I, the undead, save the world with the dolls

"There is a campfire ahead, which is the gathering place for adventurers. If you are hunting souls, there are more undead there! With your strength, you can easily slaughter them! I can show you the way!" The invader raised his arms high and naturally led the guide.

"Should I say it or not? This is the nature of the Dharma Ending Age. My journey has been truly smooth. Here, I'll give you some souls as advance payment. If you want to lead the way, then do it well and don't play tricks—otherwise, I'd love to see how many parts of you are left after being hit by the Sunlight Spear."

Sun Yang condensed several thousand soul points and threw them at the intruder's feet. The intruder immediately nodded vigorously.

"Of course, of course, boss. I know how powerful you are... Well, I would like to ask, how did you learn it? Isn't this a miracle that only the strongest sun warrior can learn?" After receiving the benefit, the invader immediately put on the face of Sun Yang's younger brother.

Pinch the coin, wear prisoner clothes, the Greedy Golden Snake Ring, and carry a Dragon Guardian Shield. After you are ready, go to the Eagle Knight at the entrance of Pyroxene Town. You can exchange it if you get 30 Sun Badges.

However, because it is difficult to farm, you need to add fire and reset the map. It is easy to die suddenly after the eighth round. If you are not confident in your skills, remember to wash a spot first to increase your health and apply BUFF before fighting.

However, this miracle can only be used a few times in the game, which is totally insufficient. It's such a pity.

"Because I am strong enough. I can master any kind of magic, but someone like you cannot understand it." Sun Yang said directly and confidently.

Speaking of which, Sun Yang has indeed not had much contact with undead who specialize in performing miracles in combat. It seems that up to now, only the female profiteer Lixu who sells miracles and the veteran Bradley are the two undead who have good experience in using attacking miracles.

I had beaten that profiteer to death a long time ago, and I hadn't seen her since. But judging by her cowardly appearance, I guess she'd be hiding in some remote corner of a desolate mountain. Death was unlikely, as she was a powerful being who possessed a great deal of miraculous power.

As for the veteran Bradley, he is a powerful warrior who uses miraculous powers. According to D&D classification, he might be a lawful good paladin. However, the spells in the Dark Souls world are much more casual than those in the D&D worldview.

"Well... you're right, boss. Those clergymen are all despicable guys. Strength and character are not linked. Of course, I don't mean to say that you are despicable or anything... It's just that we are not hypocritical, right?" The invader led the way in front and talked incessantly.

It seems like the people of Dolan Gureg are quite chatty. I don't know if it's because I haven't spoken to anyone in ages, or if the locals are just incredibly talkative and enjoy chatting.

"How long have you been doing this? Also, I need to know your name." Sun Yang asked the intruder who was leading the way forward.

"Me? I'm a soldier of Dolan Gureg, Soldier Locke. I became an undead not long after the king disappeared... But before I could recover, strange mists began to float around the country, and messy campfires appeared out of nowhere. When I came to my senses, this land... well... how can I explain it?" Soldier Locke scratched his head in distress.

"Time and space become fragmented and chaotic, some people will come back to life from the dead, and other people can only be seen near the campfire. Is that what you mean?" Sun Yang tried to add.

"That seems to be what it means. Alas, just surviving is difficult enough. I really don't have the time to study why it has become like this. In order to survive, I need a soul and humanity, at least to be able to hold on until someone passes on the fire. I haven't eaten normally for a long time." Soldier Locke muttered to himself, but there was nothing wrong with the road he led.

This soldier Locke had obviously stayed in this place for a long time. The routes he chose would avoid the patrol routes of local soldiers, and sometimes he would wait specifically.

"By the way, boss, can I ask your name? I think I can also publicize your strength. Since you are so powerful, many people will follow you." Soldier Locke turned his head and said.

I imagine many people will hear my name and come after me, right? This little thought is really useless. It's just that people don't necessarily become more sophisticated or wiser over time. Many people behave much the same way at forty as they did at twenty.

After all, being a bandit leader requires talent and brains... The guy in front of me probably has no intention of improving his professional skills.

"You can call me Sun Wu." Sun Yang used a pseudonym again. Anyway, he probably would never meet someone with this name, so he just said it casually.

