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A philosopher once said that there are countless ways you can divide the world into two halves. For example, there are only two kinds of people in this world: "those who have read this novel" and "those who are about to read this novel".

Here, the method still applies. There are two kinds of living things: those who have spirits and those who don't—you can call them will, soul, or something like that.

Creatures that can drive magic with their own spirits are intelligent creatures, and creatures that can't use magic are ordinary creatures.

In this world, spirit determines strength.

However, there is a question: what if the strong spirit does not want to disappear?

"Don't want to die. "I want to live. "I have important things to do. ”

The world has come up with a not-so-perfect answer - that is, the undead.

A "creature" that rises from dust and dirt and exists in the world by its own will, dead but still alive. The nightmare of the undead has haunted them ever since the discovery of magic by sapient beings. It was a terrible temptation.

"Would you like to live in another form if you paid the price?"

It is known that there are powerful undead creatures who have re-entered the civilized world and have been recognized by people in various capacities, such as "the man", and it is also known that being an undead creature can be hunted down by the whole world and overtaken by priests, but it can have different powers and a long life. If it were you, what would you choose?

As long as you pay enough price and have the obsession of not wanting to die, you may become an undead creature. The more fragile the spirit, the greater the price to be paid, and the stronger the obsession, the smaller the price to pay.

Leaving only one nameless dead person with the thought of "wanting to live", he became a skeleton and a zombie. People who just want to live, after becoming undead, can only wander aimlessly, or obey the orders of others.

The deceased, who are too obsessed with it, will abandon their physical bodies and become ghosts or ghosts. Obsessives permanently exist in the spirit world or the shadow world, and suffer eternal torment for their obsessions.

A person who has a strong spirit, but dies by accident, will become a ghoul or a war spirit corpse if awakened from the other realm. People whose ambitions have not yet been paid still retain their memories and experiences, and they have become sharp blades in the hands of others.

Only those who are wise and brave and can take the initiative to give up their lives can become the most powerful undead creatures. Mummies who gave up their lives, vampires who gave up sunlight, and lichs who gave up their bodies. They were also the most powerful undead known to people in the seventeenth century.

To become a lich, strong magic is the most basic prerequisite. After that, he had endless hours to study magic. Therefore, each lich is extremely confident in their own abilities, and they have enough money to support that confidence.

Of course, this doesn't mean that the Lich is a mindless and reckless warrior. The last thing the Lich lacks is his mind.

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The small secret room was already filled with tense air. An unknown number of shadows haunt the flickering shadows, scattering and attacking every human.

"Uhhh......h Weapons......"

The dwarf "elven archers" were the first to be attacked. Black shadows wrapped around his neck and torso, looking like they were about to strangle him at any moment: they could all tell that this thin, withered object was the easiest of them all. He touched his waist in some despair before he remembered that he hadn't brought any weapons with him. Power flowed from him and into the shadowy resentments.

"Who...... Somebody's going to help me!" the man turned his eyes for help to the others, who were probably not a magic user.

“...... Flame Arrow!"

Major Hull Tedwood raised his right hand, his index and middle fingers together, and aimed at the myriad shadows surrounding the man. He minimized the chanting of his mana in order to repel the shadows that haunted the "God of Justice" as quickly as possible.

“...... Searing Beam!"

The other god of war standing next to it also shot at the same time. After slashing the emblem across his chest, the tip of the index finger of "Corell" gathered white light. Unlike Hull, the technique he uses turned out to be divine - and, obviously, Orthodox. This made Hull slightly surprised: the identity of the soldier was almost revealed.

The arrows of flame, and the blazing white light, hit the shadow of the little man almost simultaneously. The two shadows dissipated in an instant, and the rest hurriedly retreated into darkness.

"Not bad. The two gods of war glanced at each other with a little pride—but the cry of the little man, who had been hit by two spells at the same time, interrupted their sympathy. The "elven archers" climbed onto the table in a very undignified manner and ran in their direction.

"Northerners?" Hull asked the soldier tentatively, "I'm from the Free Army, and I hope we can trust each other now." ”

"Not exactly. Another "Corell" replied, "I'm a 'pioneer,' and we should be allies." ”

Hearing the name, the major raised his eyebrows. The Harbingers, or "Harbingers," were a group of activists who wanted to overthrow the imperial regime in the North and establish a free republic like the South. The Pioneer Party wielded great power throughout the civilized world, with countless sympathizers – and of course the aristocracy of the northern government saw as a thorn in the side.

