Was it foolish to assassinate an undying Undead Emperor? There was no such thing as true immortality in this world.
Even True Gods who were said to be eternal and undying would enter eternal hibernation. Liches, who were viewed as undying, would naturally enter the cycle of reincarnation as long as their phylactery was shattered. The only reason they were "undying" was because they hadn't found the correct method to kill them yet.
In that case, killing them in such a situation would only cause them to enter a short hibernation. Liches and high-level Blood Tribe members would recover in about two or three years and come back for revenge.
Of course, there were some things that could be shared. For example, the loss of a physical body would cause the undead to enter a period of weakness. At the very least, they wouldn't be able to come out and cause trouble for a short period of time.
As for me, the "Undying Roland", I had always entered a period of at least twenty years. If it wasn't for the fact that I had exchanged for a physical body, I probably wouldn't have been an exception to this either. Also, the information that I could obtain from my own kind probably wasn't any great secret.
And so, for certain factions, killing Roland, who was the most eyesore of them all, at this critical moment and forcing him to enter a state of revival would naturally clear all obstacles in the way of the Tark Republic's successful return. As long as everything was arranged properly, it would even cause the Mage Country and Bardi to become enemies with each other. This was truly a great deal.
For individual undead, being able to slay an Undead Emperor was an incredible honor. Not to mention, avenging Aso's death would bring them great fame and reputation. Just the rewards from the other Undead Emperors would be more than enough for them to revel in.
As for revenge? If the invasion succeeded, the entire Tark Republic would be the next target of revenge. But if the invasion failed, there wouldn't be any revenge at all.
However, this was only what I thought about after the fact. For a fugitive, "future revenge" wouldn't be much of a threat. All I did was display the power level of a Gold ranker and roam the streets, which naturally attracted the attention of vicious marauders.
"Heh heh, I've never tasted an Undead Emperor's blood before. It should be delicious."
She had a pink ponytail, a little girl's body, and a red face. She was wearing cute children's clothing, and she was even licking a blood-red lollipop. She was probably a priceless treasure to some special people.
As she said that, she sneaked glances at me. The blush on her face made her look like a little girl who had just seen delicious food. However, judging from the terrifying amount of blood energy around her, this Vampire Archduchess was obviously pretending to be young.
"Alexandra, you slut, stop pretending to be pure. However, I can let you try this gigolo after I'm done with him."
The tall bald man's face was full of scars, but judging from his thick black armor and the black flames on it, he seemed to be a Magic Knight of the Dark Class.
"… Revenge."
The tall and skinny figure at the back waved his black scythe lightly. The black cloak turned into a shadow and he disappeared.
Previously, Aso had placed all of his main subordinates in the Bardi capital to control the situation. But after the situation suddenly changed, these Undead Lords remained in the capital, which became a problem for me.
No matter if it was in terms of aura or power level, or just the fact that these Undead Lords were Aso's direct subordinates, it was obvious that they were no ordinary Myth-ranked undead. Unfortunately, Aso had intentionally erased their existences from my knowledge, making it impossible for me to know anything about them.
"Your Majesty Roland, if you're willing to hand over this recipe from my Lord, not only will we not make things difficult for you, we might even become your subordinates."
This Vampire Archduchess was all smiles as she spoke. However, just this sentence alone was sufficient evidence that the Bardi Empire had been infiltrated to the point where even such a top-level secret could be leaked. Either there was a spy among the Bardi Dragons, or there was a spy among the Bardi Empire's highest-level undead.
"Young man, no matter how strong you were in the past, you're currently nothing more than a Gold novice. How long do you think you can last against our combined forces?"
One was playing the bad cop, while the other was playing the good cop. It was evident that their intelligence and emotions weren't bad. This might be quite common among the leaders of other species, but this was something only top-level undead could do … After all, the undead didn't even want to admit that the higher-level an undead was, the more "human" they were.
"'Snake Archduchess' Alexandra, 'Famine' Agufen, and 'Death Sickle' Harris. They're all veteran powerful undead that won't be easy to deal with. Roland, reinforcements will arrive soon. Just hold your ground. "
A silly cat jumped out from the shadows. As a summoned magical pet, she could appear by my side at any moment. What surprised me was that she was actually able to recognize these familiar figures. However, when I thought about how she had caused trouble everywhere in the past for the sake of revenge, and how she had also tried to contact the Undead Planes in an attempt to destroy the world, I felt relieved.
Since even someone as experienced as her said that these undead Undead Lords would be difficult to deal with, it would seem that this would be a tough battle.
"Do you have any information?"
