After I died, my personal maid rebelled.

[That's amazing! I just came to my senses and found that my supporting character host was going through a high-difficulty plot in the early stages. It feels like I'm being upgraded to become the chosen one and a system.]

(Speak plainly, I don't have time to chat with you right now.)

[Host, please be vigilant. The plot has twisted to this extent; preliminary assessment suggests that the current world has experienced at least two timeline jumps.]

Twice... Oswald really wants to kick all those female protagonists in adult games. Aside from the one we already know about, who else has secretly changed the plot?

Oswald felt a pang of sadness. "Why don't you all just wish to become the Flash? I'm tired. Let's reboot."

[The past, which has not yet arrived, is itself an unpredictable future. Time enslaves all, yet treats all equally. The soul wandering in the universe is always...]

(Speak like a human!)

[The host will soon lose the foresight advantage. Given the current twisted nature of the plot, anything is possible, such as waking up to find a giant dragon in front of you.]

[However, please rest assured, host, the unexpected events resulting from plot twists are equally unavoidable, and the male and female protagonists are no exception.]

(Thank you for your comfort.)

Oswald entered the dilapidated city gate alone on horseback. The city was not large, but it seemed as if it had been pierced by some huge object, leaving a long trench three meters wide and nearly one meter deep in the ground.

Looking around at the desolate scene, the city was lifeless, with countless mutilated corpses scattered around, each with a look of terror on its face.

However, before he could even see where the ditch led, his warhorse became restless and began to rear up, trying to escape.

Is it coming...?

The moment the thought crossed his mind, a violent tremor traveled from the ground to the surface. Oswaldler tightened the reins, feeling as if he were on an ice floe in the middle of a vast ocean, with some enormous creature swaying and wandering beneath his feet.

Sweat dripped from his cheeks, and dust swirled and rose, like the earth's crust breathing heavily.

Oswald gripped his weapon tightly, and in an instant, the ground fell silent as a piece of white bone cracked open from the earth.

[This is offense, this is defense, this is the immortal python of mountains and rivers]

(Stop making jokes! And please, stop reading my memories!)

Oswald and the system have worked in perfect harmony for many years, and the rewards he has earned from completing countless tasks are also properly stored by the system through the virtual space.

Almost the instant the skeletons came into view, as Oswald's mind stirred, the system responded simultaneously, and the one-time item, the Five Thunder Exorcising Array, immediately unfolded in the sky!

Pale blue beams of light traced and danced among the dark clouds, and a magic array materialized. In an instant, the world changed color, and the ground beneath their feet suddenly cracked open, creating a deep ravine. Amidst the storm, a gigantic serpentine skeleton rose from the ground, and on those neat rows of ribs, a twisted and sinister army of undead crawled.

Boom!!!

Just as the immortal python revealed its mountain-like body, a divine lightning bolt powerful enough to cover the entire city struck down upon it!

The dazzling light emitted by the purple lightning could be clearly seen even by people hundreds of kilometers away, but it was, after all, just a prop produced by a supporting system. No matter how famous it was or how big the commotion was, its destructive power was still somewhat lacking.

Unfortunately, the system cannot allow a supporting character to defeat the protagonist.

The shattered bones of the undead fell like rain from mid-air, but the undead giant python was not greatly affected. It coiled its body, and soon new undead poured into its wounds, restoring its "skin".

[You're left with only hand-to-hand combat, host. This is already your most powerful item.]

(I know, stop talking nonsense and go look in the junk pile to see if there's anything useful left!)

Oswald dismounted, standing proudly with his spear across the empty street. There was no need to communicate with the system anymore; it did its best whether it was useful or not…

Perhaps Oswald was too insignificant, for the undead serpent did not immediately find anyone attacking it. It raised its head, which was larger than the city gate, and its empty, scarlet eyes locked onto the cavalry outside the city like eerie light.

The two sides launched their actions almost simultaneously. The undead python smashed through houses and rushed out of the city, while Oswald flashed and leaped onto its towering body.

One after another, skeletal arms surged toward Oswald as if in response. These undead, interlocked and attached to the giant serpent, went berserk the moment they discovered the intruders, emitting a piercing sound of bones grinding together.

A series of cold glints flashed as Oswald slashed along the spine, creating waves of white bones.

After clearing the space temporarily, Oswald seized the opportunity, stepped into the air, and swung his lance at the spine with both hands, unleashing a surge of wind blades that pierced deep into the spine.

Although it only caused a tiny, insignificant wound on its massive body, the immortal python still noticed him.

The snake's head suddenly changed direction, swinging its body and throwing Oswald into the air. Undeterred, Oswald quickly twisted his waist to adjust his body, dodging the snake's bite in mid-air. However, after landing on his spine, he was pierced through the flesh of his calves by pairs of bone hands.

With no time to do anything else, Oswald endured the excruciating pain and swung his spear, unleashing a barrage of wind blades that slashed down all the undead that rushed towards him.

He started running at full speed, and the snake head turned around even faster than he had expected. The man and the python fought fiercely inside the city, battling from the ground to mid-air, making a commotion that alarmed the cavalrymen outside the city.

Your Excellency... So this is how fierce and brave you are?