"Wouldn't it be too reckless for you to say that?" might have someone from the Royal Department of Security present......" the Major kindly reminded him.

"It's okay. After so much trouble tonight, this identity is definitely going to be abandoned. The man said, "Even if it's from the Royal Department of Security, we have to cooperate now...... Are you right, Mr. Lessado?"

"Ah......" Hearing his words, the little man's voice trembled violently. "You—You're right. We're all in this together. ”

These people have a complicated relationship, Hull thought. I guess this Royal Security Department agent will also change his place of work in the future......

As soon as he thought of this, he felt a chill in his legs—and his strength immediately drained from there. The shadows are surrounding again!

"Huh......!" the pioneer snorted, presumably under attack. “...... In the name of the Holy Covenant, retreat, undead!"

The shadows lingered for a moment, not disappearing with his dispersion. It seems that the level of magic of this "Corell" is at most a priest or a parish priest.

"Damn...... Can't you kill it?...... Burning Hands!"

The Major concentrated the magic flame in the palm of his hand, and kept driving away the shadows that were entwined around his body like a mosquito. He glanced in his chief's direction as if asking for help—only to be stunned by what was happening there.

Klad López is doing everything he can to fend them off the Lich's onslaught.

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There are five humans in total. A seemingly strong guy, a slightly tricky priest, two negligible, and one elusive.

If it is an ordinary person, it will choose to clean up the weak first. But for the Lich who is ready to fight a quick battle, his choice is to attack the strong first. As long as the strongest is defeated, the rest will be solved.

The strongest person in the field was obviously the man wielding a mysterious blue light magic weapon. Having made up his mind, the lich poured all his magic in the direction of Clad López. For the lich, every part of the body is a weapon that has been prepared for a long time - the small problem of the body, as long as you find another dead man, there will be a new one.

“...... Bone Spears!" first threw out his entire right arm. The two arm bones of his right arm turned into sharp spears and stabbed straight at the lieutenant general.

"As expected...... Shattered Dreams!" Ever since he had seen the bone arrows before, Clad had estimated this attack. Blue light flashed, slicing the bone spear into powder.

"Well done. The lich complimented in a hoarse voice.

"The Oriental proverb says that just passively accepting and not giving something back to others is not in line with 'etiquette'. As soon as Clad's mind moved, several blue rays of light shot straight away, piercing the giant man's body directly!

"Thank you...... Blood Rain!" the lich sneered.

The pierced wound on the giant man's body burst open, and every drop of blood instantly turned into an attack bullet. Droplets of intensely corrosive blood flew out like a tide.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the general retracted the "broken dream", bowed down, and slapped his left hand on the ground: "...... Stone Wall!"

The floor was blasted open, and a stone wall of unknown origin slammed into the middle of the room, splitting the room in half. The lich was sneering, and the sneer was struck by the stone wall.

All the blood rain hit the stone wall, making a "hissing" corrosive sound - a sound that frightened everyone. If the stone wall is like this, what if it hits a man?

After temporarily blocking his opponent's attacks with a stone wall, López finally had a chance to breathe. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he quickly put away the broken dream—the flying sword had begun to tremble slightly, which was caused by continuous use.

Pranayama ...... Pranayama. Let the true qi spread throughout the body...... Get yourself back to your best before the lich breaks down the wall and blasts it over.

"I haven't seen the Lich in the Great Wasteland...... Why is it happening in such a place?"

An army of undead creatures expanding across the Great Wasteland...... Radetz Govar's rebellion and who was behind it...... The mysterious lich that appeared at the intelligence agency exchange meeting......

It must be connected, right? If all of this is part of a big conspiracy...... Thinking about this dangerous question, he felt his blood heat up and his heart beat faster and faster.

Nervous? It's not normal...... Wrong!

Clad López's face really changed. He knew he was still fooled.

“...... Blood Blast?!"

The Bone Spear and the Blood Rain were all designed to distract him from himself - this Blood Burst was planted before the Lich launched the Bone Spear.

