My mod ruined the otherworldly art style.

As more and more of the power of death was purified, the entire undead barrier began to falter.

Lacking sufficient support, it first cracked and then shattered.

The entire village was once again exposed to the six purple moons.

"What? The barrier of the Eternal Resting Stele Forest has been broken?" The gravedigger stared wide-eyed, his face full of disbelief.

He originally thought that with the massive amount of death power stored in the underground palace, he could easily wear down this traitor.

Surprisingly, the underground palace lost.

His rationality returned, but he looked dejected, feeling that he had failed the Lich Lord's trust.

Let the glory of the eternal sleepers be disgraced.

This shame, which will accompany him for all eternity, is something he can never wash away.

Just as the gravedigger was repenting.

Adria led the orcs to surround him.

He offered some words of compassionate advice:

"Lay down your weapons, gravediggers."

"Only by receiving the baptism of holy light can your soul be liberated."

"No longer tormented by death, I can now enjoy true peace."

The saintess extended her radiant hand, intending to help her former colleague find peace.

But this action only earned the gravedigger's boisterous laughter:

"Hehehehehehahahaha!!!"

"The Screaming Banshee, you're quite pleased with yourself, aren't you?"

"You want to purify me? Sure, come on then."

He grabbed the saintess's hand, and his entire demeanor changed dramatically.

A large amount of green light quickly spread all over his body.

Soon, the character for "death" from another world appeared on his forehead.

Adria only glanced at it before she couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"Gravedigger, you're actually going to detonate your own immortal mark? Don't you want to be resurrected?"

The gravedigger, his expression crazed and ferocious, revealed a cold face.

"Resurrected? Do you think I'd even have the face to be resurrected?"

"Do you really think I'm a traitor who would betray my own side?"

"I, who have committed such a heinous crime, do not deserve forgiveness, and neither do you, traitor."

"So let me take your soul with me, hahahaha."

The gravedigger's body began to crack, and a chilling green light emanated from the cracks.

It's clearly on the verge of self-destruction.

At this critical moment, a childish voice rang out:

"This isn't right~, this isn't right~, let's all fly away~."

The gravedigger, who was about to self-destruct, suddenly felt his body freeze, and his body, which was originally about to self-destruct, became uncontrollable.

He felt his consciousness leaving his body.

It was as if they had been liberated and ascended to heaven.

This incredible experience made him look down.

He then discovered that his body had fallen to the ground, while his consciousness had transformed into a cylinder and was rapidly ascending.

Confused, he couldn't help but yell, "Aaaaaah, what's going on?"

"Where am I going? Can anyone tell me? Where am I going?"

Why did I become like this?

"I don't want my death poem to end like this."

His shouts went unheard, becoming increasingly indistinct as the distance grew farther away.

On the ground, Dorothy, now in her mage form, slowly walked over.

She glanced up at the Gravedigger, now in rocket form, and muttered to herself with a cunning air:

"Since it's going to self-destruct, it naturally needs a good form."

"I think the rocket would be pretty good; it should be able to create a beautiful firework."

Her Majesty's soliloquy made the saintess, who had successfully escaped, feel quite ashamed.

She also raised her head and looked up at the sky.

I want to see what the final fate of the gravedigger will be.

The rocket soared higher and higher, soon reaching the same level as the mountain peak.

With his unwilling roar, the rocket composed of his soul consciousness and the mark of immortality exploded on the spot.

Brilliant fireworks burst in the sky.

It brought the first visual feast to another world.

Many people in the vicinity noticed this anomaly.

A few kilometers away in the coalition camp, four representatives who hadn't slept hurriedly left their tents.

Watching the fireworks slowly dissipate in the sky.

I couldn't help but wonder what had happened.

Meanwhile, on the cliff, Bone Lord, riding a bone horse, was also deep in thought.

I have a feeling that something might have happened in the village.

Just as he was about to go over and check, he noticed that the sky in the distance was gradually brightening.

The light of dawn is piercing the darkness.

The time for living beings has come.

"Hmph! That gravedigger, that piece of trash, how did he even complete his mission?"

"Does it really take this long to deal with a human alliance?"

"It seems that both he and the Banshee should be punished."

Enraged, Bone Lord spurred his Bone Horse to leap off the cliff and into the forest below, disappearing completely from sight.

As the sky grew brighter,

The dilapidated village has been restored to its original state.

Whether it was the cracks in the ground or the tombstones, they all shrank back into the earth.

All that remained was a devastated landscape and a ceremonial monument made of steel.

Adriana, seated on the sunflower platform, withdrew her gaze from the sky.

He stared at the gravedigger's body with a complicated expression.

The once arrogant and powerful undead warrior was now acting like an idiot, comparing his abilities with a "6+7".

His mouth was still drooling.

Clearly, the rocket's self-destruction took away his main consciousness, leaving only his physical body to survive in the world.

The saintess, who couldn't bear to see the other person suffer any longer.

Bathed in the morning light, we clasp our hands together in prayer.

"Lost soul, I, Adriana, in the name of the Father God's apostle, grant you true rest, Amen."

She made the sign of the cross on her chest and then used the Sunshine Salvation skill.

The gravedigger, who had become an idiot, was purified.

Under the holy light, the gravediggers, powerless to resist, began to melt away like ice and snow, quickly turning into a pool of black water that evaporated.

From that time on, there was no more gravedigger in the world.

"Phew~~,"

Adriana, having completed the purification, let out a long sigh of relief.

I felt both relieved and exhilarated; the battle was finally over.

"Little Leah, is the mission over? We should head back soon."

Sunflower with the goatee stroked its beard and winked at its companion.

His expression was somewhat amused.

"Hehehe, yeah, we can't stay for long."

"Little Leah, remember to enjoy the Light and Darkness Riot to your heart's content; it's a perk we're giving you."

Sunflower with the mustache had a somewhat lewd expression, as if he was expecting something.

Their behavior made the saintess sense that something was wrong.

Could it be that these so-called side effects have some other unexpected effects?

Is it not just a state of being drunk?

Huh? Wait a minute.

Have I ever been drunk? I don't think I have.

In the past, every time I finished drinking, it was already the next day before I regained consciousness.

She had no idea what happened during that time.

All I know is that I'll have more and more suitors.

Could this also be related to drinking?

Completely baffled, she wanted to ask, when she noticed the human coalition approaching.

Cyril, with over 500 soldiers, faced off against Dorothy's 190 orcs.

Although there was a significant difference in numbers between the two sides, it was clear to everyone that the orcs were stronger.

190 level 9 soldiers faced over 500 soldiers of varying levels.

It can be described as a complete rout.

"Ahem, I am Cyril, the city guard commander of Iron Rock City. Thank you for your help in fighting against the enemy of the living: the undead."

Cyril bowed, appearing very polite.

It perfectly showcases the authority of the city guard commander.

This made Dorothy, who was riding on Lu Bu's head, turn her head to look:

"Hmph, human, I'm not helping you, I just happened to run into you."

"These guys ambushed us, so wiping them out is like a post-dinner workout, Doro!"