Seeing dozens of sarcophagi being opened at the same time, and then crawling out of a dozen high-level undead with black miasma lingering all over their bodies and soul flames burning in their eyes, William finally felt a little bit like he did when he downloaded the dungeon.

A god-level authority who was perfectly mirrored from the local mythology of the Blackwater Swamp. This could be regarded as the first decent enemy he encountered after traveling through time.

The undead wearing a broken crown on his head and holding a ceremonial sword made purely of source silver rushed over first. The condensed undead magic spread like a spider web on the sword of extraordinary cost, stirring the rich flavor in the air.

The undead magic made a roar-like sound.

But the sword was blocked in mid-air by a dark halberd.

The same number of dark magic circles as the undead present appeared in the tomb at the same time. Clad in heavy black armor and with faint red light in their eyes, the Netherworld Knights rose from the summoning magic circle, and then rushed towards the nearest to them in unison.

of the undead.

Do you think you are the only one who can shake people up?

The legendary Netherworld Knights fought with the remains of the once heroic princes of the Blackwater Swamp. At the same time, a burst of shining thunder suddenly erupted not far behind William.

That's when Cass stood up. He clenched his thunderous fist and punched the nightmare maid who was about to take advantage of the chaos to run away.

When the shambling demon on the side saw this, he also moved his fat body to support his moon realm ally.

William just glanced at it, but had no intention of getting involved in the matter there.

Since the swordsman named Kass was a sacrifice in the King's Kou Ceremony, even if he was not in the main body of the ceremony, he should have been forcibly promoted to the legendary realm. A shambling demon and a nightmare maid should not be enough for him to fight.

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Of course, the biggest question is how he should reduce the huge hidden danger of becoming an authority and prevent him from evolving in the direction of disaster.

But this is not something that should be considered now.

Two dim black balls containing a strong curse were lifted up by William. The withering cold and the air in front of him solidified in mid-air. The next moment, lightning flashed, and he appeared in front of Simon.

The giant snake behind Simon opened its mouth filled with the breath of death and bit William's head.

Then its head was knocked crooked by William's backhand staff.

This staff has been equipped with more than ten triggering states such as [hardening], [shock], [evil-breaking], [weakness], and [explosion] in advance. In addition, William also used [Dragon's Power] on himself before knocking it out.

Strengthen the power of force.

Therefore, as a ball of colorful light suddenly exploded on the snake's head, this giant snake, which symbolized the supreme authority of the God of Death, Vera, was struck by this staff until its flesh, flesh and scales spattered everywhere, its skull exploded, and its spine became crooked.

"hiss……"

The giant snake suddenly withered, fell to the ground with a snap, and then turned into a shadow again.

The severe injury suffered by the giant snake connected to Simon's soul also affected his head. It was like being hit by an invisible boulder. His spine was tilted at a dangerous angle, and there was a bone-deep crack.

A wound appeared on his forehead.

The guy named Evelin in the Trial Seat loved to use this technique. She called this fighting method of first stacking trigger buffs on the magic agent with all her life, and then giving the enemy a sudden blow on the head as "Stand Fighting Technique".

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Later in the conversation, it was revealed that after she retired from the End Warden, she was hired as the chief training instructor by the War Mage Academy of the Kos Empire. It is said that she proposed to the academy many times to open this course, but she did not know whether it was successful in the end.

"you……"

Simon stared at William who suddenly appeared in front of him, but he only had time to say this word. The other party raised the magic medium in his hand and said to him:

"Since you claim to be the God of Death, from now on, I will only use undead spells on you."

An abyss-like quagmire appeared under Simon's feet, and countless pale hands stretched out from it and climbed onto his body, slowly pulling him into the abyss.

Divine level necromantic spell [Abyss of Oblivion]

In response, Simon calmly looked at the hand of the undead stretching out from the abyss, and ordered in the style of the God of Death:

stop

More pale hands climbed up, but his orders had no effect.

He looked at the magic chanter in front of him in disbelief.

From the moment Simon gained the authority of the God of Death, he could feel all the atmosphere related to the deceased in this land.

Whether it is directly related existences such as dead souls, corpses, ghosts, and resentful spirits, or indirectly related things such as the mourning of the living and the curse of the dead, he can feel it and can issue orders to them at will through his own authority.

Even the undead magic that fills this space flows according to his will.

