LIGHTNOVELONLINE Chapter 32 Lovemaking is Difficult (6)
The Rich Argamer who led the Legion of Death.
Having destroyed an empire and four kingdoms, he went down in history as a legendary warlock who terrorized entire continents.
“I can smell the ugly smell of the living.”
An Argamer who hates the living and praises death. Since not even the slightest life remained where he passed, he is an existence that can be said to be a typical role model for black magicians, who is still talked about by many even now, hundreds of years later.
“Didn’t that lich go around killing humans so much that he even tried to intervene directly in the heavens? In the end, though, I was overpowered by the tricks of the chicken wings.”
“Are you saying that we should just watch it when there is such an evil being running rampant? We just did our mission.”
“Heng. You guys are always saying that you are the pope or the saint, and you intervene with humans on a daily basis. And going beyond giving an oracle to a saintess, granting divine powers to mere humans is beyond Mr. Sun! What kind of probability do you guys still have? uh? If you dig somewhere, the probability will pour out?”
The divine authority of the heavens bestowed upon the saintess at that time, consuming a great deal of probability and unreasonably intervening. Thanks to that, he was able to subdue the Lich who committed all sorts of slaughter, but the celestial world also had to shoulder quite a lot of burden.
“Heaven can do even more to stand against you ugly people.”
However, as long as he can feed the devils candy, Michael can pay any price with a smile. Seeing her determined expression, Tan twirled his fingers as if he couldn't understand at all.
“Oh, that crazy bitch. If it's a real devil, look at it recklessly rushing at it.”
It's like, do you avoid poop because it's dirty? Do you avoid it because it's scary? Tan grumbled with an expression as if to say something. While the two were arguing, Jaeyoung arrived at the front gate of the mansion where the Duke of Bergen lived.
“stop! What kind of business is this!”
A dark night when everyone is already asleep. The guards, who saw a man appearing through the pitch-black darkness where the moon did not even rise, fixed their spears and asked questions in a vigilant manner, but Jae-young did not answer. He just muttered while wearing a thick hood so that no one could recognize him.
“Kangsin Rich Argamer.”
Woo woo-.
“What!”
An ominous aura suddenly spreads around Jaeyoung. The guards panicked because of the sticky intangible energy, but Jaeyoung was intent on checking the skills and abilities granted to him.
[An Argamer, a being from the demon realm, dwells in the player's body.]
[The power of the existence temporarily inhabited can be exerted.]
“Hmm... As expected, there are a lot of Necromancer skills.”
Back in the days when PC games were mainstream. The classic game of the century that sucked the time of countless men, ‘The Devil'. Because Jaeyoung had played Necromancer in that game, he was able to figure out the characteristics of the skills much more quickly.
“hey! this bastard! Arrest right now...!”
The guards approached, threateningly threateningly throwing their spears. And Jaeyoung raised the sticky energy inside his body and activated the skill.
“Spirit Spear.”
Chow ah -
The window of the soul that appeared in an instant. The guard pierced by the spear of the soul died in one blow. A fellow guard who saw him fall down in a gray light looked at the figure in front of him with a terrified expression.
“Lee Richie...”
Protruding cheekbones. Eyes of flame nestled in the eyelids where eyes should be. And with a grayish-white skull, he was a lunatic warlock, Richie, who sold his soul to the monster hell, which anyone can see or hear about in books or legends.
“Non-emergency! rain....! Aaaaagh!”
The guard, who had been screaming loudly as if trying to wake everyone up, was instantly killed by the spear of the soul that flew in again .
And Jaeyoung scratched his face as if he was in trouble.
“Not yet. Originally, the time when a necromancer is weakest is before summoning the undead.”
There was still no corpse, a necessary material for summoning the undead, so if high-level troops started to rush in right away, it was rather likely that Jae-young would die.
“Rise of the Dead”
Wood Deudeuk-
Pudeuduk Pudeuk-
When his skill is activated, two corpses rise up with violent movements. The two guards, who were moaning strangely with their eyes that could see only the white, had changed into ghouls that no one could see.
“Now...then shall we begin?”
A lich with burning eyes. He said, lightly pushing the closed iron door with his bony fingers. Then, the iron gate exploded with a tremendous roar as if it were about to explode. Jaeyoung, who entered the mansion of the Duke of Bergen through the door that disappeared without a trace, said in a voice that sounded like fun.
“Let’s take a shot of Assassin Freed.”
* * *
Late night.
The Duke of Bergen, who went to bed after working late, was awakened shortly after by a loud noise outside.
“What kind of fuss is this?”
Sitting on the bed and shouting questions. However, it was his loyal knight Pale, not the attendant, who came to the question.
“God Duke! You must evacuate immediately!”
“Flee? What is that all of a sudden?”
At the words of the knight who rushed in and shouted, the Duke of Bergen asked as if he did not know why.
“Lily Rich! The lich is in the mansion now!”
“what....? rich?”
Dark Sorceress. It is also an existence that a black magician who has reached the level of Master or higher sacrifices his soul in exchange for eternal life in order to ascend to a higher level. It was hundreds of years ago even after the last discovery report, but the Duke of Bergen could not easily believe that such a rare being was in his mansion.
“What do you mean now? Why the hell is the lich in my mansion...”
Quaang!
I don't know where, but I hear a loud explosion outside. Even he, sitting on his bed not too far away, could feel the intense vibrations from the explosion.
“Duke! There is no time. You must move now!”
