Chapter 435
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Chapter 435: Malthus!
"I roughly understand…"
"Strictly speaking, the divisions of power should not just be nine levels, you should add another ten levels."
"I have already discussed this with His Majesty."
"Even the powerful Holy Realm, each advancement is like a major breakthrough, each level is significant on its own."
"But His Majesty thought this was too complicated, so he directly merged all the levels above the Holy Domain Level into the Holy Realm."
"Above the ninth level, the most undefined realm we have defined so far is the mythical realm."
"Real gods?"
"Yes, real gods."
"To deal with these false gods, we only need to reach the Holy Domain Realm, that is already sufficient."
"But to deal with real gods, we need to go even further…"
"From an equivalent exchange perspective, in order to become gods, we must gather the necessary cost to ascend as gods."
"The value represented by a god is immeasurable, even sacrificing half the lives on the continent may not create a god…"
"I understand, so the best solution is to slay gods."
"Killing the Death God, then becoming a god, is indeed one solution, but if we cannot ascend as gods, how can we kill the Death God?"
"This is the challenge we have been facing."
"Regardless, the Magic Potion System we have pioneered will surely make us eternally famous, it is a destined fact."
"We are walking on a glorious path, though what we do is just a small part of Emperor Auzo’s lifetime achievements, it is enough to make us proud."
"Yes, it is already enough…"
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Two years later.
On a piece of barren land.
The ground shook, and a piece of white bone arm pierced through the soil, followed by a skeleton tightly clenched to the ground!
Whoosh!
Endless deathly air gushed out, a skeleton wrapped in tattered clothes stood solemnly on the barren land, turning to look into the distance.
"Who am I…"
The skeleton looked at its own hands, then stared blankly into the distance, "I remember, there is a city there…"
The direction the skeleton looked was now a ruin.
He took steps, gradually walking towards the ruins, which were already in a dilapidated state, as if they had been abandoned for many years.
Walking on the collapsed buildings, the skeleton felt a prickling sensation in consciousness, memories flooding back.
"This is…"
The skeleton raised its head and saw a collapsed clock tower ahead.
A skeleton hung on the clock tower, missing a skull, but from the clothes and necklace on her body, one could tell she was a woman in her previous life.
And that necklace, it deeply pricked the skeleton’s nerves!
"Kalila… the royal necklace!"
"That is… that is…"
The soul fire in the skeleton’s eyes gradually intensified, trembling, reaching out its arms with extra effort.
"I remember now…"
"I am Malthus, shining as the third inspector of the law enforcement agency…"
"What exactly happened… What exactly happened…"
For some reason, the soul fire in Malthus’ eyes suddenly flickered.
"Gould…"
"Was it you?"
A slight cool evening breeze approached, leaving Malthus standing still in the same spot until nightfall.
It wasn’t until the full moon hung high that he slowly raised his arms.
Gradually, he heard the cries, wails, moans, and roars of the deceased.
Countless voices began to surround his mind, lingering persistently.
"You must be feeling very sad…"
The soul fire in Malthus’s eyes burned brightly, "Your pain, your hatred, your anger, will all be inherited by me, Malthus."
"Next, I will judge the sinners."
"Fellow citizens, please forgive me for what I am about to do, I will desecrate your bodies, please help me with this."
Malthus’s hands tightened instantly, and the ground shook once again!
Countless white skeletal arms broke through the soil!
Tens of thousands of spirits rose from the soil, their eyes empty, lacking the soul fire.
Malthus’s figure slowly floated up, "In my youth, I feared the Undead Sorcerer, as they took away my family."
"As an adult, I hated the Undead Sorcerer, as they brought suffering to the world."
"In my old age, I envied the Undead Sorcerer. After death, I became the Undead Sorcerer."
Malthus traveled around the land of the undead, but suddenly noticed that there were very few undead.
The population of this city was almost eight hundred thousand, but now there are less than a hundred and fifty thousand. Where did the others go?
Malthus turned his head and looked into the distance.
Before this, he needed to find out who destroyed the empire, who slandered the royal family of Calia, and where Gurde went.
。。。
In a remote village.
Malthus wore a black robe, hiding his face and body under the dark cloth.
He found a villager and asked them who was responsible for the fall of the empire.
Finally, Malthus got a new name, which was Auzo.
After learning how vast Auzo’s military empire was, Malthus fell silent.
A gust of evening wind blew, lifting his hood and revealing his face to the villagers.
The villagers were instantly shocked when they saw his true appearance!
"Monster, it’s a monster!"
The villagers immediately scattered, leaving Malthus staring blankly at his hands, then slowly turned around, preparing to leave.
Just then, a large group of villagers suddenly surrounded him with weapons and farm tools!
Malthus looked puzzled at this, "I do not want to harm you."
A farmer cautiously approached with a pitchfork, "We can’t let him go, he must be a sentinel of some Undead Sorcerer!"
"If we let him go, more will come after him!"
"Undead Sorcerer, my family was killed by Undead Sorcerer!"
"Damned lich!"
A villager grabbed a fork and tried to attack, but Malthus quickly caught it with one hand.
"I am the Undead Sorcerer."
"I have things to do, so…"
Why do I have to waste time talking to them?
They are just a group of walking skeletons.
No…
They are humans.
But what good will killing do?
It doesn’t matter anymore, right?
After losing his emotions, Malthus slowly became indifferent, life seemed to lose its meaning in his eyes.
"Then, let’s kill them all."
With a wave of Malthus’s hand, tens of thousands of spirits instantly surrounded the village!
"I need more departed souls to assemble an army strong enough to rival Auzo."
。。。
Inside a huge fortress.
Purple light appeared in Aogude’s hands as he looked at the mirror in front of him, his eyebrows suddenly furrowing.
"What is this?"
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