After I died, my personal maid rebelled.

Inside the massive factory of the Mechanical Engineering Department, Chu Guang, his face covered in grease, was tightening a huge screw with his bare hands when he suddenly stopped and stared blankly into the distance.

"Archbishop, is there a problem?" A member of the Mechanicus asked cautiously, rubbing his iron hands together.

"No problem. Keep up the good work and try to get this power matrix up and running within two days. I'm going to meet with Duke Oswald."

Removing her black white gloves, Chu Guang leaped over several thick copper cables on the ground, combed her messy black hair, tied it up again, and ran quickly toward the Duke's mansion.

Chu Guang has learned a lot about the details of the Battle of the Royal City during this period.

Her only thought was: It was too dangerous. Oswald's soul already carried too much information about death, and in that situation, he actually used his soul to resist the erosion of lust...

The body is merely an external tool; the soul is the foundation of a living being. If something were to happen to Oswald's soul, even the system could not save him!

Arriving hastily at the Duke's mansion, Oswald was a step ahead of her. The hastily assembled soldiers stood like statues, their faces radiant with energy, clearly having just received a reward.

Chu Guang, with her special status, can enter any place simply by scanning her face. Her small, feminine face, which bears a four or five-point resemblance to the Duke, is something that everyone in the Northern Territory should ponder and appreciate.

From a distance, Chu Guang saw Oswald kneeling in the garden. He gently brought his head close to Elinie's lower abdomen, while Jenny, standing beside him, held Elinie's hand intently, and a warm golden light slowly shone from her palm.

People always talk about the joy of a wedding night and the joy of passing the college entrance exam, but at this moment, Oswald felt that even if the universe were to explode again, it wouldn't compare to the shock of becoming a father.

He had learned a great deal of knowledge and theories, whether it was science or magic, and he could find the clearest truth about the world. But this excitement, this feeling of waking up from a daze, could perhaps only be explained by mysticism.

In the past, he was a soldier and a leader. He didn't care who he played, what mission he took on, or which world he went to.

But this child wasn't made to become anyone else; he was made to become himself.

Oswald thought of Master Lu Zhishen from the Water Margin, and only now did he understand a fraction of "Only today do I realize who I am".

Chu Guang stopped in her tracks. Of course, the news of Eline's pregnancy could not be kept from her, but she did not expect that Oswald would take it so seriously.

The warm atmosphere always needs to be broken by a "blind" person. Luna, who was standing to the side, coughed lightly and unfolded Oswald and Elene's marriage certificate.

"As the clan chief, I feel it is necessary to remind you two to hold the wedding before the child is born."

Before Luna could even put on her chieftain airs, Paul and Lisa each grabbed one of her hands and dragged her away.

Oswald smiled, and Eleanor smiled too. Wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, Eleanor turned to look at Jenny.

"Do you want to be a witness or a participant?"

"What, do I have to personally conduct the ceremony for you?"

Jenny said angrily that she had just finished a full check-up on Alene and that Alene was healthy and that the baby in her womb was growing well.

"Judging from your tone, you haven't made any progress at all while I was away?"

Elena sighed, speechless. She was so lucky to have two blockheads as her family. If it weren't for her, they would definitely have died alone.

"Alright, you guys go about your business and don't interfere with my prenatal education. Luna will keep me company tonight."

Ignoring Jenny, who was already blushing, Elena left humming a song.

Sometimes she's eager to see them not because she has endless things to say, but because knowing her family is there brings her peace of mind.

Alene, who had already unilaterally given herself a break, knew very well how busy the work in the Northern Territory would be, and she couldn't keep the Duke by her side forever.

"I... I'll go check on the medical department first."

No sooner had Elene left than Jenny got up to say goodbye, leaving Oswald still immersed in immense joy, not even hearing Chuguang's call.

Helpless, Chu Guang had no choice but to transform his body, turning into a beam of light and entering the system space.

"Even though I've prepared myself mentally, I still want to ask, what exactly have you all done?"

Within the system space, mountains of metal imbued with lustful power were piled up, the space filled with smoky haze, and the powers of several deities intertwined within, shimmering with complex light.

Most importantly, the ball of fur system is no longer here. The channel that keeps Oswald's flesh and blood stable is connected to her natural space, and a large amount of natural elements are injected into Oswald's body every second.

The restless, undying magic had nowhere to go, and under suppression, it continued to evolve, repeatedly condensing and recombining Oswald's bones. In terms of density alone, Oswald's bones had become a divine weapon.

The good news is that the transmigrator has made achievements in the three dimensions of "blood, bone, and flesh" according to her concept. However, there is also a lot of bad news. Due to the lack of a stable core, the transmigrator's blood has become an arena for the power of gods.

Aside from the original laws, which are the magic Oswald has been learning, there are immortality, nature, lust, and corruption? The powers of different systems compete with each other, with immortality and lust dominating, while corruption and nature seem to be working together to consume them.

If the physical body is in such a bad state, the transmigrator's soul must be in even worse condition than she imagined.

"Where did your soul connect to so many undead, on a scale of hundreds of millions?!" Chu Guang, increasingly horrified by the examination, let out a sharp, explosive sound.

To put it bluntly, if the system hadn't abruptly severed these connections, Oswald would have only needed to perform a few more death rituals to touch upon the authority of the gods.

"I'm talking to you, can't you hear me?"

Clutching his splitting headache, Chu Guang transformed back into a human body. These two have caused so much trouble without a word. Should they try to corrupt me next and absorb me as a boost to their godhood?

"There's nothing I can do about it. I can't let my soldiers turn into twisted monsters," Oswald said with a sigh, regaining his senses.

"So you turned them into undead?" Chu Guang regretted saying it as soon as it left his mouth.

The time traveler carries a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, a responsibility that should not have been borne by him. It is the goddess of nature, whose creator lost the world, leading to the current dangerous situation.

Living beings should not be playthings of the gods. Their survival and development are an extension of the will of the universe. Technology and machinery, civilization and art are all helping this universe to break free from its former loneliness.

The disaster faced by the living beings originated from a god who was unwilling to relinquish the world. In the entire world, only the transmigrator could stand up and lead them through the apocalypse.

Oswald's ideals did not allow him to stand idly by, and he indeed embarked on a path of sacrificing himself to save others.

Therefore, the birth of the Loyal Death Legion was a painful tragedy that Oswald did not want to see, yet could not escape.