I, the undead, save the world with the dolls

"I can't say now. But I hope to get your assistance, the assistance of everyone here, at some point in the future." Sun Yang said his words.

"Even if you suddenly say this..." Bradley still looked a little uncomfortable accepting it.

"I will use my strength to prove the credibility of my words. I will not let you work in vain." Sun Yang said.

"If you can really bring their equipment, I will consider listening to your words." Bradley didn't say much. On this continent, respecting the strong is the only way to survive. If Sun Yang is really that strong, then Bradley will definitely consider Sun Yang's words.

Very good. This way, we should be able to obtain future undead reinforcements. Sun Yang nodded gently, declined the undead's requests to stay, and left the building.

Next, it’s time to deal with the remaining Blood Cult debris.

515 Salva's Observations (IV)

Sun Yang was still holding the spiral sword. About ten minutes after he left, he saw the red spirit who had led the way earlier coming out from behind a nearby mountain wall.

"Did the conversation go well? Does this match your expectations?" Hong Ling greeted him and slowly walked over to Sun Yang's side. He glanced behind Sun Yang cautiously, making sure no one was following him before nodding in relief.

"There are quite a few, but they are no match for me. Your information is very useful," Sun Yang said nonchalantly, holding the spiral sword in his hand. "I want to hunt more undead, so I hope you have enough traces and locations... You will be worth it."

Hong Ling nodded with a somewhat grim expression.

The disparity in soul power frightened him somewhat. After all, Sun Yang's spells could easily kill him like a soldier. Hong Ling didn't think he was any harder than a rock. After being hit by the Sunlight Spear, he had no choice but to return to the campfire and cast a spell.

"You won't be disappointed. Please follow me." Hong Ling decisively led the way. Sun Yang followed closely behind, adjusting the weapons and equipment in his office so that they would be easily accessible in case they were needed.

Just like those undead who gather together need a campfire as their base, the Red Spirits, or more accurately, the remnants of the Blood Cult also need a campfire as their base.

Even though Sun Yang had been following the red spirit for a long time, the surrounding scenery remained unchanged. Sun Yang pulled out a motion sensor, took a look, and shouted to the red spirit in front of him, "Stop!"

"What's the matter?" Hong Ling trembled at the shout. He seemed really afraid that Sun Yang would suddenly attack him.

"I've been down this road before. How do you explain this behavior?" Sun Yang raised his spiral sword. He had previously understood the temperaments of most undead. Due to long periods of fighting in dangerous environments, everyone had a volatile temper and was quick to attack. A gentle question would be interpreted as a sign of caution and weakness.

"Just avoiding danger—" Hong Ling hadn't finished speaking when he saw his wrist being shattered by a soul spear. Sun Yang didn't bother to listen to his nonsense and fired a soul spear directly.

"Uh! Sir! Sir! Please listen to my explanation..." Hong Ling subconsciously wanted to take out her element bottle, but when she saw the spiral sword in Sun Yang's hand, she quickly put her hand down.

"Lead the way." Sun Yang still maintained his cold, violent and bloodthirsty image.

Hmm... that should fit the image, right? Sun Yang looked at the red spirit in front of him, who looked like he was about to piss his pants with fear. So why was this guy leading him around in circles? Was he really trying to avoid danger? What kind of danger was there in this map? He didn't understand.

The red spirit finally stopped causing trouble for the rest of the journey. He quickly brought Sun Yang to a remote cave. The smell inside the cave was not very pleasant, but most undead people didn't mind it.

After passing several forked paths in the cave, he suddenly found himself in a clearing. Sitting in groups of three or four, a dozen or so undead, both men and women, dressed in various styles, wielded various weapons. The only thing that was certain was that their souls were generally quite powerful.

In the center of the clearing was a burning campfire, and beside it sat a burly man. Before him lay a Black Knight's broadsword, its terrifying killing power illuminated by the firelight.

"Boss! I brought the person here!" Hong Ling stumbled into the room, and then quickly used a farewell crystal to let himself leave the spiritual state and return to his own world.

"Sit down. Let the campfire heal you first." The big man pointed to the campfire.

"..." Sun Yang looked at the campfire and the undead around him. They stopped whispering after he came in... No, not really stopped, but focused all their attention on him.

