After I died, my personal maid rebelled.

A false god?

Oswald sighed inwardly. He and the system had initially deduced that the goddess had left, but in the battle with the Blood-Clad Saintess, he was directly turned into an undead by the goddess who had no martial ethics.

If he had been able to gain the power to fight the goddess back then, he wouldn't have ended up in such a sorry state.

The problem now is that he has no idea what the goddess wants to do. The mechanical god and the corruption god have already shown signs of this, but she only targets him, a transmigrator, with deadly intent.

The goddess's self-imposed confinement to the psychic realm is likely part of a plan. And why are Luna and the others so urgently searching for her? Could something major have happened?

Realizing he couldn't just sit and wait to die, Oswald was about to ask Chuguang more questions when, in the next moment, the long-lost bone hand resurfaced.

Almost in the blink of an eye, a skeletal hand suddenly appeared and grabbed Oswald's body, while the only thing inside his body was the system that was still controlling his blood.

The seawater surged, and Chu Guang quickly locked onto the bone hand with his light, successfully slowing its movements for a few seconds. Oswald also took advantage of this opening to complete the return of his soul to control his body.

Finally, there was movement in the scene. A series of silent gusts of wind exploded, and the bursting white mist, with unparalleled force, shook off the restraints of the bone hand.

The skeletal hand that emerged from the sea was as tall as a mountain. Several beams of light burst from its fingertips, shattering the natural forces around Oswald. Then, the skeletal hand slammed down like a dark cloud, and Oswald, who could only use the corrupted chains to defend himself, was slammed heavily into the seabed.

The battle lasted less than a minute before the screen disappeared.

Inside the office, everyone had different expressions.

Just as they had guessed, the Duke was still alive. He was probably just resting in the sea.

However, the Duke's situation is dire; the goddess seems unwilling to let him go, and the battle with the Bone Hand continues.

A chorus of exclamations erupted. Eileen and Jenny, equally excited, noticed that the Duke had regained his former power. The air explosion caused by the gale was undoubtedly the wind elemental power passed down through generations of the Duke's mansion.

……

With a whoosh, the rift in the soul space was torn open, and an enormous bone hand crashed into the undead army. White bones surged like waves, and the dust they stirred up obscured the sky before being swallowed up by the cascading seawater.

The elves, who were struggling to resist the invasion of the undead army, looked at the scene before them in disbelief.

It was an incredibly soft yet bright natural light, as if dispelling the gloom of the earth; it was a decaying chain that disintegrated and flowed, exuding an ominous aura, like the tentacles of hell reaching into the world.

The sacred and the eerie intertwined at this moment, and a figure then descended upon the battlefield.

As the tide receded, Oswald combed his wet bangs back with his hands, his calm eyes sweeping over everything around him.

The bone hand stopped moving, probably because it had been badly rammed by the giant python made of corrupt chains.

Oswald sneered. "You should have just said you were going to take me away. Why were you being so coy?"

However, he also knew that since the other party dared to let him out, they must have prepared a way to deal with him.

"Is that an elf? I heard from that system before that elves are the Creator's favorite creatures. They embody all the good qualities, and are elegant and noble."

Suddenly, the voice of the First Light echoed from the depths of his soul. Oswald was stunned for a moment, followed by the system's commentary.

[Why did you come along too?! Wait, don't take up too much space in this system, take back your space!]

(Both of you be quiet, I need to observe the situation.)

Oswald ignored the two's argument. No wonder he was able to break through so smoothly just now. It turned out that Chu Guang had moved in and used seawater to overwhelm the life goddess's spiritual energy space in advance.

However, whether she grazes one sheep or two, it's all the same. As someone with intelligence and self-awareness, it's rather pitiful for her to be alone there.

He drew the Spirit Wind Sword from the system space, its cold blade slicing through the black mist, instantly altering the surrounding wind elements.

A fierce wind howled from Oswald's center, and undead who tried to approach Oswald were all overturned in large numbers, unable to take a single step forward.

Having apparently completed its mission, Bone Hand opened the psionic space and slunk away. Oswald checked repeatedly but couldn't find any trace of the formidable enemy within several kilometers.

Strange, shouldn't they be blocking the fountain to kill them?

Have they changed their strategy?

(System, check our location.)

[Currently located in the southeastern hinterland of the Elven Kingdom. One hundred kilometers ahead lies the Elven capital, the City of the Holy Spirit. Also, please note that we are approximately 4800 kilometers from the Northern Territory.]

As if to prove its usefulness, the system immediately shared the map view with Oswald.

Chu Guang didn't care about any of that; her attention was entirely focused on the beautiful elves. It had to be said that compared to the bizarre creatures created by the Goddess of Nature, the elves were simply perfect.

4800km…

Oswald sighed, "What the hell is this? So you're no longer in the country?"

After glancing at the map, and considering the priorities, Oswald decided to return to the Northern Territory first.

Corruption chains emerged from the ground as he moved, binding and crushing the undead, turning them into dust beneath his feet.

Oswald didn't care about the elves' lives or deaths; to put it bluntly, long-lived and short-lived species shouldn't coexist in the same world.

After all, the very existence of elves is a huge challenge to human ethics.

Imagine your family has multiplied for countless years, finally becoming a large and prosperous family, only to have your neighbor come over for a visit.

He immediately said, "Why haven't you changed your surname yet? Many, many years ago, your family line was usurped. If you don't believe me, I have genetic samples from more than ten generations of your family members here. Look, from the fourth generation onwards, your family has been someone else's offspring."

"Then it changed again in the seventh generation, then the ninth generation, the tenth generation..."

However, as Oswald easily wiped out a large number of undead, more and more elves followed him.

Oswald didn't drive them away; as long as it didn't prevent him from returning to the Northern Territory, they could do whatever they wanted.

"Transmigrator, are you a very cold person?" Chu Guang suddenly asked, noticing that Oswald was deliberately ignoring the elves' presence.

"Aside from wars, the four major races mostly live in complete isolation, never interacting with each other." Oswald smiled slightly, explaining helplessly, "So you don't say things that are detrimental to unity, right? But in this world, it's best to say as little as possible about unity."

The goddess took the initiative to grant the wishes of various races, and incidentally differentiated the four races of the same origin, which was a win-win situation.

When living beings distinguish themselves by their differences, they don't think that they actually share more than 90% of the same traits. Yet, they are willing to proudly kill each other for that 1% difference.

Here's a joke: the humans and demons, fighting tooth and nail, have no racial segregation.

"You'll understand later, Chuguang. The idyllic pastoral era will come to an end sooner or later. Unless unification is achieved, this world will only be gradually divided up."

Oswald was in good spirits after regaining his freedom. He looked into the distance and discovered that not only here, but many territories of the Elven Kingdom had been attacked by the Undead.

The undead had a clear objective: they went straight for densely populated areas and swarmed through city after city.

"Has your capital fallen?" Oswald asked the elf behind him.

The elves nodded, and one of the more knowledgeable elves offered to add more information: "The giant worm smashed through the city gates, and now your human heroes are raping and killing our elves in the capital. I even saw your human princess earlier."

"Thorne?"

Oswald was puzzled. Could that kid have been controlled too? What if something happened to him as soon as he was moved away?

After Lilith became pregnant, Thorne changed quite a bit. He might secretly indulge in lewd acts, but he would never do something as cruel as rape and murder.

Oswald changed his plans at the last minute, deciding to stop by the capital city to avoid wasting time, just for Serafina's sake.

The child already has no mother; if he loses his father too, the old butler might really have to start training Batman.