Academic gathering with Lich colleagues

As a survivor of Hamlet, Kevin Borough inherited everything from Hamlet: the title, the lands, the family, and... the family's mad magic. Although he did not understand Hamlet's clan magic, as Hamlet's master, this mysterious power would automatically serve him, Hamlet's master.

The evil god's power that Sheriwu stole was obtained using this clan magic.

“Kevin, Sheriu is not your nemesis. On the contrary, you are his nemesis.”

“The power within him will serve you as his master. We can take away this troublesome, thieving power right here, right now.”

Kevin thought for a long time and confirmed it... Hmm... Sheriu's attacks were ineffective against him, and his power was even ready to backstab him at any moment.

"Then what do I need to do, Mr. Nameless?"

“Touch those tentacles, Kevin, let those tentacles touch Hamlet’s true master! When those tentacles completely cover you, you will…”

What will happen to me?

"You will become a follower of the evil god and seize all of Sheriu's power."

"???" Kevin was stunned. Was he going to cease to be human? Wait a minute, once he was separated from his human flesh and blood, his father would definitely kill him! Who wants to be covered in tentacles?! What about my social media?! I don't want tentacles! I want to stay human! I still want to have children!

Wuming didn't pay attention to Kevin's expression, but instead laughed and patted Kevin on the shoulder.

"Haha, don't worry..."

Kevin felt a glimmer of hope; the Nameless Man must have found a way to resolve the issue of the evil god's transformation.

Wuming said very seriously.

"Kevin, once you become an evil god, I'll immediately abandon the Silver Sage, worship you as my master, and become your loyal and fanatical follower, hahaha! How about that? Don't you feel like you've hit the jackpot!"

"Nameless, damn it."

Chapter 490 That's Ralf!

"Now it's our turn to fight back, Kevin!"

Wuming contracted his star field, drawing eight celestial bodies close enough to be within arm's reach. Then, he grasped the light blue sphere with both hands and plucked it off, a simple movement as easy as changing a light bulb. Suddenly, Wuming grabbed Kevin under the armpits and lifted him up like in *The Lion King*.

"Nameless, what are you doing!"

The nameless man lifted Kevin and placed him in the orbit of a simulated galaxy.

With a click, though no actual sound was made, it was an imagined sound in their minds. Kevin filled in the removed simulated celestial body, becoming part of the galaxy. Struggling in the air, Kevin began to revolve around the nameless object, accompanied by a slow rotation on its axis.

"The next battle is quite simple. I just need to smash you into those tentacles. Sheriu will be dead!"

"Go! Kevin, the Death Star!"

The simulated star field unfolded again, and Kevin Star was placed on the outermost edge. His speed continued to increase, and under the control of Wuming, he even created a circle of afterimages. Then, Kevin Star, like a meteor hammer held in Wuming's hand, launched a bombardment towards Sheriwu.

The rapidly forming storm distorted Kevin's features, his teeth chattered, and his screams followed the spinning trajectory forward.

"You nameless bastard!!!"

The nameless figure propelled the entire star field forward, crushing everything in its path as Kevin moved, his smile radiant.

"Kevin! This is for victory! For Lyle! You'll understand me! I've even thought of your evil god's prayer! Don't worry, the Andrei Cult of Fate will surely be carried forward by you and me!!!"

With an unnamed blessing, Kevin, in a spread-eagle position in the air, crashed into the eerie blue, writhing tentacles of Sheriwu, which were covered with blood-red eyeballs.

"Sink, bury."

The ominous deep-sea omen sang a melodious yet bizarre song, stretching out its twisted limbs covered in seaweed and barnacles. Around Sheriu, the scene shifted; the air transformed into ocean tides, and the land became the seabed. Kevin, swinging his weapon, suddenly slowed, and the crashing waves erupted around him, like a punch thrown into water, its force and speed dissipating.

A thin film appeared on Kevin's body—a giant bubble formed from air. This bubble also prevented the sea tentacles from contacting Kevin. The tentacles, like sea serpents, burst towards Kevin, then twisted their bodies and circled around the fragile bubble just before touching him.

Sheriwu unleashed its tentacles and charged toward the center of the star field, to the nameless location.

Sheriwu was outmaneuvered by luck, and having experienced a physical breakdown, he dared not try a second time. However, dodging a humanoid physical collision was no easy feat. Kevin had become an untouchable poison; the solution was to eliminate the quack doctor who had thrown the poison.

Kill the Nameless One.

The nameless creature clicked its tongue softly as it faced the tentacles.

"Tsk, has Kevin's fate turned against him?" In order to defend against Sheriu's attack.

"Come back, Kevin!"

The nameless creature retreated back into the star field, and retrieved Kevin's Star, which had been thrown into the sea, to use as a shield against the tentacles.

Sheri retracted its tentacles, leaving a soaking wet Kevin dangling in the air, staring at Wuming with a murderous expression. He had just been toyed with like a yo-yo, which was the greatest insult to Kevin personally.

"Kevin, could you please stop pointing the finger of fate at me? I'm on the same side..."

"Fuck your allies! Put me down! I almost drowned!!!"

