Chapter 6: The Immortal Monarch
But the boy did not tear him apart, and calmly replied, "The two are not in conflict. People live in the world, and they must have a sustenance. Since you have handed yourself over, it doesn't really matter if you have a collar or not. β
"If you have any objections, just follow along. But don't make a sound, it's better to keep me out of sight...... I hate being disturbed when I'm doing things. β
In the burning street beneath their feet, the citizens of London were running in panic. Heavily armed vampires spilled through the flames like demons crawling out of hell. The leader smirked and swung his saber, far beyond the strength of ordinary people, so that the short blade, which was not suitable for decapitation, cut off a head smoothly. As if as a signal, the rest of the monsters pulled the trigger as they ran, admiring the countless blood sprays of the metal bullets on the human body, laughing madly and happily under the masks.
Their long-awaited festival has finally begun, and the 180,000 days and nights of grinding their teeth and claws are just for the pleasure of harvesting life at this moment, and they will not feel sorry for this moment even if they die.
"In that case, let's die. β
Wang Yu retracted his wings and fell straight to the ground like a meteorite. He instantly increased his density, and the massive kinetic energy converted into gravitational potential energy made his landing place extremely dangerous. A monster heard the screaming sound of air friction, he raised his head suspiciously, Wang Yu under the blessing of stealth did not have any light and shadow effect, but the monster's intuition still made him feel dangerous.
It's a pity that it's late.
The moment the hard soles of the boot touched the monster, the invisibility technique was lifted by its own laws, and in the last moments, the vampire's senses were sharpened to the extreme. In a short moment, it was infinitely elongated, Wang Yu stood straight like a nail, the nasal cartilage was the first to be crushed by it, and then the eyeballs also exploded under high pressure, and the flesh and blood on his cheeks instantly burst into minced flesh. After becoming a monster, the frontal bone, nose bone, and cheekbone that are as hard as steel cannot be stopped, and they are easily shattered like clay pottery, and the fragments blow the monster's brain into a mess of rotten flesh.
Like squishing a plastic bottle from top to bottom, Wang Wei progressed layer by layer, crushing the entire monster into exploding flesh. He smiled and reached out in the rain of flesh and grabbed the rifle rolling in the air.
Casually taking off the broken arm on it, Wang Hui skillfully picked up his rifle and laughed and fired, whether it was monsters or citizens, many of them died under his gun, just shooting for their own pleasure, as a third-party force indiscriminately Wang Hui seemed to be announcing his existence in this way.
"Hello, monsters. β
The boy smiled and kicked a baton-sized object from the minced flesh at his feet at the vampires who were caught off guard by surprise, and he detonated the old grenade with a single shot, engulfing a monster with steel and fire.
"If there is a communications facility, speak to your Lieutenant Zoreen Bruze. β
A magazine was quickly emptied, and a scarlet glow radiated from Wang Hao's hand, reassembling the inconsequential steel on the rifle into a silver-plated steel-core bullet that automatically loaded into the spear.
"Tell her to be careful of that policewoman and to make sure that Silas Victoria is a priority. As for that human Pernard...... You might as well put it back. β
Wang Yu looked at the "rifle" with only a scattered basic structure left, a steel component that would fall apart at any moment, shrugged his shoulders, and threw it at the remaining monster with his hand. The intricate components were transformed into sharp blades in the air by alchemy, piercing the head of the last monster.
"You can't seem to say anything, though. β
The last upright creature on the corpse-strewn street was the boy, and SchrΓΆdinger had obediently hidden himself, though Wang knew he must be watching him.
"Forget it, it doesn't make a difference. That arrogant guy wouldn't listen to me anyway, and she wouldn't even dare to disobey the orders of her boss. β
The monster of this street has been cleared of the boy, but the whole of London has been plunged into the pace of the millennium, and what he has done is nothing more than a drop of water in the ocean.
In fact, there is a good chance that he just made an excuse for himself to kill.
Wang took off his hat and looked up at the V-1 missiles that swept through the sky like a swarm of crows, and the airplane-like missiles roared towards London's landmarks, blasting the century-old cultural heritage and the people inside to pieces.
There was a rustling sound behind the young man, and the sound of his clothes rubbing together seemed to be crawling on top of each other.
"Heh......"
The rough wheezing sound of the beast sounded, and some of the dead bodies in the pile of corpses of innocent citizens crawled up, could it be that they survived?
"Hmph, I didn't suck all the blood because I came so fast, did I?"
Millennial artificial vampires are not capable of transforming a child-like human into a newborn vampire like the orthodox vampires of this world, and regardless of qualifications, the humans who have been bitten by them will uniformly transform into inferior ghouls, walking corpses who are good for nothing but hatred of living creatures and endless hunger. Although it is a major disadvantage in the long run, but all they seek is to kill and die, and this free army is no better.
The newborn ghouls staggered to their feet, squeezing a dry cough out of their throats and converging on the teenager who smelled of life.
And Wang Yu remained motionless, as if he was not aware of the coming crisis.
At the moment when the broken fingers were about to touch the placket of Wang Yu's clothes, a cold and disdainful low roar erupted from the young man's throat, like a king's angry rebuke.
