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Chapter 412 Allen and the Heavenly Court's Righteous Gods Have Internal Strife

"If you feel happy, then you have sex..."

"If you feel happy, then you can have sex..."

"..."

Allen frantically swatted at the fly with the fly swatter in his hand.

The swarming Parademons were no match for the combined attack and were instantly killed, contributing hundreds of experience points.

[Slay a Parademon, gain 420 experience points]

[Slay a Parademon, gain 420 experience points]

[Slay a Parademon, gain 420 experience points]

【…】

……

[Sufficient experience, Necromancer Lv30]

[Learned Skill: Undead Curtain]

[Undead Canopy Lv0: Creates a ten-meter radius area, granting summoned undead creatures healing abilities.]

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[Character]: Allen (7/10)

[Class]: Level 30 Necromancer

【Skill】

Undead Summoning: Uses corpses as materials to summon undead creatures.

White Bone Forging lv0: Promotes the advancement of undead creatures by continuously increasing materials.

Undead Curtain lv0: Creates a ten-meter radius area, granting summoned undead creatures healing abilities.

[World]: The Darkest Night

[Requirement]: Current profession must be at level 120 to be able to return to the original timeline.

……

Allen glanced at the class panel and clicked on the Parademon Corpse without hesitation.

puff!

Sure enough, a skeletal skeleton emerged from the body, wielding a cracked bone axe, and instinctively attacked the parademons beside it.

A crisp snapping sound.

Even the lowest-level skeletons cannot withstand a single, casual attack from a Parademon.

"Too easily defeated."

Allen was embarrassed, feeling that his basic skills were useless.

Suddenly, the Steppenwolf swung its sword.

He raised his hand and used a fly swatter to block.

Then, divine light shone forth, instantly summoning the gods of the heavens.

In an instant, the situation reversed.

Clang!

The bully, Celestial Lord, smashed a beer bottle into Steppenwolf's face, forcing him back several meters.

Looking at the numerous gods of the Heavenly Court, the Wild Wolf felt caught in a dilemma.

Now that the passage between the two planets has been established, there's no way he can escape back to Apokolips in such a sorry state; otherwise, Darkseid would have torn him to pieces with his own hands.

"Brothers, don't hold back, just beat him up for two hours as a token gesture."

Allen, holding a fly swatter and pointing it at Steppenwolf, looked every bit the tough guy.

"Kill him with a hammer!"

Of course, Allen's methods were ignored by the gods, and only the neurotic Emperor could be effective.

In an instant, they split into two groups. One group, led by the Heavenly Emperor, gathered lawless elements including the Heavenly Venerable and the Heavenly Lord, and openly committed a violent gang attack on the visitors from Apocalypse Star.

Meanwhile, the gods, including the Star Lords, did not hesitate to block the demon army.

However, Allen stuffed the fly swatter into the back of his collar and rubbed his hands together expectantly, saying, "I'm a cheater, I can reach max level again while lying down."

Since he has hired thugs, Allen doesn't personally go into battle to gain experience anymore.

As the experience points kept increasing, the experience bar grew at a visible rate.

Summon the undead.

Once the skill is used.

A white skeleton was born from the corpse.

However, this time the skeleton was wielding a bone sword that looked like a kitchen knife, and its bones were covered with cracks, as if they would shatter at the slightest touch.

Within the eye sockets, two hazy, gray flames must be the soul fires of the dead.

"They don't seem like natives of the underworld."

Allen had previously visited the underworld and seen what the native undead looked like, possessing considerable intelligence.

When the hand touches the skull, an information panel pops up.

……

[Race]: Undead

[Class]: Tier 1 Skeleton Soldier

[Skills]: Swordsmanship lv0, Heavy Slash lv0

……

"Is this guy about to level up?"

Allen turned to look at the skeletons on his panel, then at the corpses scattered on the ground, and suddenly realized, "So I'm an unorthodox mage who plays with bones."

"Bone Forged!"

He pointed to the body beside him and shouted loudly.

After a long while, the corpse remained a corpse, and Allen, awkwardly stuck in the same position, scratched his head, wondering, "What went wrong?"

"Little skeleton, come here for a second."

Allen beckoned to the dazed skeleton soldier and ordered him to stand next to the corpse.

"Bone Forged".

In an instant, the corpse rapidly dissolved, and a gray light entered the skeleton soldier's body.

As the gray light stopped, the cracks on the skeleton soldier's body decreased significantly, and the soul fire in its eye sockets intensified slightly.

Allen couldn't help but boast, "I'm a genius."

Corpses are everywhere, so there's practically no need to put in the effort to collect materials.

In reality, during peacetime, the necromancer is a rather useless class.

Obtaining the body was a problem; it was impossible to become a gravedigger.

Moreover, Allen was unwilling; due to his fear of dirt and stench, he preferred to only level up from beginning to end without using the necromancer skills.

Nowadays, with countless Parademon corpses, there's no psychological burden involved in using them.

The corpses were used as raw materials for refining.

