"I'm a good person, I'm really a good person."
This had almost become my catchphrase. Every time I said this, the audience's expression and attitude would be very strange and subtle.
"Hehe, the weather today is not bad. It's sunny and sunny, especially suitable for camping. Right, us Tauren are really not interested in fodder. Can you bring steak instead of fodder the next time we go camping? I like it medium-rare the most, it tastes the best with some blood. "
This was the reply of the silly cow that loves to eat beef. Although it was obviously changing the topic, it was still the most comfortable reply.
"Hehe, Master, you are so funny, but this joke is a little outdated."
"Haha, good person? I'm dying of laughter. If you are a good person, then I am a casanova! "Adam really didn't give me any face at all.
"No, even if Roland becomes a good person, it is impossible for you to become a casanova. However, Adam, your goal is very high. Casanova? Do you want me to build a harem for you to accept beauties? " But very quickly, Marguerite's substantial resentment made Adam understand the meaning of a loose tongue causing trouble. Un, these words were naturally passed on by me to Marguerite.
Alright, most of the people who had some understanding of me probably had the same reaction as Elisa and the idiot Adam. They treated my "good person theory" as another joke.
However, in my mind, I was indeed trying my best to be a good person.
"As a Lich, if I were to help an old lady cross the road, she would probably immediately call for the Town Security to save her. However, getting rid of evil is also doing good. Getting rid of an evildoer is more effective than doing ten small acts of kindness. Allowing the entire city to operate in an orderly manner and allowing the ordinary citizens to live a good life, no matter how I look at it, it is worth a hundred thousand good karma. "
However, it was a pity that my Evil Lich System wouldn't acknowledge it no matter what. It continued to assign evil daily missions one after another.
However, I couldn't not do these missions. How could I revive if my Evil Points were constantly deducted? As an Enforcer, I couldn't do as I pleased. Thus, I had to rack my brains to turn these destructive daily missions into pranks that didn't violate the law.
"Forcing hundreds of people to roll on the ground in despair? Let's try Tickle Hell … "The aftereffects of this was that the chicken feathers that were used to create Tickle Hell would earn me a huge sum of fines and fees for dealing with the aftermath …
"Killing an intelligent creature in public? The more horrible the death, the better? That's easy. I'll choose you, Lord Cockroach. First, I'll use the Intelligence Enhancement Technique. Then, I'll use the Manchurian Qing's Ten Great Tortures. Hehe, should I start with tearing you apart by five horses or cutting you up by a thousand blades? Eliza, lend me your darning needle. What was it used for? Of course it's a scalpel. "
The aftereffects of this incident were that Eliza ignored me for a week, and she didn't come within three meters of me for a month. She looked at me with disdain, and when she had no choice but to call me "Master Bug" …
In the beginning, it was hard to mess around like this. But later on, it was fun to have a contest of wits with the city enforcement officers. Huh? I seem to understand why Xueti and Lilith always joined the Town Security's camp. The ancients were right, happiness and perversion are contagious.
Un, as a law enforcer, I can't always cause trouble for the city enforcement officers. I have to find a chance to reprimand them. (Mysterious voice: You have the cheek to reprimand them?!)
Cough, seems like I went off topic again. Let's get back to the main topic.
I used to be confused as to why the system wasn't willing to admit that I was a good person. I also wondered if I would be an evil Lich forever. But one day, when I was roaring at a criminal, I somehow figured it out.
"You think that by killing the other party's father and giving away all of your family's assets to compensate the other party's daughter, you would be innocent? You are just deceiving yourself! Hypocrite! "
"No matter what you did, the crime has already been committed. The victim's pain has already become a reality the moment you committed the crime. No matter how you refute or compensate, you can't change the crime that has already been committed. Only by accepting the judgment and punishment of the law can you wash away your sins. If you really regret what you did, you should properly reform yourself in prison and atone for your sins. Then, when you come out, you can be a clean person. "
Let's not talk about the impulsive murderer who was sentenced to 15 years in prison due to the victim's daughter's plea.
When this case came to an end, the moment I left the court, I collapsed. A sense of powerlessness that I have never felt before troubled me …
In an empty silent room, I collapsed on the chair, clutching my head. Looking at my arms that were only bones, I finally figured it out.
No matter what I do in the future, the crimes of the past will always be carried on my shoulders. The souls that died because of me are enough to fill the entire River Styx. No matter how many people I save, how many good deeds I have done, I am still a sinner. I can't even deceive my own heart, so how can I make the system admit that I have become a good person?