A skilled knight who has reached the level of Master, Fail. Seeing the fear of death hanging over his face, the Duke of Bergen hurriedly rose from his bed and tried to follow him.
Kwaaang.
But the bedroom door bursts before they can even open it. Seeing the gray corpse thrown along with the powerlessly broken door, the Duke of Bergen sighed with a white face.
“Bar Bayer...”
Master-class wizard Bayer, who was a longtime friend and his reliable helper. Seeing him die a cold death, the Duke of Bergen collapsed in shock. And a being slowly creeping in through the smashed bedroom entrance. Facing that presence, the eyes of the Duke of Bergen widened as if they were going to pop out.
“You, you...”
Burning red eyes. A skinny being close to a skull with protruding cheekbones. He faced the Duke of Bergen and opened his mouth with a strange smile.
“I found this guy.”
Richie talks as if he had been looking for him hard. Seeing him like that, the Duke of Bergen tried to stay as calm as possible and asked in a trembling voice.
“I... did you find me?”
“then. Do you know how long I've been around the mansion? Whenever I asked where you were, everyone ran up with their weapons, so I thought it was some kind of Assassin Freed, not some kind of hide-and-seek game.”
Richie's unknown story. The Duke of Bergen could not understand a single word of his words, but nodded as if he understood.
“You didn't find me after all. So... what the hell do you want?”
Ask what you want. The question made Richie's jawbone rattle. He made a grotesque expression as if he was smiling and said it as if it were natural.
“Isn’t that too obvious? Why did you make such a loud commotion?”
“That means...”
“Your death. That's what I want.”
“You evil lich.... As long as I am here, you will never touch the Duke...”
“Oh, it’s noisy. Deal with it, kids.”
Sword Master Fail stood by the duke with a resolute face blocking his way. He collapsed to a gray light, unable to resist, surrounded by a horde of undead that stood behind the lich.
“Even if you mess around, you’re going to Death Knight anyway, so why the hell are you doing that?”
The Duke of Bergen is surrounded by undead hordes. And even those undead were not normal undead. Death Knight Durahan Abomination Skull Mage, etc. The Duke of Bergen's face turned pale when he saw the highest rank of undead gathered in one place that appeared only in history books.
“Why on earth are you doing this?”
The Duke of Bergen could not understand at all. The highest-ranking lich that shows overwhelming strength by treating the resistance of master-class wizards and knights like children. Unlike other liches, it was not a normal priest or paladin, but a level to the extent that even a bishop-level priest or the highest-ranking holy knight could not dare to win. No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn't come up with a reason why a catastrophe-level existence appeared at the duke's house in a kingdom and wished for its own death.
But Rich answered his question as if it were a simple question.
“If you choose someone like that, you have to choose well.”
“...?”
The Duke of Bergen couldn't understand the unexpected Lich's words. Rich continued to give him additional explanations.
“I like war, I like being king, and I like getting a profit from it.”
“How can I do that...”
A secret war plan going on. The Duke of Bergen made a shocked expression at Richie's reaction as if he knew it all.
“But if you want to entrust work to subordinates, you should first check your personality. Can you take those guys with no buds and do the job properly?”
Richie with a cold expression. However, the Duke of Bergen hurriedly continued with an expression that he really did not know.
“What the hell are you talking about? Who did what, like this...”
“Noisy. Let's finish it guys.”
Richie waved his hand as if he didn't want to hear more. And as he watched the undead slowly approaching him, the Duke of Verhen intuited his death.
“Ah... my long-time wish is so futile...”
His last words were self-deprecating as if lamenting. That's how the war plan with the Paquel Kingdom completely collapsed. With the death of the Duke of Bergen, who was a duke of one country.
* * *
[The Duke of Bergen has died.]
[The death of the Duke of Bergen causes a major setback to the secret plan.] [
321 related quests will be deleted.]
[The title Noble Slayer has been obtained.]
[ The sub-purpose has been achieved. Intermediate compensation is settled.]
[Probability of 53000 obtained.]
Messages pouring in quickly with the death of the duke. Jaeyoung's mouth opened wide involuntarily when he saw that the enormous probability was given as a reward.
“Wow.... As expected, it's generous on a different level from slime.”
It's not just a matter of villages, it's a war between kingdoms and kingdoms. And even a plan about a coup d'état aimed at the royal throne. As they were admiring the incomparable amount of probability, probably because they destroyed everything at once, Tan and L also hurriedly joined Jaeyoung's back and said a few words.
“and. what is the owner? The probability has increased a lot?”
“What happened all of a sudden? I feel great power in you.”
Tan and L do not understand the mechanism for acquiring probability. The two of them were surprised by the sudden increase in probability, but Jaeyoung did not have time to explain in detail.
“burnt.”
“Yes? Why master?”
Tan's attitude became very polite, probably because he was more likely. Jaeyoung asked him.
“Isn’t there a limit to the duration of this Spiritual Spirit?”
“As long as it is probable, there is no specific time limit. Why is that all of a sudden?”
At that, Jaeyoung smiled evilly and activated the skill again.
“Rise of the Dead.”
The corpse of the Duke of Bergen and his escort wizard and knight, who had fallen in gray, rose according to his skill
. The Skull Mage, the Death Knight, and the Ghouls. And Jaeyoung looked down at the numerous undead lined up around him and outside the mansion and said with an evil smile.
“If you want to hit the game, you have to hit it properly. There are still many places to smash, right?”