But at this moment, he could not feel at all the existence of the countless hands of the dead in the abyss under his feet.

"All the dead should obey my orders. The power of magic is just a poor imitation of the authority of the gods. How can there be the existence of the dead that I cannot feel!"

he shouted in disbelief.

"Because you were wrong from the beginning. Tell me, what is the essence of necromancy?"

William looked at Simon who was slowly sinking into the quagmire and asked patiently like a teacher teaching a dull student.

But Simon just stared at the person in front of him, letting the invisible connection be established through the two people's gaze, and then he ordered:

return to death

The powerful soul attraction comes from Simon's eyes, which are as deep as the bottomless abyss. He wants to pull William's soul directly out of his body.

"wrong!"

Silver flashes of light instantly burst out from William's eyes, and a violent soul storm rushed along the connection into Simon's etheric realm, causing him to fall into a brief dizziness.

"Manipulating souls is the essence of storm spells. Think about it again, what is the essence of undead spells?"

William continued to ask patiently.

Simon is not a magic chanter. Apart from the contract magic related to the moon realm and the ritual magic that is closer to ancient witchcraft, he has no deeper understanding than ordinary people of the thirteen series of magic under the framework of the Star Law.

, at most I only heard Vincent mention it a few times occasionally.

William waited for a while, until half of the other person's chest was pulled into the abyss, and then he gave the answer:

"It's memory. The essence of undead magic is the control of memory."

"Memory? How is that possible?"

Simon, who originally thought that the other party was just insulting him before his death, couldn't help but raise doubts after hearing this answer.

Even though he is a layman who knows nothing about systematic magic, he knows that all magic related to memory manipulation is classified into the illusion category.

Necromantic magic is the manipulation of memory? What kind of imperial joke are you kidding?

"The corpse is the memory of the body, and the ghost is the memory of the soul. It is not your memory of the world, but the world's memory of you. To judge whether a necromancer is powerful or not, it depends on how well he can learn from this land.

How many memories can it awaken?"

As he spoke, William looked around at the undead beings fighting with the Netherworld Knights in the entire tomb, and then said:

"As the holder of the authority of the Death God Vera, all you can awaken are these memories floating on the surface of the world, and this is the limit of what this Vera's authority can achieve."

"Then what are the things that are constantly pulling me in at this moment..."

Knowing that his death was approaching, Simon's mood gradually entered a kind of liberated calm. He looked at the person in front of him and asked.

"Corpses turn into dust, ghosts dissipate into the breeze, and the world is constantly going back and forth every moment. Every wisp of air you breathe, and every grain of sand that makes up the earth, is transformed by the dead.

Facing them, you just need to be patient and you can awaken their power."

The swamp under Simon's feet at this moment is an abyss turned into countless forgotten memories.

"Can I ask you one last question?"

When the abyss reached his neck, Simon suddenly asked:

"Who are you exactly?"

In response, the man with gray hair and silver eyes looked at him and replied briefly:

"Presiding Judge, William Kane."

An impossible answer, an answer that probably no one would believe.

But Simon believed it.

He nodded.

Because since it is William Kane, it is reasonable that he will lose.

Before being completely pulled into the abyss of oblivion, the man asked him one last question inexplicably:

"Speaking of which, which memory do you most want to engrave on the world?"

The answer came to my mind instantly.

But he fell completely into the abyss before he could answer.

…………

The moment the other party asked this question, the former Duke of Thorns in Blackwater Province, the shortest King of Blackwater, and the short-lived holder of the authority of Death God Vera had the answer.

For everyone who falls into the abyss of oblivion, time here stands still.

They will stay at the moment of his sinking forever.

So the picture in his mind stayed on that night forever.

The night that made him make up his mind to fully embrace the power of the moon, the night that made him make up his mind to carry out the King Kou Ceremony and the Eternal Gift.

That night, Vincent returned to the Rose Palace holding a girl with black burn marks all over her body.

He had just carried out a secret mission in accordance with his own orders, a dishonorable mission.

An aristocratic family that firmly supported the imperial royal faction in the Thorn City court was wiped out.

After seeing the girl in his arms, he asked Vincent to keep the hidden danger with him.

If he really can't do it.

He would never forget the way Vincent looked at him.

In the end, he let Vincent hold the child and leave.

He recalled that it was the words Vincent left before leaving that day that made him completely determined.
Chapter completed!