The old man you see with your phone is highly suspicious.

Then, he seemed to become engrossed in the song, and the chains kept shaking, as if he was cheering for "Daigo" on the screen.

Xue's Law: "..."

Shocking! What to do if an old man in another world is obsessed with Japanese male idols? Need help urgently!

As the video ended, the old man sighed again. He seemed very melancholy, and an indescribable sense of sadness and loneliness washed over you. It was as if a lion was hiding in the holes of the hideous skeleton.

Xue Dinglu stopped talking and ate in silence, making the room extremely quiet.

Old Deng seems to have taken tokusatsu films seriously.

He genuinely believed that Daigo had saved the world and then smoothly retired to become a famous singer.

Indeed, although the old man was very defiant, he was very easy to fool; otherwise, he wouldn't have ended up as a "criminal with countless crimes."

Sensing the old man's melancholy, Xue Luding, to prevent him from getting into emotional turmoil, immediately asked, "What's wrong? Do you really like that man that much?"

"No, I just see a reflection of my younger self in him..." the old undead retorted stubbornly.

Xue rolled his eyes.

He knew that Old Deng was just being stubborn; he wasn't seeing his past self in him, but rather his ideal self.

An arrogant old man.

His lifelong dream was to end the undead scourge, save the world, and then retire in glory, watching his children and grandchildren fill his house and his family prosper. That was all he dreamed of.

But that's just a dream.

In reality, he became a sinner with countless crimes, his family was slaughtered, and he even failed to kill the Lich King.

Although he perished alongside the Lich King, the Lich King is immortal and will absorb souls to resurrect, and the Scourge will forever ravage his world.

He seems to have accomplished nothing.

Countless resentments, anger, and melancholy... ultimately turned into a sigh.

Chapter 4: Even with all their might, they could not defeat it.

Seeing that the old man was falling into emo and seemed about to go insane again, Xue Luding said, "You said before that you could send me into your world?"

The old man seemed to have recovered. He nodded and said, "I only managed to make brief contact with my original body two days after I arrived..."

With his explanation, Xue's law also became clear on its principle.

For some reason, the old undead's true form remains sealed beneath the Imperial Cathedral, while Xue Lude's body contains only his soul.

After tireless efforts, the old ghost finally made some contact with the original body and was able to attempt to use his soul as a medium to transmit Xue's Law through dreams.

Just like Xue's Law enters the consciousness space through dreams.

The reason Xue was trained with the Death Knight and the cane was to give him basic survival skills in the Empire.

“Let’s go, I’m ready,” Xue Dinglu said.

Although he harbored great resentment towards the old man for pulling him into the consciousness space for special training for dozens of days, the old man was still considered half a master.

Furthermore, the old man was truly generous, teaching Xue Dinglu all the martial arts and divine techniques he knew.

Although his Imperial Swordsmanship is only at a minor level and he only knows one divine spell, Holy Light, this extraordinary knowledge is priceless to him, a mere mortal.

It seems the old man doesn't have many days left. Xue Dinglu decided to help him fulfill his last wish in these last three days, as a reward for this extraordinary knowledge.

"Old man, we've agreed on everything we'll do this time," Xue Dinglu began to speak to the old man inside his body.

"The first target is the royal family, the second target is Julia's family, anything else?" Xue Dinglu continued to ask, "The Papacy and the Scourge? These are also your enemies, aren't they?"

Xue's Law is known to be the old man sealed by the Holy See, and solving the undead calamity is his lifelong dream.

Even though Xue's Law knew he couldn't accomplish either of these two things, he still asked anyway.

“No need. The Papacy defeated me honorably, and I killed one of their popes in the process. I don’t resent them,” the old undead said. “As for the undead scourge, that’s not something you can handle, so I won’t force you.”

Then came the more detailed planning and discussion.

Late into the night, Xue Luding had made all the preparations and said, "Let's go."

……

Holy Norton Empire, beneath the Eastern Cathedral, inside the Purification Chamber.

Xue's Law appeared a hundred meters underground, where the surroundings were eerily quiet and eerily bright.

The entire scene resembled an underground tomb, with a massive bone sword firmly embedded in the center of the tomb. All around were unidentified statues of gods, each radiating holy light that shone upon the bone sword.

The bone greatsword, though covered in flesh and blood vessels and should have been incredibly evil, somehow exuded a sense of holiness.

This bone-based demonic sword is the original form of the old man inside my body.

"Old man, I always feel that the Holy See doesn't want to kill you, but rather wants to purify you?" Xue Luding looked at the demonic sword that was both evil and holy, and its shape stuck in the stone made it look just like a holy sword for a future hero.

Perhaps the Vatican simply wants to eliminate the old man and retain only the sword's original power. After all, with their Pope dead, it would be a huge loss if they didn't gain anything.

They had no choice but to keep the demonic sword that the old man had transformed into, praying that it could purify the evil and preserve their strength.

If the plan is successful, the Holy See will possess a holy sword, the power of which can be passed down through generations.

Xue's logic quickly came to a pretty good guess.