Although these undead tried to disguise their intentions, the feeling of being on edge was too strong. They were all staring at him intently.

Sun Yang immediately understood that these guys probably wanted to chop him up here, and then let him respawn at the campfire, and kill him repeatedly until he could no longer get up from the campfire.

But have you guys ever done this kind of business before? You're all staring at me with wide eyes, as if you're afraid I won't know you're planning to do something, right? I'd just kill myself and none of you would be able to find me... I can only say your professional skills are really low.

Despite this, Sun Yang still carelessly touched the campfire in front of him, refreshing his resurrection point. The calm man raised his head, stroking the black knight's greatsword in front of him, and looked at Sun Yang.

"I understand the situation. If you want to join, you can. Prove your strength. Go to the open space next to you and choose someone to fight. If you win, you can stay." The big man pointed to the open space next to him. He didn't say what would happen if he lost, but Sun Yang felt that he would probably be slaughtered to death.

But the place the big man pointed to looked very suitable for being besieged by everyone here.

"Perhaps you've made a mistake. Challenging just one isn't enough," Sun Yang stood up, his gaze sweeping across the undead around him. "I'll defeat all of you."

The big man's eyes widened with anger, and he suddenly raised the black sword in front of him, and the broad blade slashed horizontally towards Sun Yang. The Black Knight's sword was swung in his hand as fast as a long sword.

None of the undead who could walk here were simple creatures, and as the leader of this group of Blood Cult remnants, he had even more combat experience. No enemy knew that he could swing the Black Knight's greatsword in half a second.

Bang! Just as the big man had predicted, Sun Yang didn't even dodge. The black knight's greatsword embedded itself in his armor. The big man was extremely confident in the greatsword in his hand. It was the legendary weapon used by the knights under King Gwyn, who specialized in hunting demons.

No matter how powerful your soul is, can it be stronger than the demons of the Age of Gods? Ever since the big man got this weapon, he has never encountered anyone he cannot kill.

Even those demons from the Age of Gods could be slain, let alone armor crafted in Dolan Gureg...? The large man slashed with all his might, but the sensation of the blow felt off. It felt hard, unlike the softer feel of a human body.

"Fortunately, I prepared the best armor." A dazzling light flashed from the spiral sword in Sun Yang's hand, and a concentrated gun of sunlight shattered the head of the undead in front of him.

Without a single last word, the burly man vanished from the scene. Before he vanished, Sun Yang snatched the Black Knight's broadsword and tossed it into the campfire.

The next second, the undead who were still watching the show rushed towards the cave entrance. Only a fool would fight Sun Yang. Didn't he see how easily Sun Yang killed his boss? His own life is the most important thing!

Seeing this, Sun Yang immediately pulled out a single-soldier nuclear missile launcher, aimed it at the cave entrance, and fired it. No matter how fast these undeads ran, they couldn't outrun a supersonic missile.

Boom!!!! The missile instantly struck the cave's exit, vaporizing the undead closest to it. The passage collapsed in the violent explosion. Some were buried alive, while the remaining undead crashed against the mountain wall, looking back at Sun Yang in horror.

There were no heroes, no fervent zealotry. Which of the undead present didn't gain their power by killing other undead? They were no problem dealing with other undead, but when asked to deal with creatures far more formidable than themselves, they instantly lost their nerve.

Next to the campfire, the big man who was killed by Sun Yang first climbed out of the campfire. But before he could move, Sun Yang fired a shot of the sunlight gun and shattered his new head again.

This is what is called guarding the corpse. Many completely dead undead people are killed repeatedly dozens of times by the campfire and completely lose their vitality.

Originally, this kind of thing was done by the Blood Cult, but now the tide has turned, and it's their turn to suffer. Sun Yang is no undead who can't fight a war of attrition. He has many weapons in his hands. More than enough to kill everyone here until they can no longer wake up.

While Sun Yang used his Sunlight Gun to vaporize those Blood Cult members who were trying to ambush him, he pulled out several electromagnetic automatic machine guns and placed them dozens of meters away from the campfire.

These electromagnetic cannons possess unparalleled armor-piercing capabilities, and there's no need to worry about warhead tumbling—

With such a high rate of fire and large caliber, overpenetration wasn't a concern. Even if a human body were to pass right through such a cannon, what would it matter? With a dozen holes in their bodies, they wouldn't survive. Even the undead were like that.

