Cut off my way home? You'll sacrifice the entire other world in return!

Bottom of the meteorite crater.

The temperature here is frighteningly high, the air is distorted, and lava is still flowing from the rocks on the ground.

Li Fan stood on a slightly cooled black boulder.

All around him was a desolate, scorched earth.

The streets and houses that once stood there have all been reduced to dust.

Only the occasional exposed half of a broken stone pillar or half-melted metal armor can prove that this was once a prosperous city.

Eric stood behind Li Fan.

His black armor sizzled under the high temperature.

But he couldn't feel the heat.

He only felt cold.

Because he saw those black things around him.

That's a corpse.

Countless corpses.

Some were burned to charcoal but remained in running or embracing poses.

Some were smashed into a pulp mixed with mud.

Some were only half left and were still emitting black smoke.

Three million lives lost.

Just a moment ago, everything turned into this state.

"system."

Li Fan looked at this hellish landscape with a calm gaze, as if he were looking at a freshly harvested wheat field.

【exist. 】

"How much resentment do you have?"

Current progress: 5.8%.

[Due to the rapid pace of death, most of the souls have not yet dissipated and remain in a state of confusion; the resentment level has not yet reached its peak.]

Feeling lost?

Li Fan nodded.

"Yeah, it's true. Dying so quickly, without even feeling the pain, is really disheartening."

He crouched down and picked something up from the ashes at his feet.

It was a rattle drum that had been burned and deformed.

It was probably a toy that a child was holding before he died.

Li Fan shook his head.

dong dong.

The sound was muffled.

"Since it hasn't dissipated yet, let's not waste it."

Li Fan stood up and casually threw the rattle into the lava.

Eric.

Li Fan shouted without turning his head.

"exist…....…"

Eric's voice trembled.

"Didn't you always say that there weren't enough Demon King soldiers for you to kill?"

Li Fan opened his arms.

Black magic surged wildly from his body, transforming into countless black threads that burrowed into the scorched earth.

"We have enough people now."

"Resurrection of the Dead"

A charred hand emerged from the ground.

Then came the second one, the third one…

Densely packed.

"Well…...…"

"ah…...…"

The roars began to echo at the bottom of the pit.

The charred corpses that were already dead began to move.

They twisted their bodies and used their broken limbs to support themselves as they shakily stood up.

Some of them were missing half of their heads.

Some of them had a large hole in their chest.

Some were even reduced to a skeleton with only a few pieces of rotten flesh hanging from it.

But their movements were very synchronized.

They all raised their heads.

A light shone in the empty eye sockets.

That is the fire of the dead.

One million.

Two million.

Three million.

The entire crater was instantly filled with red light spots.

Eric watched this scene unfold.

He recognized several of the figures.

The skeleton wearing tattered robes and holding half a staff was the leader of the Royal Mage Order, his teacher.

The tall, headless corpse, still gripping a giant sword, was the commander of the Imperial Guard, his drinking buddy.

And that charred corpse in its tiny hand, seemingly trying to grasp something...

Was that the child who had the rattle drum earlier?

"No….....…"

Eric knelt on the ground, clutching his helmet with both hands.

"Stop...please...let them rest in peace..."

"rest in peace?"

Li Fan turned around and looked at the newly formed army of undead.

A satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Why should one rest in peace?

"They are so strong and obedient now."

"No need to eat, no need to sleep, no need to get paid, and no need to worry about workplace injuries."

Li Fan walked up to the skeleton of the Royal Mage Commander and reached out to straighten his crooked chin.

"Welcome to the Demon King's Army."

Li Fan said softly.

The red light in the skull's eyes flickered for a moment, then it stiffly lowered its head in submission.

Followed by.

All the dead.

Heading in the direction of Li Fan.

They all knelt down.

Eric.

Li Fan walked back to Eric and patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't cry."

"Look, your teachers, friends, and fellow countrymen are all waiting for you."

"You are the hero, their leader."

"Now it's time for you to fulfill your responsibilities."

Li Fan pointed to the edge of the meteorite crater.

Pointing to the distant cities and villages that have not yet been affected.

"Take them with you."

"Go."

Li Fan's voice turned icy and chilling.

"Share this good news with everyone."

"Turn all your fellow countrymen into your own kind."

"If they don't want me to go home, then none of them should live."

Eric looked up.

The will-o'-the-wisps in his eye sockets throbbed violently.

He wanted to rebel.

I wanted to draw my sword and slash at this demon.

But her body stood up uncontrollably.

He drew the black magic sword.

Turn around.

Facing that army of three million undead.

Raise your sword.

"roar!!!"

A piercing roar escaped his lips.

"roar!!!"

Three million souls responded in unison.

The undead army has moved.

It surged into this world.

Li Fan stood still, watching the army depart into the distance.

He pulled the missing person notice from his pocket.

The parents' smiles in the photo are still warm.

"Soon."

Li Fan muttered to himself.

"The first batch of fuel has been lit."

"The fire will only burn brighter and brighter."

He pinned the photo to his chest.

Feeling a heartbeat that doesn't exist.

The setting sun cast his shadow long, long behind him.