He walked to the demon sword and grasped the hilt.

A familiar feeling washed over me, as if the sword itself was one with me, even calling out to me.

"What should I do? Can I just draw my sword?" Xue asked.

“Yes, draw the sword, and then we can be one, just like Daigo and Ultraman Tiga,” the old ghost said.

Xue's Law: "..."

He regretted letting the old man watch tokusatsu dramas.

Xue Dinglu reached out and grasped the sword hilt again. A cool sensation climbed up his arm. He gripped it tightly with both hands, as if he were completely unprepared, and without saying a word, he prepared to draw his sword.

The old ghost, witnessing all this, stared blankly at Xue Dinglu, seemingly unable to believe that he had simply accepted his words.

"Wait, you trust me that much? Aren't you afraid I'll take this opportunity to escape, kill you, and then take over your body?" The old undead couldn't help but say, looking at the reckless Xue Dinglu.

"Don't worry, I believe you, old man," Xue said, seemingly completely unguarded.

However, inside the consciousness space, the skeletal demon stared intently at Xue Luding, its indescribable loneliness and unease causing the chains to vibrate.

Xue's law knew that the old man had suffered trauma, distrusted everyone, and felt that everyone would betray him.

Xue Dinglu was just going along with what he said, that he could manipulate the consciousness space, and that if things got bad, he would just fight the old man to the death.

However, the old man seemed shocked by this undisguised belief, but after thinking about it, he seemed to realize that this child had, after all, lived in such a wonderful world and had become a person of light...

"Is this why I can never become Daigo...?" the old ghost questioned himself.

He probably realized that comparing himself to the person he admired, he was simply no match.

I lost... I lost in every aspect...

Even in this situation, should I still resort to such petty tricks?

The old ghost seemed to show a hint of shame and annoyance. He immediately said, "Release your grip. Don't try to use brute force. Drip your blood onto the hilt before trying to pull it out."

The old ghost put aside his grudges and finally believed in Xue's Law. His loneliness and unease disappeared, and he seemed to smile with relief.

I thought about how this child originally lived in an incredibly beautiful and peaceful world, and that it was for his sake that he risked danger to come to this rotten empire.

Accompany him into this dog-like world!

There's no need for me to be on guard anymore.

A child who can become light will never betray themselves!

Xue followed the procedure, and as the blood was smeared on the sword guard, the part that connected to the guard suddenly opened its terrifying eyes.

The eyeballs on the sword guard kept moving, narrowing into slits when they met Xue's gaze.

"Crack..."

The ground began to tear apart.

Xue immediately gripped the hilt of the sword and pulled it upwards with force.

The entire earth seemed to tremble, debris fell from the ceiling, the statues underground tilted to one side, and the cracks in the earth grew more numerous and deeper, as if to bury him alive underground.

At this time, the Cathedral of Holy Light is in a state of tranquility and peace. Countless refugees pray at the entrance of the cathedral, and after the monks finish reciting the doctrines, they will bring out a whole cart of local specialty rice porridge.

Anyone can receive rice porridge, but only if they can memorize the doctrine.

The refugees gave thanks for God's blessings while continuously reciting the doctrines.

In the end, only the Papacy in the entire empire cared about their lives.

But at that moment, inside the Vatican, the elegantly dressed Pope was furious when she saw the intelligence report submitted by her subordinates.

"We encountered a massive army of undead knights in Snowstorm City. Their terrifying charge was as powerful as a demon. General Julia fought with all his might but was unable to defeat them," the messenger reported from the front lines.

"The Crusaders have been wiped out, the Imperial Knights have been wiped out, and the undead army is only three hundred miles away from the capital!" With each sentence the Pope uttered, the hall grew colder.

Everyone fell silent, even the most conservative heretical knights had no intention of offending the Pope.

Chapter 5 You'll regret this!

"Your Holiness, there is more good news. General Julia has escaped and returned. The Empire still has a chance to rise again..." the messenger said.

"Good news? Ten thousand Crusaders, plus thirty thousand Imperial Knights, all wiped out? What good is it if he escapes? Forty thousand men! That's an army of forty thousand, with thousands of elites among them! Do you know that we're facing a threat from an additional forty thousand undead troops? Even forty thousand pigs couldn't have been defeated so quickly." The Pope's chest trembled with rage.

"On the other hand, at least it preserved General Julia's near-legendary combat power..."

"Oh, thank goodness, he's a good-for-nothing who can only run away. Twenty years ago, he was the one who led the army away and betrayed the general. Decades have passed and he's still only good at running away? I suggest your empire first select a general who can't run away!"

The Pope seemed to laugh in anger: "I've heard it all. In the Imperial Army now, there's a saying that 'whoever runs the slowest will be guilty of countless crimes.'"

"Pope Alora, I've come on behalf of the Empire to request troops from you. This time, we only need 1000 paladins, and we are confident we can hold off the undead army outside the capital..."

"Get out!" the Pope roared.

“Your Holiness, I represent the Empire, the Emperor! You will regret this!” the messenger said.

"I am the Pope!"