This magic can explode people to death, and they can't even resurrect them, which is a first-class sinister demon method, and what is even more sinister is that there is almost no warning before the recipient explodes, and it will not be detected by detection magic. The sooner the recipient finds out, the easier it is to resist the magic: once the heartbeat and blood temperature begin to rise, there is basically no help. The first victim should have fallen for this spell, and then struggled to open the secret door to ask for help......

Deeply remorseful of his carelessness, Clad hurriedly focused on the rapid heartbeat caused by the Blood Explosion Technique.

"Yet, you underestimate me, lich. ”

He was able to regulate his breathing – a technique he had learned in the East. The average person should have died by now, but he wouldn't.

Just give him three minutes and he can suppress this magic!

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"It's a fierce offensive and defensive battle......"

Hel, who was busy dealing with low-level creatures like Phantoms, couldn't help but feel ashamed of himself. He knew that General López was superior in magic, but he didn't know that he could compete with the lich without falling behind. He also discovered another point: I am afraid it will take many years for him to be promoted to lieutenant general...... He couldn't see the existence of the Blood Blast.

As soon as he wandered, another shadow touched his feet. A chill swept over the ends of the nerves in the major's legs, from where energy slowly drained. The flame in his hand began to sway, like a broken candle in the middle of the room.

Oops!

“...... Holy Shield。 A female voice with a slight sigh.

Suddenly, a white divine aura enveloped the Major's body. When the shadows touched this aperture, they dissipated in an instant.

The same magic, used in different hands, will result in completely different results. Even if it's just a normal shield, if the caster is strong enough, it can repel the Shadows - and even the Lich. He looked back and saw that the other two had the same aperture on them.

"You...... Is it really a Protestant pastor?" the pioneer asked in disbelief. Every Orthodox priest thinks that Protestantism is an organization that has no real skills and exists only by agitating the masses.

"Ah, barely. The bewitching woman who had saved them sighed faintly...... No, it's not glamorous anymore.

From her body, there was an aura of holiness and inviolability—as if the previous enchantment was just a shell of her. Hel Tedwood never imagined that one person could make such a big change. He felt as if something was crumbling inside him.

"May I ask you about your name?" for some reason, a sudden impulse caused him to grab the woman and say something abrupt.

She didn't seem to expect him to say this, and paused: "Can you also be considered an intelligence officer if you ask the target directly like this?"

"So, will you have a chance to infiltrate the Free Army? The Major said something flirtatious—he didn't know why. Since he was born, he has always been a strict and serious person, and he has never even been in love.

"Until then, you're going to have to be a worthy target for someone else's 'extraordinary means' to infiltrate, right? "Fortila" replied in the same frivolous tone. At the last word, Hel Tedwood twitched—and it certainly didn't escape her eyes.

"I guessed it. On her mask, there seemed to be a sly smile of kindness. "But now I don't have time to talk to you about it...... Your commander is in danger. ”

"What danger?" asked the Major, surprised.

She glanced at him with slight contempt, as if she thought he should know. The woman prepared a healing spell in her hand, and white light gathered on her left hand. Her delicate little chin was exposed beyond the mask, and it was fluttering rhythmically, as if she was counting.

"Five, four, three, two, one...... Here it comes. ”

As soon as she finished speaking, the stone wall collapsed!

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The lich's form flickered, and it slammed down the crumbling stone wall towards the immobilized Klad López. Those who were concentrating on fighting against the Blood Explosion Technique would not have the strength to control such a powerful magic weapon again.

The bone spear is cover. The rain of blood is also cover. As for this blood explosion technique, it is actually still a cover. The Lich didn't underestimate his opponent, and he wasn't naïve enough to think that he could win with Bloodburst.

All preparations were made for this last real attack. Attacks that bring death.

“...... Death Touch!"

A black glow flickered on the lich's left hand. It's a win-winning, kill-and-kill touch!

No one can mobilize their will against two mortal spells at the same time. The acid blood that bursts out after this man's death will wipe out everyone who remains......

Just as the lich was planning his next move, someone tapped him on the shoulder.

"Can you disturb me? ...... Heal (Complete Healing)!"

Death and healing are always at opposite ends of the scale. So, one can counter the other. The lich watched in despair as the black light in his hands scattered—and then, white light covered his body.