"Sun Wu? Excuse me, do you know an undead man named Sun Yang?" Soldier Locke turned around and asked. He seemed to show a little panic for a moment.

"Maybe he's from the same place as me. Is there something wrong with him?" Sun Yang asked. This is strange. Is my reputation known to everyone? Honestly, whether someone spread the rumor or pretended to be him, it's quite strange.

"A few years ago, a man commanded a large number of female combat puppets and an astonishing number of magical weapons to attack us, destroying our headquarters in the Hunting Forest. After much inquiry, we finally learned his name was Sun Yang, and that he was operating in Rumi."

"But Rumi is guarded by several powerful undead. You should be familiar with the names Bradley and Grenkel, right? They've gathered a group of people and used Rumi as their base... and it's a poor place, so there's no profit to be made from conquering it. We just send people there from time to time to keep an eye on it."

"Lord Sun Wu, your strength is unquestionable. If you are looking for a strong soul, the undead man named Sun Yang is your best hunting target. We will also fully support you." Soldier Locke moved his tongue, as if he wanted to bring Sun Yang into the group.

No, I killed myself, didn't I? After all this commotion, it turns out it was the remnants of the Blood Cult. I remember a long time ago, I destroyed the Blood Cult's headquarters, slaughtered every powerful undead within, and even took the Blood Cult's administrator to my own world. That guy is still buried beneath the base.

Sun Yang's face, hidden under the mask, felt a little uncomfortable. However, he also understood why this guy had such simple ideas.

After all, in the eyes of these people, any powerful undead was essentially burdened with blood debts, and the process of acquiring souls was a process of endless slaughter. These remaining members of the Blood Cult were truly devastated and desperately wanted someone with both bloodthirsty and powerful combat abilities to join them.

"I'm very interested. I came here to hunt people with powerful souls. Take me to the campfire first, and then introduce me to your people." Sun Yang said confidently.

"Of course, of course." Soldier Locke nodded quickly. He led Sun Yang forward between the stone walls and the towering city.

These cities, with centuries of history, are quite complex, with dozens of hidden passages and skywalks connecting these buildings. The interiors are even more meticulously carved and carefully arranged by the Salvadorans.

Some larger buildings served as marketplaces, schools, and libraries. Others, hidden deep in the mountains, housed blacksmith shops and magical item vendors. Each location revealed a civilization once possessed of brilliant culture and profound research.

On the walls of these large buildings, Sun Yang can still vaguely see worn-out words. Perhaps there were signboards in the past, but no one is repairing them now.

After marching for about an hour, Soldier Locke finally led Sun Yang to a larger building. From a distance, Sun Yang spotted a fully armed, yawning undead figure sitting at the entrance. He seemed to be protecting something.

"Lord Sun Wu, that's where the campfire is. They have memorized my face, so you can only go there by yourself... Of course, if you are interested in our team, I will wait for you here." Soldier Glock turned to Sun Yang and said.

"I'll be back soon." Sun Yang glanced back at the soldier Locke, but ultimately decided not to kill him. He hadn't cared about the remnants of the Blood Cult, but they actually wanted to attack Rumi...

Not to mention the people who lived in Rumi, K5 was still practicing nearby and couldn't let these extra factors put her in danger. Sun Yang was sure to take care of these guys.

I hope that when you take me to your headquarters later, everyone will be there.

Sun Yang thought about this, strode out of the corridor, and walked towards the building with the campfire.

513 Salva's Observations (II)

Sun Yang never truly understood the mystery of the campfire and the spiral sword. But no matter what, it provided temporary shelter for all the undead, giving them hope to move forward.

Even more valuable is that this thing can stabilize the surrounding space environment. No matter how many people are active in different parallel worlds, as long as they gather around the campfire, everyone will share the same space.

Of course... this also meant that some campfires would be used to guard corpses. In many places, bloodthirsty individuals would stalk campfires, repeatedly killing people until they were completely transformed into zombies. Sun Yang and Rukatiye had done this before. When dealing with Rukatiye's brother, Rukatiye would squat by the campfire and kill him several times before he could finally rest in peace.

"Stop! No more going forward!" the soldier guarding the door shouted sternly. He stared at Sun Yang as he walked towards him, as if he was terrified.