They knew this was not a battle they were capable of participating in, and they also knew that once the commotion in the city subsided, a victor would inevitably emerge from the ensuing chaos.

The cavalrymen were filled with mixed emotions, their eyes burning as they gazed intently at the battlefield. It was the first time they had ever experienced the feeling of being protected by their lord.

Oswald had no time to consider reputation at the moment. With his superior speed, he could indeed hold off the undead python for a while. He knew very well that dragons have their Achilles' heel and snakes have their Achilles' heel. However, the closer he got to that location, the more undead there would be, and the more frenzied the python would become.

He might have an easier time facing the Mountain Python in its true form, but when fighting undead creatures, he becomes the one who needs to worry about bleeding and endurance.

Having dodged the serpent's tail attack once again, Oswald, covered in blood, rolled and cleaved several undead creatures in two, coldly communicating with the system.

(Did you find anything useful?)

[There is a Lifespan Lottery Card. Host, would you like to use it? You might draw some high-quality items.]

(It's this kind of junk again... Just tell me, how many years does it need to live?)

With another burst of powerful energy, Oswald swung his spear with fluid grace, sweeping away the surging undead army like a whirlwind.

[Fifty years]

(...You don't need to treat me like I'm Japanese.)

[Host, please calm down. Do you see that thickest area of ​​the undead? That's not some so-called "seven-inch spot," but there's likely something strange inside.]

Upon hearing this, Oswald glanced at the snake neck that was hovering high in the sky, and indeed the undead there had thicker skin than in other areas.

However, since it's not his seven-inch mark, there's no need for him to break through it head-on.

The lance slashed downwards again, but this time Oswald aimed for the ribs.

With a clang, the blade pierced the air, and a long rib fell off. Oswald immediately grabbed the protrusion on the broken bone and nimbly jumped into the belly of the immortal serpent.

At this moment, the giant python's body was tilting downwards, and its abdomen revealed a scene resembling hell.

Steadying themselves, the undead looked ahead at the countless spiraling white bones. They all twisted their heads in a strange way, their empty eye sockets staring at Oswald.

It's like a cave full of heads and limbs, eagerly preparing to tear all the intruders to pieces.

But Oswald still saw the faint, dim light that flashed by in the distance.

Discarding the lance, which could easily get stuck in this narrow terrain, Oswald pressed himself against the python's ribs and slowly drew his longsword from his waist.

The giant python continued to roll, trying to shake off Oswald, but Oswald remained steady and motionless, even when he was hundreds of meters in the air and the undead were surging up in front of him.

A skeletal claw pierced Oswald's shoulder, and blood gushed out immediately.

His face was stained red with hot, bloody blood, but his gaze remained calm as he stared straight ahead, his hand gripping the sword hilt trembling slightly.

Finally, the second it took for the python to straighten its body, Oswald moved.

A mass of flesh and blood remained in the claws, and Oswald vanished from his spot in an instant, like an arrow released from a broken bow.

The wind pressure kept increasing his speed, and the sword blade had long since transformed into a cold light, flashing past and countless heads falling off in the blink of an eye. What followed was the avalanche-like shedding of the giant python's skin.

Corpses began to rain down from the sky.

This thunderous strike fully revealed Oswald's S-rank strength. The wind howled in his ears, and pieces of white bone turned into a white light in his dynamic vision.

The sword strike was so fast that the blade didn't even slash; instead, it directly collided with the ball of light. Even Oswald could barely make out that it was a fist-sized, purplish-black magic crystal floating on the giant python's belly.

With a silent strike, Oswald turned and, propelled by inertia, lingered in the air for dozens of meters before slamming hard into the giant python's ribs.

Oswald let out a wail and spat out a mouthful of blood. He instinctively grabbed the python's ribs, barely managing to stay upright.

With a sharp clang, the sword in his hand shattered instantly, while the magic crystal not far away seemed completely undamaged, still emitting an eerie and dim light.

Oswald stared blankly as cracks began to appear on the surface of the magic crystal, but they stopped spreading as Oswald's pupils trembled.

[careful]

The system's mechanical voice pierced his brain like an electric current. Oswald, still hanging outside, suddenly flipped over and leaped up, thus dodging the giant python's frenzied attack of slamming its entire body to the ground.

(Go find a weapon.)

The giant python's upper body rose into the air once more. Oswald wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and hurled the broken sword at the magic crystal.

The sound of metal clashing rang out, but the magic crystal remained unchanged.

The surviving undead crawled up the spine one after another, this time even more frenzied, lunging at the blood-drained Oswald one after another.

Unable to defend himself, Oswald could only frantically leap and dodge between his ribs. The giant python violently shook its upper body, and Oswald lost his balance, almost falling to the ground from the sky.

The system was still rummaging through the junk, and Oswald was furious. Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth again, clearly indicating that he had suffered internal injuries.

He hadn't expected the magic crystal to be so hard. You see, the destructive power of his attack just now could cleanly cut through a meter-thick block of steel.

Another undead pounced from behind, biting Oswald on the back of the neck. Oswald cried out in pain, then crushed the undead's skull with his other hand, urging the system to activate.

(After all these years, you've never rewarded me with any weapon?!)

system:……

[Host, there's one more card. Do you want to use it?]