Her red mage robe was embroidered with precious magical runes, and her vine-entwined mage staff was actually inlaid with a red dragon crystal that beat like a heart. Although archmage "Chrissy" wasn't particularly famous, she seemed to wear the label of being extraordinarily powerful (or rich).
And after she displayed outstanding fire magic abilities in several joint missions, she became a representative of the neutral adventurers and became one of the higher-ups of the undead army.
Her flame-like hair, the charisma of a mature woman, and her pretty face even earned her the title of "Fiery Sorceress". She even had a few loyal followers.
But today, she was in a terrible mood, especially when she heard some news.
"Did you hear? This time, it seems that someone on the Calamity Rankings has appeared. "
When she heard this news, she thought that she had been exposed. But when she heard that they were searching for a spy, she was so scared that she broke into a cold sweat.
That's right, not only was she on the Calamity Rankings, she was also a spy for the undead.
She was …
"Molly?"
That's right, she was Molly, the former Dragon Queen Molly, and the current undead spy.
Currently, the great majority of dragons in Eich lived in scattered territories. For example, Little Red had her own dragon nest and territory, as well as her own subordinates (manticores and other magical beasts). It could be said that every adult dragon with their own territory was their own lord. All they needed to do was enjoy the offerings and hunting from their subordinates, and then sleep on top of their treasures. That was all.
Yet, it just so happened that Dragons would become stronger by sleeping. They would reach the peak of the world as they grew older. This was why other ordinary species envied them, while giants looked down on them, mocking them as giant lizards that only knew how to hibernate.
Without Dragon City, Molly was like an Immemorial Red Dragon who had lost her territory. She only had herself to rely on. Since she had just arrived on the surface, she didn't know much about the situation here. In fact, she didn't even dare to steal other Dragons' territory, afraid that her reputation would spread to the surface and she would be hunted down.
Having already lost the Underground Dragon City and having no subordinates or minions, the ambitious Molly decided to first settle down and build her own dragon nest and territory. However, hiring powerful subordinates would require treasures (weak monsters wouldn't need them), and building a dragon nest would require money as well. Most importantly, how could an Immemorial Dragon not have a treasure vault befitting her status? That would be ridiculed by her own kind.
"… Dragons won't lack money. The treasures of other kingdoms are our treasures."
And so, she traveled above ground, raided cities to accumulate treasures, established her own faction, and built her own dragon nest.
Then, in order to earn money, she even expanded her business to become a war mercenary. Not only did she become infamous far and wide, she was also ranked 99th on the Calamity Rankings as the Crimson Apocalypse.
An Ancient Dragon that was hired as a war mercenary and would occasionally commit acts of treachery? This was obviously a great humiliation for the Dragons. She also seemed to realize that in order to avoid being "hunted down" by the Dragons on the surface, she traveled everywhere and didn't have a fixed residence. Or, perhaps it should be said that she went around committing crimes. In the end, she came to the Bardi capital to spend her days there. However, she never expected that the capital was currently on the highest state of alert. After she avoided the Dragon Knight's pursuit, she met with the Undead Emperors blocking the Bardi capital.
And so, she discovered that she had been forced into a corner. Worried that she would transform into a bone dragon, she couldn't ask for help, so she thought of her daughter and sent out a distress signal. However, Aso and the others still blocked her way.
Then, when she discovered that her opponents were Undead Emperors, she unhesitatingly surrendered, just like how she had so easily surrendered to a Demon Count. As long as she didn't become a bone dragon, everything was negotiable.
From a certain standpoint, Molly, who had no sense of honor or bottom line, was indeed the shame of the Dragons.
"As long as you serve us, all those items that are useless apart from glowing light will all be yours."
For the Undead Emperors, the most valuable items they had accumulated over the years were some glowing stones. Even if they had money, they wouldn't be able to buy anything. It would be quite worth it to use these items to bribe a SemiGod. And so, the undead's generosity caused Molly to unhesitatingly surrender and become the undead army's number one guide.
And right now, it was supposed to be time for her to lead the way. However, the moment she arrived at the city gate, someone called out her real name.
"Molly? Dragon Queen Molly? "
"Ein Mezus?"
The black-haired female ranger lowered her head to look at the red-haired female mage before her. She almost couldn't believe her eyes. She had originally been Roland's hidden ace to guard the city gate, but she never expected that she would meet her target here.
"Keep an eye on the city gate. I feel like there's definitely still a spy in the city. If anyone dares to approach the city gate without orders at a critical time, I'll immediately capture them and interrogate them."
Roland's words echoed in her ears. The next instant, the female ranger who knew Molly like the back of her hand instantly imagined everything that had happened to Molly. Her astonished expression then turned into embarrassment and anger … Molly indeed felt that it was quite embarrassing to have such a mother. She had worked so hard to save Molly, only to encounter that Molly was a spy. She was so angry that she couldn't contain her anger.