"It's said that the Snake Archduchess isn't a human. Instead, she's an ancient Blood Tribe that was transformed into a winged snake. Don't be fooled by her weak appearance, as if she'll collapse with a single push. She actually doesn't have any bones in her body, and her joints can change shape at will. She's incredibly skilled at melee combat, and she also has some special fighting techniques."
"Don't be fooled by how valiant that baldie looks and wears armor. But, he's actually a curse-type mage. His most vicious' Curse of Exhaustion 'will cause one's stamina to decrease by ten times, making him incredibly difficult to deal with. The longer you fight this type of opponent, the more troublesome it will be. But, he specializes in curses, which will also cause a backlash and corrode his physical body. It's impossible for him to be strong in melee combat. Think of a way to get closer to him. "
"I'm not sure about Death Sickle's exact power level. I only know that he's an incredibly strong assassin. However, his weapon is incredibly famous, 'Xin Lo's Shout.' It simultaneously has three negative effects: weakness, poison, and instant death. Don't get hit by it. Right, I remember that it's a scimitar. It seems that his scimitar is only used to attract attention. His robe is so long, so be careful of the blades hidden in his sleeves. "
Having an elder at home was truly a treasure. If I didn't have this information, even if I didn't lose, I would definitely be at a disadvantage in a fight. Not to mention, my opponent was obviously quite abnormal as well. My strategy of forcefully killing the Snake Archduchess had already been proven to be a foolish one.
"You've already surrounded me?"
The three Myth-ranked undead weren't idiots who would waste time with words. While it seemed like they were discussing something, they actually had no intention of communicating with me from the very start. As long as I relaxed even a little, thinking that I could easily leave today, they would immediately begin their thunderous attacks. And even if they couldn't make me reveal any openings, there wouldn't be any losses. This would make it easier for the undead to set up their defenses.
* Snap. *
A bright green light leaked out from under the Grimm armor's helmet. Glina had already recovered her combat strength, and it was precisely this reason that caused the tense undead to lose their patience.
"Fire all the bullets!"
Although she didn't know why I made such a request, Glina unhesitatingly did as I said.
"Fire all the bullets!"
The next instant, everything in front of her turned black and then white. She was now in front of a glacier.
I casually tossed Glina into the Frigidwinter Earth. In front of such an opponent, Glina, who was still too young, would only be an opening.
As expected, a scythe suddenly reached out from the ground where Grimm's mecha had been standing. However, I was still too late.
The furious Harris glared at me, but the next instant, he disappeared back into the shadows.
The undead didn't have it easy either. Grimm's mecha armor's instantaneous explosive power was perfect for clearing out the undead. Many unlucky undead directly died after being hit by the scythe. There was even an unlucky lich who was casting a spell that wasn't able to dodge in time and directly turned into a pile of bones that scattered everywhere.
"Fatigue."
The baldie's vicious smile made me feel disgusted, but the black light on his arm was even more dangerous.
The sudden feeling of fatigue made me dizzy. In my daze, I almost dropped the Ice Calamity in my hand. In the next instant, the little vampire girl was already in front of me, and a gigantic war hammer that was even larger than her entire body was already viciously smashing into me.
* Smack! *
This wasn't the sound of bones breaking. Instead, it was the sound of that enchanted adamantine battle hammer shattering. This hammer would probably be strong enough to shatter an ordinary city wall, but it was completely useless against my heavy armor.
Alexandra had no intention of retreating at all when she faced me, who had suddenly changed in my heavy armor. She let go of her battle hammer and filled her small hands with blood energy as she directly attacked me!
But this time, when her heavy punch landed on my body, I felt a faint pain in the area where she hit me.
"Hitting a Bull Through a Mountain … Penetration. A Blood Tribe member actually chose to become a Warrior Monk!"
This wasn't because I was prejudiced against them. It was because the job class of Warrior Monks was all about self-torture in order to uncover one's potential. In the end, it was all about the power of life.
Warrior Monks were capable of infusing the power of life known as "Aura" into their fists, allowing them to use various high-level combat techniques known as "Force." High-level Warrior Monks were able to heal themselves because they controlled the power of life. How could a Blood Tribe member possibly control the power of life?
But the truth was right in front of me, and I had no choice but to believe it. The Warrior Monks were skilled at using the Penetration ability that they specialized in dealing with heavy armor. The area where she hit me hurt even more, and I could faintly see blood seeping out of the wound. It was evident that her fists were covered in the unique blood energy of the Blood Tribe.
