Mystery: The Undead Don't Die from Linking the Fire

Chapter 170 is presented to you: A Fated Death!

The king, seated on his throne, gazed at the young man who had come before him, a pleased smile appearing on his face. He spoke gently:

"Edesak, my finest child, you've finally grown up. Come here, let me take a good look at you."

Edsack coldly gazed at George III, who still looked down at him from his high perch, and sneered:

"My dear father, do you still think I'm a child?"

King George III smiled and countered, "Isn't that so?"

"Of course not..."

Edsack sneered, about to utter a sarcastic remark about his naive father.

However, the next second, he suddenly realized that George III, who was sitting on his throne hundreds of meters away from the palace, had somehow appeared in front of him!

"No, that's not right!"

Edsack's pupils constricted sharply, and he instinctively looked behind him. Triss was still standing at the palace entrance, as were his two Forge Knights. It wasn't that George III approached him with his throne; rather, Edsack had somehow crossed the hundreds of meters and silently appeared just a few steps in front of George III!

Edsack suddenly turned his gaze to George III and exclaimed in surprise:

"You're not just Sequence Five; you've violated the three great covenants you signed with the Church of True God!"

Bound by the three great covenants, each king can only reach Sequence 5 at most. This is not specifically aimed at the Kingdom of Rune, but rather at the ancient covenants signed between the seven great righteous churches and the royal families of all the countries in the Northern Continent. These covenants are bound and supervised by the power of the righteous gods, and are almost impossible to disobey! It is precisely for this reason that Edsak dared to lead his people all the way to his father.

King George III's eyes revealed a loving expression as he softly asked with concern:

"As expected of my most outstanding child. If I had known it would turn out this way, I should have chosen you to inherit my throne instead of being a discarded pawn."

Edsack felt a chill run through him and was not swayed by George III's words; instead, he felt an immense sense of fear.

"Kill him!" he almost screamed at the Forge Knight.

Thump! Thump!

The two Forge Knights carried out Edsack's order without hesitation, trudging quickly toward George III on the throne!

Their movements appeared incredibly heavy, each step leaving deep pits and cracks in the smooth marble floor. Yet, their speed far exceeded what ordinary people could imagine. Triss couldn't even see their movements clearly; she only knew that almost in an instant, they had already charged in front of George III with shields raised, their greatswords slamming down heavily!

King George III remained motionless, not even glancing at the Forge Knight. He simply watched his son quietly, a faint smile playing on his lips.

boom!

A violent crash resounded, and the terrifying destructive force left a crater several meters deep in the hard ground of the palace. Cracks radiating from the crater extended for hundreds of meters, densely packed like a spider web!

The only minor flaw was that their target wasn't George III—it was purely an aerial attack. The Forge Knights who had been charging towards George III had somehow been transported to the plaza thousands of meters away. Another Forge Knight had been transported hundreds of thousands of meters in the air and was now in freefall.

King George III looked down at Edsack, whose face had suddenly turned deathly pale, and smiled:

"My dear son, we can finally have a proper talk without being disturbed."

-

In the lounge adjacent to the party hall.

Herwin Lambis walked to the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of rare wine that had been stored for a century, and poured himself a glass.

He slowly walked to the window, looked at the moonlight outside, picked up his wine glass, took a sip, and then squinted his eyes in enjoyment.

Just now, the palace was attacked.

Although no one in the hall was aware of this, Herwin Lambis, as a saint, could keenly sense that the 'order' had changed.

In the Northern Continent, the extraordinary methods possessed by the various royal families can all be traced.

For example, the pathways mastered by the Augustus family of the Kingdom of Rune and the Castilla family of the Kingdom of Feneport are the arbitrator pathways, or the 'judge' pathways.

The former royal family of the Republic of Intis, the Soren family, and the ruling family of the Fusak Empire, the Einhorn family, both possess the 'Hunter' pathway, which can also be called the 'Red Priest' pathway.

The reason why the paths controlled by the various royal families are so different from the orthodox churches that their countries believe in is largely because the paths controlled by the orthodox churches have a "blind future".

At Herwin Lambis's level, he had already learned some secrets. Therefore, he knew which pathways led to true godhood, and that extraordinary individuals along the same pathway could only reach Sequence 2 at most.