"Molly!"
Molly casually lifted up the gigantic treant beside her and then viciously tossed it at Molly. The joyous reunion between mother and daughter instantly turned into mutual destruction. Molly was once again facing the greatest crisis of her life.
…
"Whenever you scheme against others, others will definitely scheme against you as well."
While Roland was messing around with the undead army, there were also people observing the situation. Yep, when the information was sent to the higher-ups, they were able to guess what was going on.
"Only an Undead Emperor who's one rank higher is capable of fooling an Undead Lord and causing the undead to silently vanish from their own army."
And so, someone came. She hid in the shadows and observed everything. She wasn't particularly interested in Oak Town, nor was she interested in the Tark Republic itself. She was only interested in a junior who was capable of forcing Aso to sacrifice himself.
Contrary to what people guessed, the Undead Emperors didn't all have the same attitude towards returning to the Tark Republic.
The Tark Republic had been scattered for countless eons. It was quite normal for the Senators to have their own thoughts. Some had already settled down in the Tark Republic, some believed that the past should be left in the past, some didn't even have any memories of their homeland, and some were worried about what they would be once the Tark Republic was reestablished.
The ancient existences who didn't want to return to the Tark Republic only gave some support out of consideration for the Tark Republic. However, they didn't directly participate in the Tark Republic. There were also some neutral Undead Emperors who didn't care whether or not they returned to the Tark Republic. That was why only the Undead Emperors from the Tark Republic and the Neutral Faction participated in the Tark Republic's return.
There were a total of thirteen Undead Emperors, but they were faintly divided into two factions. If Aso was the backbone of the Tark Republic's return faction, then Zero was the backbone of the Neutral Faction.
Most of the time, Zero didn't take the initiative. Her Death Plane, which had an incredibly low temperature, was incredibly suitable for her to live in. She had only participated in the Tark Republic's return because of her personal friendship with Aso.
And now, for the sake of her old friend, or perhaps one should call her old lover, she decided to personally find the murderer.
"Perhaps you've heard that my real name has already been forgotten. They all call me Zero."
The lone Undead Emperor before me had no intention of hiding her true appearance. Silver light slowly flowed from her translucent body. She wore noble attire that was so ancient that it was unrecognizable, together with a gentleman's hat that was also from the same generation. She was slightly bowing in ancient etiquette. She was an ancient ghost who gave off a strong feeling of space-time disorder.
"Zero?"
Of course I had heard of this name before. She was an Undead Emperor from the Ice Plane, one of my own kind. However, I never expected that she was a female ghost.
It wasn't that I was biased against females … fine, I was biased against ghosts. Out of all the undead, ghosts had quite a high starting point. However, they had the lowest growth rate.
Unlike banshees whose souls had already materialized, ghosts were usually just shards of their own souls. They didn't have physical bodies, so they were immune to physical attacks, had powerful natural talents such as negative energy, and so on. However, they were also quite difficult to use their physical bodies to improve themselves. Since they didn't have a physical body to protect their souls, they were also weak against light and positive energy.
However, nobody would dare to underestimate Zero because of this. After all, the fact that she was an Undead Emperor spoke volumes, even if it was impossible for her to be in her complete form.
Her slender phoenix eyes were smiling, as if she was looking at a junior that she admired. The ghost from the Frost Hell clapped her hands lightly.
"… Although I have so much to say, I'll ask you … to die for Aso's sake!"
My entire world instantly changed. This was a Soul World that was almost real. I saw a vast expanse of white in front of me. A chilly wind kept blowing with snowflakes. Everything was frozen. This powerful feeling of being in a different world made me feel … refreshed? Yes, I felt really comfortable! This land of ice and snow was also my home ground. I could sense how familiar the rules of this world were, just like the snowy mountain that Frigid Maw lived in.
Her eyes didn't have any ill intentions as she looked at me. However, it was obvious that she wanted me to die. The Undead Emperor didn't intend to say anything else. She wanted me to die.
* Clap. *
The white Ghost King clapped her hands again, causing a chilly wind to blow. The temperature suddenly dropped again, instantly transforming humans into ice sculptures. Zero's Soul World seemed simple, but it was actually incredibly fatal. Just the extremely low temperature alone was enough to kill all life.
"That's it?"
The ghost appeared rather disappointed. Aso had sent me a message before he died, but it seemed that he thought highly of this young man. If Zero died so easily, it would seem like Aso's judgment was too poor.
"Although I also want to play dead like this, it's far too rare to meet an Undead Emperor. It's even rarer to meet a senior who also cultivates ice magic. It would be such a waste to miss this opportunity. It's impolite not to reciprocate. Senior, please have a taste of my ice. "
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