Suddenly, the skeleton soldier's bones cracked, and his original height of 1.6 meters became about 1.7 meters.

So much so that the cracks had disappeared, revealing the clean, flawless white bones.

"A second-tier skeleton swordsman, with an extra skill, awesome!" Allen exclaimed excitedly, smugly adding, "It feels like I'm playing a raising simulation game. It's a pity, it would be great if I could summon a banshee."

However, it seems to only summon skeletons.

It took ten corpses to complete the undead's advancement.

Looking around the battlefield, hordes of Parademons were pouring down from the Crystal Dome, so there was no need to worry about materials.

Steppenwolf was extremely frustrated; with more than a dozen opponents holding him back, he couldn't get close to Allen at all.

The remaining gods cleared a vacuum, allowing Allen to concentrate on studying the skeleton.

"Let me see your limits."

The skeleton swordsman, who had advanced to the second tier, still looked dull, but his movements were much smoother, and he obediently followed Allen's orders.

One, two, three...

After the fusion of thirty corpses, the second advancement was finally achieved.

The third-tier skeleton swordsman gains an additional skill: White Bone Sword Aura.

"So handsome."

Allen looked at his masterpiece. The skeleton swordsman was already 1.8 meters tall, with many more bones, making it look like a suit of bone armor.

"Little White, kill him and get your first blood in your undead career."

Allen pointed to the Parademons that had broken through the defensive perimeter not far away.

The next moment, the skeleton swordsman unleashed a pale sword aura with a stylish gesture.

puff!

Click...

The skeleton swordsman shattered on the ground.

The white bone sword energy failed to penetrate the demon-like armor's defenses at all, closing in in an instant, its sharp claws shattering the skeleton swordsman's body.

"Ah... my skeleton swordsman."

clap clap clap...

Allen used a fly swatter to beat up his undead creatures in revenge.

"It seems that the third-tier undead isn't very effective. Let's try raising a fifth-tier undead."

Then cast Undead Summoning on the still-warm Parademon corpse on the ground.

However, this time, a different kind of skeleton was born.

"A generous gift of crab, a skeleton archer."

The slender skeleton archer possesses not only archery skills but also the ability to replenish bone arrows.

There are a total of ten bone arrows per day. A certain amount of bone needs to be filled into the quiver, and the required bone arrows can be generated automatically.

Tier 2, ten corpse materials.

Tier 3, 30 corpses as materials.

Tier 4, one hundred corpses as materials.

Tier 5, 300 corpses as materials.

In no time, he advanced to the fifth-tier Bone Archer, gaining as many as six racial skills.

In terms of appearance, there are significant changes. Not only has the bone bow been transformed into an exaggeratedly powerful bow, but the Netherworld Arrows have replaced the normal attack, and the ordinary bone arrows in the quiver have been replaced with explosive bone arrows.

call out…

Bang!

A bone arrow, as white as jade, struck a demon-like creature in an instant, piercing its chest before exploding.

Ordinary arrows of ghostly energy still cannot cause any damage.

"In that case, the Parademons' level should be very close to the sixth tier."

In fact, fifth-tier undead creatures are already quite agile and seem to possess a bit of intelligence. This can be seen from the fact that they tilt their heads to observe whether the Parademons are truly dead. As their tier increases, their intelligence also increases.

However, the strength of the Bone Archer is no less than that of an ordinary hero.

However, Allen did not give up.

The corresponding bone alchemy level increases, reducing material requirements and increasing the probability of causing undead creatures to mutate.

Tier 6, 800 corpses as materials.

Tier 7, 2,000 corpses as materials.

Tier 8, 5,000 corpses as materials.

Tier 9, 10,000 corpses as materials.

Finally, the White Bone Refinement reached its maximum level.

……

[Bone Forging Lv.10: Reduces material requirements by 50%, increases mutation probability by 25%.]

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[Race]: Undead

[Class]: Ninth-Tier Silver Bone Arrow Master (Mutant)

[Skills]: Archery Lv0, Bone Quiver Lv0, Netherworld Arrows, Consecutive Slash Arrows Lv0, Arrow Rain Lv0, Earth Escape Arrow, Swift Movement, Bow Tactics...

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"It can be upgraded!"

Allen looked at the skeleton with a completely silver-white skeleton, its soul flames were also silver, and it had a row of archery skills. It was simply too amazing, completely like a mobile artillery platform.

"I wonder if it can be upgraded to a Golden Legendary."

As long as one can advance, there is no intention to stop.

This is entirely due to the fact that the number of Parademons is in the millions.

Tier 10, Silver Bone Arrow King.

Eleventh rank, Silver Arrow Lord.

Twelfth rank, Silver Arrow Emperor.

Thirteenth rank, Golden Bone Arrow Master.

Fourteenth rank, Golden Bone Arrow Saint.

Fifteenth rank, Golden Archer God.

"It seems that the fifteenth level is the end."

Looking at the golden arrow god, there is no sense of deathly terror; on the contrary, it gives people a sense of noble holiness.

The surface of the golden bones is covered with intricate and dazzling patterns, with no gaps between the bones, resembling a set of golden divine armor.