The 'Judge' path, possessed by the Royal Family of Rune, offers the possibility of ascending to godhood. This is because the position of true god through this path is currently vacant!

Of course, having the potential to ascend to godhood does not guarantee that one will actually attain it. This requires simultaneously acquiring uniqueness and three Sequence 1 extraordinary traits, but the Kingdom of Rune cannot do this because the Castile family of the Feneport royal family, which also possesses the 'Judgment' pathway, has one Sequence 1 extraordinary trait.

Unless the Kingdom of Rune uses all its power to annex the Kingdom of Fennepot and destroy the Castia family, it will never be able to ascend to godhood through the Arbitrator path, and will never be able to reach the 'Judge' of Sequence 0.

But this is clearly impossible. The Church of the True God would not agree to a war of this magnitude, as it would inevitably trigger a divine war. Moreover, the Kingdom of Rune does not have the ability to completely annex the Kingdom of Feneport, because the royal family of the Kingdom of Feneport also has angels of the Sequence 1 of the Judgement Path. The two sides are evenly matched, and neither can do anything to the other.

Therefore, the Kingdom of Rune had no choice but to find another way to ascend to godhood.

After more than a thousand years of history, the Kingdom of Rune finally saw a glimmer of hope in this generation, in the life of George III!

This king did not follow the Judge path controlled by the Augustus family, but rather the Black Emperor path, where the position of true god was also vacant!

With their help, George III bypassed the obstacles of the three covenants and already possessed a higher status. He was just waiting for the tide of the times to come so that he could smoothly ascend to the position that rightfully belonged to him.

At that time, the Psychological Alchemy Society will truly be "the work of God".

Of course, all of this is predicated on George III successfully ascending to the divine throne.

The sudden attack on the royal palace is most likely related to the recent "Great Smog of Backlund." Although the Psychological Alchemy Society didn't participate in that operation, being on the same side, they can at least know some of the inside story.

And now is precisely the bitter fruit of this failed operation – Edsack, who was abandoned as a pawn, has successfully escaped and even returned on New Year's Eve with his men to seek revenge against George III.

Of course, Herwin Rambis noticed all of this, but he had no intention of taking action.

Since this is, after all, an internal conflict within the royal family, it is neither appropriate nor necessary for him, as an outsider, to interfere.

After all, Edsack came with great force. What if he didn't know what was good for him and focused his fire on him and killed him first?

"The royal family of Ruen also has angels; a few demigods can't possibly turn the tide."

Herwin Lambis swirled his wine glass, taking leisurely sips now and then, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Regardless of the fate of the Ruen royal family, it's none of his business anyway; he can just watch the show.

Just then, Herwin Lambis suddenly realized that something seemed out of place in the room—

Something cast a shadow in front of him!

Herwin Lambis's pupils contracted sharply. Anyone who could sneak up to him silently must be at least at the same Saint level!

Without hesitation, his back bent slightly, and his body swelled up noticeably.

His pupils then narrowed, turning from pale blue to golden yellow, and his face, the back of his hands, and every inch of his exposed skin grew grayish-white, stone-like scales.

With a ripping sound, his white shirt, black vest, formal jacket, and straight-leg trousers were all torn apart, revealing the dragon scales underneath.

In an instant, Herwin Rambis transformed into an exceptionally large monster. Except for its head, which retained a human form, the rest of its body had completely mutated, resembling a gray-white dragon that had not yet fully evolved and whose body had not yet fully grown.

This giant dragon has two gray, skin-covered wings on its back, and its limbs are quite thick. The gray-white scales on its surface are engraved with complex and three-dimensional mysterious symbols that extend into its flesh and blood and outwards into the surrounding void, as if they are intertwined to form something that does not belong to the real world. Just looking at it can drive people crazy, distort their thoughts, and taint their spirits with all sorts of seemingly heartfelt ideas, making them want to tear themselves apart or destroy themselves.

This is an incomplete mythological creature form from the "audience" perspective!

For demigods who have not reached the angelic rank, in order to fight in the form of a mythical creature, they must have an extremely strong will and a very firm belief. Otherwise, they will not be able to control their tendency to go crazy and lose control, and will most likely lose their minds and truly become monsters.