Soon, all the Blood Cult undead were killed by Sun Yang in turn. Undead continued to regenerate around the campfire, and were immediately shot into sieves by the machine guns.

Huge amounts of souls continued to fly into Sun Yang's body. These undead who thrived on killing possessed huge souls themselves, whose quality was no less than the fierce battles Sun Yang had fought in XCOM.

After about half an hour, no more undead crawled out of the campfire. All that remained on the ground were the corpses of undead that had been beaten into sieves and could never be revived from the campfire.

There is no fire in their bodies, no soul, nothing at all. All that remains are shriveled corpses whose souls have been completely drained away.

Sun Yang collected the corpses and machine guns and strolled back. This wasn't a dangerous endeavor. It's better to say that before the battle even began, Sun Yang had already foreseen this future. He was far stronger than the undead here.

516 Salva's Observations (V)

Bang! A Black Knight's massive sword was thrown in front of the veteran Bradley. Following this weapon were various blunt instruments, swords, bows and arrows, catalysts, and so on... Among them were powerful weapons reinforced with a large number of cuneiform stones.

"You really won?" The old soldier swallowed. "And it seems like you've only been out for a short while? Is the chaos in time and space already this serious?"

"Time and space are not in chaos. A person from the Blood Cult invaded me, and I coaxed him with some sweet words to take me to the base camp of the remnants of the Blood Cult. I don't know if those people from the Blood Cult recognized me, but I am sure that they are very interested in the soul in me." Sun Yang talked freely, as if he was telling about something that happened to other people.

But the undead present knew full well that this was a very dangerous situation. A powerful undead might be able to fight three or four people on their own, but when surrounded by a dozen experienced enemies, no matter how skilled they were, they would be doomed to failure.

The gap between undead is not that big. Besides, the Blood Cult also has people with great strength or strange body movements. Physical and martial arts advantages are nothing - the real advantage is numbers.

"You mean, one person wiped out all of them? And after all, you can actually accommodate such a huge number of souls in your body..." Veteran Bradley looked at the large number of weapons in front of him with some disbelief.

"The so-called gap in souls lies here. They misjudged my strength, thinking that I was only powerful in soul, but my physical combat ability was nothing extraordinary. Obviously, these people didn't understand how big the gap in strength is between people. The result is obvious. I killed all of them and turned them into zombies, and they can no longer walk in this world." Sun Yang stood where he was, recounting the horrifying truth.

"Master Sun Yang..." Veteran Bradley changed his address mid-sentence. He said respectfully, "Please speak directly if you have anything to say."

"Everyone, I don't know what your thoughts are when you walk here. Some of you are here to hone your martial arts, while others are here to break their undead curse. Here, I want to explain a fact, a truth to you."

"There's no cure for the curse of undeath in this country. The so-called battle against the curse is simply a matter of acquiring a soul large enough to suppress the curse within. The more souls one possesses, the stronger one's willpower, and the more likely one is to maintain the vitality of the body. Only a powerful life force can suppress the manifestation of the curse."

After Sun Yang finished speaking, some people frowned, while others didn't care at all. After all, everyone came here for different reasons. Some undead people who were obsessed with their own ideas didn't even consider the issue of zombie transformation.

For example, those who aim to map the entire Dolan Gureg, or challenge every powerful being in the world, possess a remarkably strong will, maintaining a clear mind and heart. Compared to those who fall into despair, these individuals might be able to survive in this world for hundreds of years.

"How do you know that curing the disease itself is a scam? Moreover, the legend also asks us to challenge the four giants and harvest huge souls from them. The huge soul may be the key to curing the curse of undead?" One of the undead wearing heavy plate armor stood up and said indignantly.

"Because I've come into contact with the king's brother, Andil. He told me these things directly. Andil, the king of Dolan Gureg and brother of Pancrad, is a mad scientific mage who hides in his mansion, conducting horrific experiments day and night. You should know his name." Sun Yang looked at the undead who stood up and explained patiently. Doubts are a good thing; it's better than having them all turn a deaf ear to him.

"I've heard of this wizard who captures people for experiments. Some of the local undead know his name. So, Master Sun Yang, I believe you should know the truth behind this legend?" Bradley, a knowledgeable veteran, tentatively believed Sun Yang's words. He asked Sun Yang to continue.

