of it, but if it is completed now, can't you tell? Besides, that is the flagship of the Air Fleet, it is not that easy to make. "
"Of course it is not completed yet, but its prototype, the Prince Kalošín that I secretly built, is almost completed! Milord, as long as you fulfill my long-cherished wish, he is yours. "
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