However, the "audience" approach doesn't require this. They have "soothing" and treatments for the mind and spirit, so they are not helpless in the face of madness and loss of control. Therefore, as long as the battle doesn't last too long, they can use the mythical creature form whenever they want and return to normal whenever they want.

Boom!

The expanding dragon burst through the walls and roof of the house, causing the originally spacious house to collapse instantly.

Ugh!

A violent wind surged around the grey-white dragon that Herwin Rambis had transformed into, seemingly originating from reality, yet also from illusion.

They carried a certain will, blowing in all directions. Any creature caught in their grasp inevitably exhibited various abnormal states: some stood frozen in place, trembling; others blindly and irrationally fled to the corners of the garden; some lost control of their bladder and bowels, their legs collapsing weakly; some fainted and fell into a coma; and still others displayed fanatical expressions, becoming followers of the dragon.

This represents a qualitative change, stemming from the dragon's might in mythical creatures. It has transformed from a simple intimidation into a multifaceted form of mental deprivation!

Herwin Lambis stood in the courtyard, his huge golden vertical pupils coldly watching the figure inside the collapsed lounge.

It was a tall, slender woman whose entire body was hidden under a hood and cloak.

Her presence was so subtle, almost imperceptible, that if it weren't for the mistake in the shadow, he would never have been able to detect her existence.

Herwin Lambis stared at the assassin before him, who was stunned by the "mind stripping" technique, with a sinister expression, and sneered repeatedly.

The dragon's mythical form protected his body from threat, while the mind-deprivation area attack successfully deterred the assassins who had infiltrated his vicinity.

Now it's his turn to fight back!

Low-sequence Extraordinary Beings in the Audience Path lack offensive means, but at the Saint level, the Extraordinary Abilities of Audience Path Extraordinary Beings are absolutely the best among all paths!

Whether it's "mind deprivation," "mental storm," or "mental breath," all can pose a significant threat to saints of the same rank.

Herwin Lambis confidently spread his membrane-covered wings, flew into the air, and prepared to unleash his "Mind Breath" to completely destroy the assassin's mind and soul!

But just as he spread his wings, just as his enormous dragon-transformed body lifted off the ground, an indescribable feeling of weakness suddenly spread throughout his body, and he suddenly found that his movements had become incredibly slow.

"What...is...this...happening...?"

Herwin Lambis's soul seemed to have become stuttering, with words appearing one after another in his mind. He was now struggling to even think, and his soul had become incredibly weak without him even realizing it.

But he couldn't even see how the assassin made his move.

"Bang!"

The dragon's corpse crashed to the ground, creating a huge crater in the courtyard.

"So...I...am...already...dead..."

A flash of realization crossed Herwin Lambis's eyes; in the moment before his death, he seemed to finally understand what had happened.

But before he could finish his thought, his life came to an end.

Di Xi gazed at the enormous corpse of the dragon, her eyes utterly calm; this was not the first time she had done something like this.

She simply extended her fair hand as if summoning a friend.

As if sensing something, the black blade burst forth from Herwin Lambis's dragon body and flew back into her palm.

The black dagger, imbued with the destiny of death, had already branded Herwin Lambis with the mark of death the moment it entered his body. Yet, Herwin Lambis was unaware that his soul had already died; his body instinctively launched a counterattack, but this last gasp was ultimately futile.

A few glimmers of light seeped from the void, quickly gathering together to form a peculiar object.

It is the size of a fist and its shape resembles a heart, but its surface is covered with grayish-white wrinkles, like an alternative brain. On each wrinkle, countless symbols and strange patterns extend and penetrate into the surrounding environment, connecting to a world that is difficult for extraordinary people to see through other means.

That was the extraordinary quality left behind by Herwin Lambis.

Dixi felt that his master might need it, so he gently reached out and grasped the 'heart' in his palm.

Then, her gaze turned towards the front palace, as if piercing through the barrier of order to see the war unfolding. She seemed to see those figures moving swiftly through the shadows, crossing the battlefield of demigods and angels, rapidly approaching the main hall.

"Buzz!"

The black knife in his hand suddenly hummed, as if it sensed the aura of his destined death.

(End of this chapter)