"The person who spread this rumor must have needed you to collect huge souls. After you challenged the four giants, you should have received news that you have to go to the royal city to treat your illness, right?" Sun Yang asked in a persuasive manner.

All the undead present nodded.

"In the distant Age of Gods, Manus, the ancestor of mankind, destroyed the prosperous magical civilization of Iluthyll, and this Manus was killed by the chosen undead—" Sun Yang was interrupted before he could finish his words.

"Wait, wait, the one who killed Manus was not the chosen undead, but the wolf knight Artorius. Can't you explain the story clearly? And this happened before the founding of Dolan Gureg." A mage pointed out Sun Yang's mistake.

"You're wrong. Artorius failed in battle and was contaminated by the Abyss, ultimately dying at the hands of the Chosen Undead. Believe it or not, the rest is more important. After Manus's death, his soul didn't dissipate. Instead, over countless years, it coalesced into four women—they were called the Fallen Children of Darkness."

"The Fallen Children of Darkness instinctively desire vast souls, yet due to their own unique characteristics, they gravitate towards different individuals. Who possesses the most powerful souls on this continent? Naturally, it's the king of each nation. Only kings possess the most immense souls. This is an ironclad fact."

"These four Fallen Sons of Darkness are the Princess of the Salva Kingdom here, the Princess of the Ancient Iron Kingdom, the Princess of distant Es Loyes, and the Princess of Dolan Gureg here. The moment the massive souls you carry arrive at the throne will be the most dangerous moment."

"But someone intervened. Yes, it was Andil. I don't know what he did, but he did curb the princess's behavior. He will send someone to guide you to other places later... to obtain the power to defeat Princess Doran."

"And at the end of your guidance, you will return to the underground of the Dolan Gureg Royal City, where you will be coaxed into the deepest part. There, Princess Dolan will wait to harvest your even more powerful soul power and strengthen herself."

"At this point, you may have three options. The first is to be utterly murdered by Princess Dolan, and have your souls taken away from you, having worked so hard to accumulate. The second is that the underground of Dolan Gureg is actually a fire furnace developed by Andil. As long as someone sacrifices themselves to pass on the fire, the chaos in this world will temporarily disappear. The third is that after defeating the princess, you will leave the throne and continue your journey."

After Sun Yang spoke a lot, he added at the end: "Of course, if your souls are strong enough, you may be able to ask the old king to consecrate the crowns of various countries. Perhaps this will be able to more effectively suppress the undead curse. This is the only way I know of that can be considered a cure for the undead curse."

The undead present fell silent. This information was truly too horrifying. Everyone needed time to think and make their own decision.

"I haven't finished what I was saying. I've discussed this with Andil, and he means that passing on the fire can indeed prolong life, but it only extends the life before death. He will prepare for the fireless era. But how to do it specifically is up to you. And I... have two other paths to offer you."

Sun Yang held a white wax stone in his left hand and a spiral sword in his right hand, looking at the people in deep thought.

"No matter who you are or what your goals are, you all need a large number of souls to support and improve yourself. I want to make it clear to you that I possess the ability to transcend worlds, and I can lead people there through various means. My white wax stone will send out a message for help. If you are interested in the souls and battles of other worlds, simply respond to the call for help."

"The other is to touch my Spiral Sword. After I travel to other worlds, you can use the Return Bone Fragment to cross the barriers between worlds and reach the Spiral Sword. I can use this method to take you to other worlds, or even settle down in a certain world... No matter which world it is, it will be more harmonious and safer than this chaotic world. But the price is to obey orders in battle and maintain discipline in daily life. In other words, become my direct troops."

There were many choices, each one seemingly leading to unknown territory, and the undead needed time to adjust and think.

"I will wait here for a few days. I will take action after you have thought it through." Sun Yang said as he sat on the ground, waiting for the response from these undead.

517 The story of this world is about to come to an end

None of the undead were willing to touch Sun Yang's spiral sword. However, everyone left behind their own runes for help. As long as Sun Yang wrote them, they would receive the rune message, and anyone who could rush to help would come.

This was a good outcome. No one would trust a strange and powerful undead, but as an organization led by helpful veterans, they had no objection to helping other undead fight and earning souls at the same time. Why not?