"Praise be to my master."

The golden soul flame flickered, transmitting a mental connection.

"Big Gold, can you speak?"

Allen asked with great interest, "Could you give me a bone? I'll sell it to pay back the money."

"..."

The Golden Arrow Divine Soul Fire paused for a moment, completely unaware that its master was spying on its golden bones.

"Master needs gold. I can conquer the world for you and command slaves to mine gold day and night."

Of course, the Golden Arrow God wouldn't want to be missing a single part of his body, since there was nowhere to find a replacement for his golden bones.

"Wow, conquering the world!?"

Allen scoffed, "Tch... I have no interest in protecting a world plagued by disasters."

"..."

The master seems to have a very strong personality.

The anthropomorphic golden skull conveys a sense of shock.

"I want to build an army of golden skeletons."

In a flash, Allen forgot about the golden bones and began summoning even more undead creatures.

puff!

Skeleton Swordsman.

puff!

Another skeleton swordsman.

puff!

It's still a skeleton swordsman.

puff!

Then there was a skeleton swordsman.

"Holy crap, is there a chance that special skeleton soldiers will appear?" Allen couldn't help but ask curiously.

The summoning continued unabated.

Finally, on the tenth head, a unique undead skeleton appeared.

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[Race]: Undead

[Class]: Skeleton Mage

[Skills]: Meditation lv0, Netherfire lv0

……

"Oh ho, I've summoned a mage."

There is a one in ten chance of summoning a variant undead.

Allen simply kept the Undead Curtain open and began large-scale summoning.

Enveloped by hundreds of corpses, a series of cracking sounds followed, and a legion of skeletons with stark white bones appeared.

"Skeleton cavalry, skeleton warriors, skeleton scouts, skeleton spearmen... Am I going to build a skeleton war legion?"

Allen pondered seriously, "Who can I conquer? What is there that's worth conquering?"

The answer is no.

"I hate conquering the world the most."

"I just want to be a mental patient in peace."

"Why are you forcing me?"

The skeleton army, which had been swaying precariously, all silently gazed at Allen.

Who forced you?

Who let you conquer the world?

We are just fragile skeletons, damn it!

Okay, it's totally an Allen fantasy.

He got too caught up in the protagonist's world and felt he should build a grand empire.

"That stupid author forced me."

"I'm being pressured by 100,000 paying readers."

"You're all forcing me."

"I will not let you have your way."

"..."

Allen clutched his head and roared, as if caught in an internal struggle.

"What is this idiot doing?"

"Who knows? I guess he's having a relapse."

"One hundred points, one hundred points! He acted just like a tragic male lead."

"Pah, you idiot."

"..."

The celestial gods, caught up in the battle, noticed Allen's erratic behavior and couldn't help but feel bitter. How did they end up with such a host?

Suddenly, Allen abruptly raised his head, a wicked smile playing on his lips.

"If I can't escape it, I'll become completely corrupted."

"I am the natural disaster."

Bang!

A glass bottle shattered beside him, startling Allen so much that he lay down on his side to avoid it, looking pitifully at the tyrannical Heavenly Lord.

"Have you said enough? Can't you let people concentrate on fighting?"

The bully, holding a beer bottle and threatening to smash it, said, "If you howl again, I'll blow your head off."

"They were just expressing their emotions."

With teary eyes and a pitiful expression, Allen said, "You're so mean, you won't let me speak."

"Holy shit, I'm going to blow his head off! I'm going to blow his head off! Don't stop me! Don't stop me!"

Such disgusting hypocrisy was intolerable to the bully, so he completely ignored Steppenwolf and gave Allen a lesson with a murderous look.

"Celestial Venerable, please calm your anger."

"Don't bother arguing with a madman like me."

"If someone is already mentally unstable, and you do this to them, they might become unable to take care of themselves."

Seeing this, the star deities rushed forward to stop them, offering kind words of advice to calm their anger.

However, when Allen got carried away, he didn't even spare the righteous god he had raised. With his hands on his hips, he shouted, "Let him come over here. One-on-one duel. Anyone who calls for help is a wimp. This handsome guy will pull out the Python's Calamity and give you a set of five lightning whips."

"Knock on your mother!"

Enraged and berserk, the tyrannical Heavenly Venerable accidentally released the wine bottle from his hand.

It slammed into the forehead of the Geometric Shape Heavenly Lord, who was watching the spectacle with a thud.

"You son of a bitch, you smashed my things, damn it, even if you're a higher-ranking deity than me, I'll still teach you how to calculate geometric figures."

The Geometry Lord, holding a triangle ruler in each hand, was seething with murderous intent, eager to get revenge.

"Give me some face, don't fight anymore."

Allen put on a nice guy act, putting on an outsider's demeanor: "We're all brothers, it's bad for harmony."

"Get the fuck out of here, you idiot! Say one more word and I'll gouge your eyes out."

The enraged Geometry Lord, in his fiery temper, showed Allen absolutely no respect.

(End of this chapter)