"On the Monument of Law in front of the Supreme Court, there is a motto that I personally wrote: [Only a fair trial and the punishment of the law can wash away one's sins. No one can be an exception.]"
But, it seems like there isn't anyone who can judge me yet. Then, naturally, I can only continue to wander between good and evil, waiting for the day of judgment that might never come …
Perhaps, in my heart, I can faintly feel that the great sinner who almost destroyed the world is sitting on the bench of the judge, judging a small sinner who killed a few people. How ironic and laughable is that …
"Hah, so what if I'm a hypocrite? I'm not saying stupid words like seeking peace of mind. I just feel that it isn't time for the Eich continent to be destroyed yet. Since the original 'history' has already proven that normal methods are unable to overcome the calamity, then let me, a hypocrite, give it a try with my crooked methods."
Yes, that is how I did it. But now, I met with a little trouble.
At this moment, I received intelligence from the 'Observer' that the ones who attacked the East Gate of Sulfur Mountain City is Chrome City's Blackwater Army. They are the personal guards of the City Lord Steelback Pig Hng Hng.
Un, 'Hng Hng' is the name of this Beastman City Lord. Please respect the Pig Tribe Beastmen's tradition of naming their cubs after them when they are born.
But, it is a pity that the other side effect of this tradition is that as long as you shout 'Hng Hng, I'll f * ck you X' at the gathering place of the Pig Tribe Beastmen, there would be 300-400 Hng Hng coming to find trouble with you …
There was once a wise man of the Flying Red Pig Tribe, Pig Head Three, who came up with the method of numbering their names to solve this problem. But, due to the low intelligence of the Pig Tribe Beastmen, the most they can do is to count to 20 using their toes. This method isn't practical and they could only give up helplessly.
Alright, the Creator is still fair. Although the intelligence of the Pig Tribe Beastmen is worrisome, they are shockingly ugly and smelly to the point that it reminds one of a pig barn, but they are born with godly strength and thick skin. Most importantly, they are especially fertile. As long as the population of any race increases, there will always be mutated geniuses appearing and there will be no lack of experts.
The Blackwater Army is such an example. Every new soldier is chosen from a thousand Pig Tribe Beastmen. Then, they are trained by killing each other, eliminating the weak and keeping the strong. In the end, the 10 who survive will become the glorious personal guards of City Lord Hng Hng.
Although the Blackwater Army only has 3000 people at full strength and they have the obvious weakness of slow footwork, their average level is 50 Silver-rank. It is also a classic combination of Beastman Berserkers and Shaman Priests. The Pig Tribe Beastmen are born with thick skin and thick flesh. If the Shaman activates the Bloodlust Demonic Art, this kind of heavy infantry unit would turn into countless moving mountains of flesh when they go berserk. It is hard to defend against a frontal assault and they are quite famous for their prowess.
Of course, this is only in the underground world where experts are as common as clouds. If such a heavy army appeared on the surface, it would at least be at the level of a Human Empire's Royal Guards.
Fifteen minutes ago, there were close to a thousand Blackwater heavy infantry and dark shamans charging through the opened eastern gate, unbridled and unbridled.
Looks like, in order to show goodwill to the Underground Alliance and completely take down Sulfur Mountain City, City Lord Hng Hng is willing to send out close to half of his family. Furthermore, those corrupt Councilors were actually able to hide them outside the city.
The latest to face them is the Dark Elf Town Security patrol team who received the report first. They only have a small team of 10 people …
In order to cover the escape of the ordinary citizens, a small team of Dark Elf Holy Knight fought to the death without retreating. Dark Elves tend to be beautiful while the Pig Tribe Beastmen are naturally violent and lustful. They aren't picky about life and death …
Corpses are eaten while being desecrated and played with at the same time. The corpses of the loyal Guard Officers become toys for the Beastmen. Perhaps we should thank the Pig Tribe Beastmen for their messy military discipline and stupidity. In order to fight for the right to enjoy the 'spoils of war', they even started to fight with one another.
At this moment, when I rushed over, in front of me is a scene of hell on earth.
"Ha, but, I am glad that I am still an Evil Lich System. As long as I can become stronger as I wish, it is so simple. After all, evil people need to be dealt with by evil people. What else can be more evil than being dealt with by evil, more unscrupulous than thugs, more delightful than them. "
A cold and vicious curse resonates in my soul and endless killing intent roars in my mind. Finally, it turns into cold words.
"Kill them all!"
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