For the undead, damage magic is healing, while healing magic is death.

"This can't be ......!, how can I be countered ......!" the lich screamed, his body trembling and spasming in the white light. He didn't believe it...... His proudest magic, Deathtouch, will also be countered by a priest.

"The intelligence network of the undead has never pointed out that there are such powerful priests in this city......!"

This was the lich's last thought.

"Your only mistake is that you shouldn't ignore the idlers. The "Goddess of Fate" gently and gracefully kicked him with the tip of her heels, "Dust to dust, dust to dust." ”

The balance that the invincible lich and the king of the undead had worked so hard to maintain collapsed, and in an instant it turned into ashes.

"Thank you. Clad López looked up after the blood blast. He saw everything he had just seen, and this thank you was indeed from the heart. "Your counter-magic is indeed strong. ”

"You're welcome. Defeating the undead is a matter for a priest. "Fortila" re-lit the candles in the room, and the room was lit up again.

Hull stepped forward and shouted, "Since we're going to change guards soon, why don't we just talk to each other about where we come from?"

"Curryl!" Clad reprimanded in a low voice at the suggestion.

The woman laughed.

"You just want to know my name and contact information, and it's not a good idea to be a spy so frivolous. Forget it, I'll tell you. I'm ......," she paused, "the 'Vampire Slayer,' who only comes out at night, Bruce Wayne." ”

"Only at night...... are you a vampire too?" asked the Major.

"Ah...... Half-vampire, I guess so. She then transforms into a bat, "All half-vampires hate the undead." During the day, you can't see Balus. ”

"Did you make that phantom sound just now?" Hull had another question he wanted answered.

The woman transforms back into a human: "yes. That's a good ploy, isn't it?"

"It coincides. Hull replied with a smile - it took him a moment to remember that the other man should not be able to see his smile.

At that moment, the guards of the Thieves' Guild kicked open the door and rushed in.

"We've been alerted! what's going on here...... Wait a minute, the watcher is dead?!Who did it?"

The five humans in the room laughed out loud in response to the group.

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The two, who were no longer in the mood to do intelligence trading, quickly took their leave and left in a small boat.

"Tonight's harvest is actually not small. On the way back to the station, Clad concluded, "At the very least, we know that Radetz Govar may be plotting rebellion." This requires further investigation and monitoring. ”

"Ahh The major snorted, not knowing whether he heard it or not.

"Then there's the mysterious Lich, which deserves further investigation. Those two Royal Security and Pioneer Party guys are definitely going to change locations, needless to say. ”

"Hmm. ”

"What the hell is the woman who can counter the lich magic? ”

"Hmm. ”

"Also, the deceased is indeed a member of the Thieves' Guild...... Who exactly is the person who sells the information? ”

"Oh. ”

Lieutenant General López glanced at him coldly. "Look, Miss Balus has just passed. ”

"Where?!" Hull jerked his head up, looking around.

"Just a joke. Please concentrate, Major. There was no joke in Clad's tone, "You have to be a target worthy of infiltration by 'extraordinary means' before you can be." I have high hopes for you. ”

The Major shuddered, and hurriedly returned to his task.

Hel Tedwood once believed that intelligence work was a despised underdog for real soldiers. But from this night on, he vowed to be the first-class, nay, best intelligence officer.

Better than Balus Yui. When they meet again one day, he doesn't want to be despised by the other party.

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"Lady Fortila, this is your payment for the sale of your information. The waiter, with a plate containing a money bag, waited where she had left.

"Thank you. Bonnie Seiffel took the purse. The money bag is heavy.

At the very least, now that she knew that her opponent was related to the undead, it would be much easier to search for them in the future. You don't have to have intelligence to sell, you can set a trap and catch your prey once in a while. To borrow the voice of the spokesman, it was the right decision.

Thinking of this, she smiled with satisfaction.

"However, it seems that the transformation technique really affects the personality...... Use with caution in the future. ”

Although she quite likes the fictional identity of "half-vampire Balus Yui". It's exciting, a very personal identity, much freer than Bonnie Sefir.

Tomorrow should be a good day as well – it's finally time to start making thorough preparations. The first step is to investigate all the undead...... She has investigative tools that are ahead of her time, doesn't she?

Bonnie transforms into a bat again and flies back to her mansion.

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