"Presumptuous!"
"Wait to see you, will you surrender?"
The scarlet crown of thorns spawned out of thin air and slowly fell on Wang Hao's head. The boy raised his skeletal left arm to cover his face, red light radiating from between his fingers. The undead monarch's authority caused the ghouls to retreat in terror, the power of the Pale Lord.
Never shown in Gensokyo, absolute leadership and control over the undead. After temporarily untying the collar around his neck, Wang finally transformed from a minion to a scarlet emperor who led death, and he held Gungnir, and the ghouls trembled and fell to their knees, offering their loyalty to the undead king. Although they are only shoddy products that do not even have themselves, they can still instinctively detect the gap between themselves and the people in front of them.
The corpses that had not been sucked of blood also stood up, and they knelt down in uniform, offering everything to their Creator.
Wang Yu looked around at his army, although there were only a few dozen ghouls, but because of the incredible rank of the creators, they also gained power far beyond their kind.
"Very good...... Go ahead and kill everything you see. β
"Oh, that's rightβSearch-and-destroy!"
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First of all, thank you for the tip. Then, in the previous chapter, everyone seemed to think that pretending was a bit too much, and some friends were taken off the shelves. I think this is really a disaster, how can a modest and introverted pure good boy like me use such an exaggerated description of "emperor" if there is no sufficient reason? Some friends who don't know much about DND may think this is very bad. So, follow the steps of Teacher Mo Hui, let's walk into the DND and approach the Pale Lord.
First of all, the title of the Undead King comes from the ability of the Pale Lord in the Book of the Dead, Undead Prosthetic Limbs (Su): After reaching level 6, the Pale Lord will develop a terrible necrophilia. He severed his arm and replaced it with an undead limb, which could be a piece of bone or carrion resembling a flesh golem. Regardless of its composition, the prosthetic gives the character a +4 Strength bonus boost.
At the same time, the undead prosthetic allows the character to perform terrifying contact attacks. Pale Lord uses this ability once a day at level 6, twice a day at level 8, and 3 times a day at level 10. The character must declare the ability before attacking. Each time the Pale Lord uses this ability to contact an attack, he can choose from the following effects that he meets the required class level. This effect is exempt from difficulty of 10 + Pale Lord class level + its charisma modifier.
Paralysis Touch: Living (excluding elves) who are successfully hit by the Pale Lord with this ability must pass Tenacity Immunity or be paralyzed for 1d4+1 rounds. Required Level: 6
Touch of Weakness: A living person is successfully hit by the Pale Lord with this ability, and takes 1d6 temporary strength damage (no immunity). Creatures with 0 strength die instantly. Required Level: Level 7
Touch of Degradation: A living entity that is successfully hit by the Pale Lord with this ability will take 1 negative level (no immunity) and must be restored after 24 hours with the Tenacity Immunity, and if it fails, it will actually lose this level. Required Level: 8
Touch of Destruction: A living body that is successfully hit by the Pale Lord with this ability must pass Tenacity Immunity or take 1d6 Constitution drain. Required Level: 9
Touch of the Undead Monarch: A living creature up to one level larger than the Pale Lord must pass Tenacity Immunity or die instantly if it is successfully hit by the Pale Lord with this ability. Killed creatures are automatically summoned by the Pale Lord to become zombies (the kind in the Monster Handbook) after 1 round and are subject to the Pale Lord's control, just as he created by manipulating the dead, and undead created with this ability do not count towards the Pale Lord's undead HD limit. Required Level: 10
Do you see?!Do you see?!Do you see?!! "Touch of the Immortal Sovereign", it's not that I think, "Lying in the groove sounds so hanging, it just so happens that Accardo has a nickname called the Immortal King, and the king is called the Immortal Monarch, which seems to be very ...... or something."
There is another, Necromantic Follower: At level 9, the Pale Lord gains a loyal undead follower to serve him. Followers meet the requirements for Necro armies in the Undead Leadership Specialty. The Pale Lord cannot gain any troops from this ability, only one follower. The effective level of the follower is determined by the leadership and character level of the Pale Lord (the Pale Lord is considered to have earned the Undead Leadership Specialty).
Decisiveness is the rhythm of the army of the dead!!You can't play in Gensokyo, it's always okay in Hellsing, right? Anyway, who cares or not, rather than letting the millennium gang replenish the troops, it's better to let Wang Yu snatch it away.
If you look at it according to the dnd profession, Wang Yu is probably a barbarian/warlock/mage/forest ranger/dragon vein warlock/pale lord/mage killer, of course, the level can't be calculated, after all, AO is about seven stars according to infinity, and Wang Yu is estimated to be much stronger than the ghoul Lord Doresen when he throws it to dnd now, how can it not be between medium divine power and strong divine power after breaking through six stars...... By the way, Wang Hao's Pale Lord Undead Armor Affinity was replaced with the old version of AC+6 that Bone Skin, and manipulated the dead corpse to be replaced with the old version of the Evoking Necromancy. To ask why?DM max do you have an opinion?=. =