My Alter Ego’s Path to Greatness - Chapter 9

Fragment of the Immortal King (2)

I made eye contact with the warlock guarding the entrance.

He was a friend who helped me greatly in gathering information along with Zeraf.

[hello? The weather is really nice today, isn’t it?]

I greeted them with joy, but what came back was a cold look away.

As soon as I said anything, I started running away without even looking back.

[No, if you ignore me like that, you will get hurt.]

To soothe my feelings of disappointment at the cold response, I looked around at the trustworthy friends who were with me.

[Heah …]

Dalk — Dalk —

The Endead of Death, and the glow of the dark passage of the dark, and hundreds of light emitting luminously.

The silhouettes that appeared at first glance were all unusual, and their powerful appearance was nothing short of dependable.

‘Hmm… they do look a little scary.’

But no matter how threatening my friends looked, I couldn’t forgive them for discriminating against people based on their looks.

The inside was more important than the outside.

And I was confident inside.

‘If it’s just my skull, it’s a handsome enough head. The bones also fell smoothly.’

[Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk

! When did we get this far?! “Get away from me!”

pop-!

The warlock who was running away was surrounded by ghosts that protruded from the bottom of the building’s entrance door, so he could no longer run away and began to fight.

In fact, I had no intention of sending it from the beginning.

Because I was planning to destroy all the warlocks and minions in this town.

I immediately ordered all the undead under my command.

[Kill all the humans in this village. Don’t miss a single one.]

I wasn’t even worried that an innocent person might be caught.

After evolving into a demilich, my ‘vitality detection’ ranged over the entire village, and I was even able to detect the dark magic of the beings within it.

There is no innocent person alive in this village.

[Keeeeek—!] Click,

click, click!

Hundreds of undead behind me were released into the village, past the warlock at the entrance.

We will surround them from the outside and attack from the inside to prevent them from escaping.

Grumble—bang!

“Ugh… I’m in a place like this…! To these guys!”

The warlock, trapped in the midst of the undead, was struggling to survive, mobilizing all his magic.

And I adjusted it appropriately so that it could use all its abilities and swarmed it with undead.

It wasn’t particularly considerate. Rather…

growling—

[Hmm… Is it like this? “It’s not that difficult.”

I muttered, looking at the black flame burning on my hand.

“Evil Wisdom” granted him absolute understanding and talent for black magic.

However, since the ‘knowledge’ to use it was not directly imparted, it was necessary to learn it separately.

The barrier at the entrance to the secret passage could be broken through direct contact and understanding, but other black magic cases are different.

[Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

!

And here was a great teaching material.

I watched the undead being cut to pieces by black magic and soaked up all that practical knowledge like a sponge.

And “Evil Wisdom” not only allowed me to simply follow it, but also made me realize the ability to derive further improvement directions and application methods.

“Cough… Cough!”

I thought I had given him enough leeway to put pressure on him, but the warlock seemed to have reached his limit because he was using magic too hard, and he vomited blood and collapsed.

‘I think I’ve sucked everything I can, and it won’t matter anymore.’

I gathered my thoughts as I caught a glimpse of the warlock being buried by the rushing undead.

‘It was really lucky that I killed Zeraf in a surprise attack.’

It was impossible to face an opponent of that level with an elite skeleton.

Zeraf would have been on the same level as that warlock, so if anything had happened, he would have been destroyed without being able to do anything.

‘Now, the preparations are somewhat complete. Would you like to welcome a guest… or rather, a robber who stole your home?’

Kwaaaaang—!

The barrier surrounding the entire building broke and something flew in front of me and was torn to pieces.

One of the undead sent out earlier was the strongest Death Knight.

“You… how dare you…!”

Malcolm, an old man with a distorted and shaking face, entered the building.

He was wearing a black robe and was holding a skull staff in his hand.

I looked behind Malcolm.

I tried to pass the time by attaching all three Death Knights I had, but all I could see was fragments as they had all been hit.

I had already guessed it from the moment the connection was lost, but I couldn’t help but feel disappointed.

Even though it was in bad condition, Death Knight was a top-level undead that was difficult to obtain.