It would have been fine if she was only a Warrior Monk. It wasn't as if I had never dealt with a high-level Warrior Monk before. However, she was incredibly agile and had excellent physical techniques. It was as if her entire body didn't have any bones. Her fists and kicks would always hit me from unexpected angles. In terms of pure melee combat techniques, she was far superior to any so-called Pugilist. Not only that, her "Curse of Exhaustion" lowered my reaction speed and stamina, making it seem like I was being beaten up like a punching bag.
The Snake Archduchess advanced like the wind and retreated like lightning. Sometimes, she would coil around me like a snake, and sometimes, she would punch me like a taut bowstring. And my heavy sword was no longer just swinging once. Every time I swung my sword, I would swing it in the wrong direction, and my opponent would already be behind me.
"Shouldn't it be a transmigrator using Chinese martial arts to viciously beat up an armored Knight? How did it become a transmigrator Knight being viciously beaten up by someone else using martial arts? This doesn't seem right … Damn it, you're still using such a dirty trick?"
I directly used my magic and transformed the area around me into a glacier. However, Alexandra didn't seem to notice anything at all. She only slightly opened the front part of her shirt, and I saw a string of colorful chains.
Low-level ice resistance ring, ice and snow defense ring, furnace ring, and so on. After a quick count, I saw several dozen types of ice magic resistance defensive equipment. Even her little tongue that was sticking out had several magic rings on it. I didn't know how she was able to make all of these pieces of equipment work at the same time, but the reality was that she had done it. Her resistance against ice magic was now terrifyingly high. They had already made sufficient preparations to deal with me.
Of course, I was still able to endure all of this. The worst part was the abnormal power of her punches. Every time she punched me, blood would clot up where I was punched, and then blood would actually start flowing out from the wounds. If I couldn't deal with this problem soon, I would die from blood loss sooner or later.
"… That's probably her 'Concept.'"
The foundational difference between Myth-ranked and Saint-ranked individuals was that Myth-ranked individuals were capable of transforming their own understanding of the world into something tangible. Fighting with that understanding as the core would be incredibly difficult to deal with. And the worst part was that the effects of such "Concepts" were incredibly difficult to defend against or dispel.
Most Myth-ranked individuals would infuse their Concepts into their personal weapons. However, it was obvious that Alexandra didn't have the habit of using weapons at all. Her body was her weapon. Every single attack of hers was capable of using her own "Blood Exhaustion" ability. This type of Warrior Monks was far too dangerous.
While Roland was on high alert against his enemy, the three Myth-ranked individuals were also secretly complaining. They never expected that their enemy would be so difficult to deal with.
Her impenetrable armor was already shameless enough. This wasn't even part of the intelligence report. Just this armor alone was enough to cripple Hades. His death scythe actually only broke the scythe's edge. If Hades couldn't touch Alexandra's skin, he wouldn't be able to use any of his true killing moves.
And so, the number one assassin under Aso's command was now only able to play the sidelines.
As for "Famine" Agfen, he had an even bigger headache. He had already tossed out more than ten curses, including "Instant Death," "Aging," and "Stupidity." However, the only one that was effective was the "Fatigue" curse that had been infused with his "Despair" power. Hades was so resistant to curses that he even suspected that he had met the incarnation of a True God.
Even the main attacker, the Snake Archduchess, wasn't having an easy time. If she landed a direct hit on Hades, even a combat job class of the same level would have died on the spot. And now, she had already attacked Hades several hundred times. Her hand had been repeatedly injured and healed several dozen times, yet Hades still didn't seem to be injured at all.
"Even though I'm still affected by Baldy's Fatigue curse, he's still jumping around. Not only that, his armor can even reflect ice damage. If it wasn't for the fact that I brought enough defensive equipment … As expected, all Undead Emperors are monsters."
What worried Alexandra the most was that the terrifying brute force was still howling through the air. Just the wind pressure alone was enough to suffocate people. This was enough to prove just how much unparalleled brute force was involved.
"This brute strength is even more vicious than that of an Immemorial Dragon."
Although Alexandra hadn't been hit by a single sword attack, she was dancing on the edge of a cliff. If she really was hit by a sword attack, she would have to consider how many or how many pieces she would be sliced up into.
This was obviously a bad idea for the Myth-ranked undead who had been intending to end the battle as quickly as possible.
Just as Alexandra was getting more and more anxious, Hades suddenly put away his sword and sprouted a pair of silver wings from his back. He then flew into the air and laughed maniacally.
"You've all done well, but this is meaningless. Now, I'll show you my second stage. Wahaha, I'm a bug that you can't understand. You want to defeat me before the servers shut down? That's impossible! I can still transform four … five more times! "
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