Sun Yang was also very satisfied with this result. He was only afraid that these people would not come at all, simply wanting to die trapped in this dying world. As long as they were still willing to help, whether they chose to pass on the fire or die in the future was irrelevant.

In the following period of time, Sun Yang waited for Rukatiye's return while assisting these undead people who were willing to help others in their battles.

Salva, the ancient city-state, was left with nothing left after a war. The local king died in battle, leaving the princess to protect the sleeping dragon and the ruined kingdom.

Sun Yang had witnessed the formidable power of the undead led by the veteran. Less than a month after he'd been there, the veteran and several former elite soldiers had already created a local map for reference at astonishing speed. Essentially, campfire locations and enemy patrol areas were marked. If anyone discovered a powerful enemy's weakness, the information would be shared immediately.

During their exploration, the undead were attacked by a powerful sorcerer who called himself Thomas the Clown. Most of the white ghosts' losses came from his invasion.

However, Sun Yang took action to resolve the issue. He offered Thomas more game consoles and cartridges, as well as matching generators and screens, in exchange for Thomas not having to deal with the undead who were advancing in groups.

Although the other undead were confused as to why sending these things could make a powerful invader stop attacking, Sun Yang was still quite clear about why.

Thomas was hooked. Simply put, modern video games were truly fun, and Thomas couldn't put them down. Having never played video games before, Thomas was completely absorbed in the various games Sun Yang had given him.

After hearing that Sun Yang's request was simply to not attack the undead, Thomas readily agreed. Honestly, the second time Sun Yang saw Thomas, he felt he had already developed into a strange internet-addicted teenager.

But this is not something Sun Yang needs to consider. When the generator cannot be used, Clown Thomas may learn a magic called "repair" to continuously restore the machine to a fully charged state.

Along the way, in addition to the soldiers guarding the area, the undead also saw a dozen dragonblood knights wandering around the mausoleum temple. The so-called mausoleum temple was a huge stone building where Salva worshipped the ancient dragon.

This mausoleum temple is not only used for sacrifices, but local people also live, smelt, and conduct scientific research here. It is basically equivalent to a huge residential area.

Unfortunately, now the only ones left in this mausoleum are a few surviving soldiers and warriors of the Dragon Blood Knights who are pursuing the powerful force like a dragon.

Although these warriors in black striped plate armor were quite capable, they had wandered the city for far too long. Many Dragon Cave warriors had lost themselves in the chaos of time and space, not even realizing how much time had passed in the outside world.

These dragonblood warriors were barely good fighters when they were human, but they were powerless against the undead who had experienced countless life-and-death battles and absorbed souls to strengthen themselves. These dragonblood warriors were easily killed and fell in the stone maze they wandered.

Soon, the Undead Squad reached the deepest part of the city, and veteran Bradley held a brief meeting to discuss the order of battle.

Most undead would bring along all their brothers and sisters who could before challenging the princess and the Sleeping Dragon in their own world. Of course, there were also those who wanted to challenge the powerful on their own, and those would be assigned to fight last to avoid wasting precious combat power.

The power of one person is limited, but the power of twenty or thirty people is different. This world does not have any difficulty adjustment. The boss's health will not be increased twenty times if one person attacks it or if twenty people attack it together.

While fighting in a group was easier, aside from the group led by the veteran, most undead were wary of each other. Not killing each other was considered good, let alone helping each other. A group of undead that actually helped each other was truly rare.

This group of people defeated the sleeping dragon of Salva and the princess of Salva dozens of times. Each person, in their own world, triumphed with the help of the others. Although it took about a week for everyone to complete the challenge, it was ultimately safe, with no one transformed into a zombie in the process.

Of course, the speed was so fast, mainly because Sun Yang was mixed in to assist in the battle. He would buff the undead, and then cast several shots of sunlight spears to shoot down the sleeping dragon.

Dragons in the Dark Souls world are extremely afraid of lightning-related miracles. According to ancient legend, it was only after the Sun King Gwyn and his Silver Knights slaughtered the ancient dragons with lightning spears that human activity became possible on the surface.

The longevity of the ancient dragons comes from their unique life form, which makes them like living rocks. The miracle of the thunder spear can easily shatter stone and metal, and dragons will suffer great damage when hit by this miracle.