It was a waste of money to barely buy time, but there was no other way.

When I detected the entire village, I was able to understand the power of this old man, and I decided that the undead I had could only buy time.

So I needed time to get used to black magic before dealing with it myself.

[hello. Chief? It’s been a while since I last saw you. How have you been?]

“What?! “Who are you?!”

[yes? It’s me. I. Don’t you know me?]

You’ve already forgotten my face and voice, which is disappointing.

I scratched the skull with one hand and spoke in a voice that resonated with magical power.

[Well, if you don’t remember, I can’t help it… I was originally supposed to stay for two days and help with the village work before leaving, right?]

“Two days…? You are Hans! He must have become an elite skeleton, but how?!”

[Think about it yourself. Anyway, I ended up staying longer than I expected. So, I tried to help the village more.]

“Help? “What kind of bullshit are you talking about, bringing things to this point?”

Malcolm gritted his teeth and shouted, but I remained confident.

[Trash cleaning. We will clean up this entire village full of waste that cannot be separated and collected. Oh, you don’t have to be grateful. Shouldn’t people like us help each other? Hahaha.]

As I was talking, I felt proud and smiled cheerfully.

I never thought volunteering would be such a great feeling.

I think I should start doing volunteer work in the district as well. As an avatar, of course.

“…What on earth did you do with that ‘Fragment of the Immortal King’?”

‘Ah, is it this far? I wanted to be a little more provocative.’

I followed Malcolm, who was raising his dark magic as if he was going to attack at any moment, preparing my magic and scratching my head until the end.

[You mean this? Thanks to the village chief, I lost my heart. So I installed a new one using what I had in the warehouse. It’s still not good enough, but I have to endure it for now, so what can I do?]

Kwagwagwagwang—!

As soon as he finished speaking, black thorns appeared from the floor.

I reacted immediately and erected a shadow barrier around me to block the thorns.

And the moment when I counterattack by firing the black flames I just learned.

“[Finger of Death]”

Piing—

A black flash that stretched out in an instant.

The moment Malcolm’s voice was heard, the shadow barrier and the magical barrier around his body were instantly pierced, and his entire right arm was blown off.

[Tch… won’t it be embarrassing if I shout out the name of each skill while using the old man’s magic?]

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. [Hell’s Call]”

‘You seem like a pretentious old man.’

From what I understand, the magic system here focuses on building magical power, so there is no need to recite spells one by one.

If it’s a routine to help you concentrate, there’s nothing to say.

Clatter, clatter—

[Grrrr…]

The demons crawling out from under Malcolm’s feet and the undead under my command were tangled together.

Roughly lumped clay-like beings and bones bared their teeth to destroy each other.

As we continued to fight, we continued to argue constantly.

“Even if you take the ‘Fragment of the Immortal King’, is that barely enough? Do you even know what that is?! It wasn’t something that could just turn an elite skeleton into a half demilich. [Guidance from the spirit!]”

[Oh well! It was incomplete, so what should I do? Since I got this, I used it like this. If it were you, it wouldn’t have been possible!]

“All the hard work has been in vain, forcibly fusing unripe, imperfect fragments into a low-quality body. What efforts have I made…! [Chain bone explosion!]”

A loud roar echoed throughout the battlefield, and black flames and bone fragments exploded everywhere.

Meanwhile, the argument continues.

‘Hmm… Looks like they applied a final level enchantment to a wooden sword for beginners. ‘I feel a little sorry?’

Although it’s a lie. Actually, I wasn’t sorry at all.

“I don’t know how you survived its erosion, but I will disassemble your body piece by piece and use it as a test subject! [Broken Ectoplasm]”

As the destructive energy exploded, a black barrier was quickly deployed to block the attack.

But as I continued to hear the verbal abuse, I felt bad.

Jeokbanhajang is also an oily resin. In fact, anyone can see that this is the victim.

Also, it was annoying to add technical names to the end of every word!

Also, I was strangely concerned that only the last order had a different name! Be consistent!

Still, I am now slowly getting used to the high-level black magic that Malcolm uses.