"No, dear Kevin, you'll become an evil god, and evil gods can't drown!!!"

"Fuck you evil god! Fuck you nameless idiot! If you mention turning into seafood again, I'll lose my temper!"

Wuming finally abandoned his invincible tactic and put the furious young master down.

The situation has reached a stalemate.

Nameless himself lacked the means to harm Sheriu. Kevin, Sheriu's nemesis, was unwilling to sacrifice himself for victory, even though Nameless considered his so-called sacrifice a great favor. Furthermore, Sheriu could not directly attack Kevin, and Nameless could easily neutralize the indirect damage caused by non-evil god power.

Neither the Nameless One nor Sheriu could do anything to the other, and Kevin didn't want to do anything to either.

Finally, Sheriwu retreated.

“Your luck has exceeded my expectations, Mr. Kevin. No wonder you were able to stand by Lyle’s side. This time, it was my mistake. Carry your incredible luck and continue to live. Next time… I will find a way to end that luck.”

Before turning to leave, Sheriwu tapped his chin with his index finger. The once adorable gesture combined with his now distorted appearance created a chilling mental shock. Kevin endured the stomach pain and listened to what he had to say.

"Consider this your reward for defeating me. I'll tell you some information."

The wriggling strips of meat crudely assembled into a smiling face.

“There is a vampire legion in Loshutal, a corrupted legion of the Holy Light, one of the three main legions of the Crusader Wars. They should be heading this way now, yes, that overwhelming black cloud.”

"Furthermore, regarding Degonris, there resides the leader of this legion, one of the four archangels of the Holy Light."

"Mr. Kevin, are you ready to face the world's top powers?"

As soon as Sheriwu finished speaking, his body exploded into a pool of blood and flesh. The blood was greedily swallowed by the soil, and soon there was nothing left where he had been standing.

Kevin looked at the nameless man.

"Are we just going to let him go like this?"

The nameless man retrieved the simulated star system. He had been quite active in this battle, which accounted for almost fifty percent of his life's combat time. Although advanced magic research spells are known for their high output with low effort, they require a high level of proficiency in casting techniques. If it weren't for his naturally strong mental fortitude, he might already be meeting the Silver Sage.

"He let it go."

Sheriwu can take care of himself in time, and then Kevin will be nothing more than a fish on a chopping board.

However, there is an even greater threat at present.

"Kevin, you heard what Sheriu said just now, didn't you?"

"Hmm, an angel and the former Holy Light Legion. The angel is in Drogonris, and the vampire legion is on its way. We're going to face an entire Holy Light Legion. My Holy Light, it's just the two of us!" Kevin clutched his head in regret. If he had stayed at Andre Academy a few more days, he might have been able to gather some powerful reinforcements. Why did he just run away?

"What should we do, Nameless?"

As a result, Wuming covered his face and burst into laughter.

“Kevin, Sheriu is not a chosen one of the evil gods.”

Kevin was a little confused by the nameless laughter.

"and then?"

“And then, and then this entire region, this area ruled by vampires,” the nameless man said, spreading his arms wide, “is all under the hem of the goddess of fate.”

The nameless man chuckled, "Mr. Kevin, all you need to do is lift the goddess's skirt and let fate crush all these little bugs."

Wuming snapped his fingers. "Regarding that legion, Kevin, we have external support, very powerful, very terrifying external support."

"Really? I don't think I have..."

Kevin was interrupted by Wuming, who waved his index finger in front of the two of them.

"We have outside help."

"But I don't remember..."

“We have foreign aid. Repeat after me, Kevin. We have foreign aid.”

"We...have outside help..."

“That’s right, repeat after me a few times, we have outside help.”

"We have foreign aid..."

After repeating the year many times, Kevin convinced himself that he was no longer worried and his confidence returned.

Kevin walked with his head held high and chest out, continuing toward Los Shutal Castle.

"Alright, Nameless, let's move on and go support Lyle."

Nameless was pleased that Kevin had learned to anchor his destiny so quickly, and he smiled as he pointed out Kevin's shortcomings.

“Kevin, have you forgotten about Drogonris? There’s still one angel there who needs to be defeated. You’ve overlooked him, although finding such a powerful ally will probably be a bit difficult.”

Kevin scratched his head, looking at Wuming with a puzzled expression.

“I didn’t miss any. There are angels in Drogonris, but Mr. Ralph is there too.”

Wuming was stunned; Kevin's answer seemed a bit absurd to him.

"Kevin, that's an angel! An angel!"

“That’s Ralph, after all.”

"I know that human has some abilities, but angels, messengers of God, the pinnacle of the Holy Light's power, the rulers of this era, the supreme force—do you understand?"

“That’s Ralph, after all.”

Wuming was getting a little anxious.

"Do you have some misunderstanding about Crusader leaders? Take the legions as an example. It's not the legions that make their leaders, but the leaders that make their legions. Do you understand? A single angel is more troublesome than an entire legion without a leader. Legions are the wings of their leaders; without wings, a leader can still kill!"

“That’s Ralph, after all.”

"Kevin, you're so stubborn! How could a human possibly stand up to an angel!"