Thanks to this, even though I went back and forth several times after my arm was blown off in the first attack, I suffered no additional damage.

Now that we’ve learned enough from Malcolm, let’s get this over with.

Quaaaang!

Black thorns erupted from the floor and rushed at Malcolm.

At the same time, a black flash of light emitted from him shook the defense shield, but he was no longer affected by the familiar attacks.

After exchanging one more spell, I confidently declared, pointing my finger at Malcolm with annoyance and resentment.

[I will kill you and avenge Alfred.]

***

Marcos was momentarily taken aback by Hans’ sudden words.

‘Alfred? Take revenge? Did you know anyone in this town?’

There was no way he could remember the names of all the villagers who had been sacrificed a year ago.

No, I didn’t even know in the first place.

Maybe it was the subordinate who was first dispatched to this village to gather information to find a suitable area for ripening.

‘If he was already acquainted with the residents of this village, then he sneaked in even though he knew from the beginning… Is he also related to the guy named Heinz who came to the village earlier? ‘What and how much do you know?’

I had a lot of thoughts going through my mind, but that wasn’t important right now.

Puhuaak— Boom!

‘He’s getting used to the black magic I use!’

The level of black magic used in counterattacks, as well as methods of responding to one’s own attacks, was rising rapidly.

It was getting to the point where it was becoming too much for this side to hold on.

‘A dumb worm who knew nothing about magic just happened to get powers by luck!’

There was no way an ordinary person could have grown so quickly in such a short period of time by becoming a demilich full of dark magic.

‘It’s clearly an abnormal learning speed. Is it the power of the fragment it contains?’

Marcos, who did not know the effect of “Evil Wisdom,” could only think so, but in fact, it was not a mistake as it was a skill obtained thanks to the “Fragment of the Immortal King.”

‘We can’t delay any more time here! ‘I give it my all, even if it means making other sacrifices!’

“[Oath of Destruction!]”

***

As I was pushing Malcolm, I immediately sensed a change.

Separately from here, the fierce fight that was taking place in the village turned sharply to one side.

This is because all the warlocks who resisted the undead I sent died on the spot.

Now, the only ones left resisting in the village are minions who use dark magic.

However, on the contrary, I could feel Malcolm’s dark magic, which had sucked the souls of the black magicians, being greatly amplified in an instant.

“[Crown of the Unholy] [Rest of the Dead]”

A black crown was placed on Malcolm’s head, the ground under his feet turned black, and the undead crawled out.

‘Ah… Phase 2? It’s nice to see new magic, but I wish it would end now.’

But I just looked at it indifferently.

《The entity achieved enlightenment through knowledge. Acquire the skill “Dark Magic.”

Malcolm seemed to think that there was still a chance to turn the tables, but it was already too late.

***

As expected, Malcolm’s struggles did not last long.

“Cough… Cough!”

I absorbed all of Malcolm’s dark magic and returned the magic that had blown off my right arm, blowing a hole in Malcolm’s chest.

“Ugh… so meaningless… if only the undead were left in me…”

It wasn’t wrong.

Although other black magic was of a high level, Malcolm’s specialty was as a necromancer who used the undead first.

It would have been a difficult fight if a huge number of high-ranking undead had not been sacrificed in the desire to quickly complete the ‘Fragment of the Immortal King’.

I looked around at the undead around me who were completely devastated after the fierce battle.

And then he squatted down in front of Malcolm, who had fallen on the floor.

[Are you crazy about the undead?]

“Hehehehehehehehehehe!”

Malcolm soon vomited blood from his mouth and died.

I was so frustrated that blood came out of my wide-open eyes.

[Tsk, it’s really just justice. [He must have been in good spirits.]

Just then, all the battles in the village ended and silence came to the village for a moment.

Now there is no one alive left in this village.

I got up from my seat and raised my head.

Due to the fierce battle, the entire ceiling was blown away, giving a clear view of the night sky with beautifully twinkling stars.

[Alfred… are you watching?]

I have completely completed your revenge, so now you can rest assured and sleep peacefully.

At that moment, the shooting star falling across the night sky felt like Alfred’s last greeting to me.

Or not.

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