"I'm stopping. Do you want to report this to the inside?" Sun Yang stood still obediently. Undead groups that have survived to this day generally have a set of reliable operating rules; otherwise, they would have been killed by the crazy invaders long ago.

"Take off your helmet. Take it off slowly, without any unnecessary movements." The young soldier in front of him shouted, as if he was shouting to alert the people inside the door to the situation outside.

"Are you using facial recognition?" Sun Yang took off his helmet. He wasn't really worried about a sneak attack. This health bar wasn't empty; even a normal magician wouldn't be able to break Sun Yang's skull even if they attacked him fiercely.

"..." The young soldier did not say anything, but just stared at Sun Yang's arm, as if he was worried that Sun Yang would do something dangerous.

"Rollenster, is someone coming?" A middle-aged man's voice came from inside the building. Sun Yang felt that the voice sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember where it was.

The owner of the voice walked out of the building quickly. He had very short hair and sharp eyes. He looked like he was always on edge and had a strong aura.

He was wearing an ancient suit of metal armor and carrying a two-handed giant sword. Sun Yang stared at his face, comparing it with his past memories, and the other man stared at him intently.

"Gulenkel?" Sun Yang frowned and read out the other party's name hesitantly.

"Sun Yang? You, you're still alive?! Your soul... has become so powerful?!" The wandering knight Grenkel widened his eyes.

"I just came back recently too. Long time no see...Master?" Sun Yang still remembered the man in front of him. When he first came to the Dark Soul world, this cheap master in front of him spent several days training him.

Although it was just a dodging technique, it did allow Sun Yang to quickly familiarize himself with his body. And after all, he was one of the few people Sun Yang knew in this world, even if they hadn't been together for very long.

"I'm not a master. Lawrence, let him in." Gulenkel waved at Sun Yang and pulled him into the building.

This building was likely a marketplace. The interior was vast, and the roof was high. Sun Yang entered the building and saw a dozen or so undead, dressed in various clothing and armed with various weapons, sitting on the ground. In the center of the room was a burning campfire.

It was the first time I'd seen so many fully armed undead. If I hadn't established a connection with the humanoids, or if Pascal hadn't created a machine that could span the world, then I'd probably be in the same boat, right?

Sun Yang pondered as he followed Grenkel into the building. The people gathered around the campfire raised their heads and looked at Sun Yang, the uninvited guest.

"Bradley, Van Hutt, look who I brought here. Sun Yang! Do you remember? I taught him at Rumi a few years ago!" Although he said that he was not a master, Gulenkel still talked about the training when introducing him.

Veteran Bradley, and Ugg's Van Hutt.

The former is a miracle warrior who is well-known for his helpfulness in the Dolan Gureg area. Bradley praises everyone he has helped.

The latter was a powerful warrior, carrying a cyan greatsword, who constantly trained in the Dolan Gureg region, honing his martial arts. In terms of combat prowess alone, he was also a top-tier existence.

"Are you all still alive?" Sun Yang looked at the faces around him. Some looked familiar, while others he didn't. As a player who could easily call on people, Sun Yang recognized the undead who had helped him before.

"What surprises me is you, Sun Yang. You took the risk alone without our help... Your soul is incredibly huge. Even if you kill four giants, you can't get such a huge soul." The veteran was still wearing a set of mixed metal armor, holding a shield that could release miracles in his left hand and a spear in his right hand.

That was indeed a lot... Sun Yang didn't feel that the undead before him had grown at all. Perhaps for the people here, if they wanted to achieve significant growth, they had to kill enemies on the level of the Four Giants.

"Ahem. We are just taking a break. When Brother Lei comes back, we can reminisce about the past and talk about where we have been. Veteran, do we still have any wine? It would be a bit unreasonable not to drink some. It's also a good opportunity for our people to get to know Sun Yang." Gulenkel said enthusiastically.

"Can you still taste the wine?" the veteran said helplessly.

"If it's just food and drinks, I can provide some." Sun Yang said hurriedly when he saw this.

"There's wine?!" Gulenkel rubbed his hands excitedly.

Unbelievable! How do you undead retain your sense of taste? I guess I can still taste the alcohol, but not the food.

Sun Yang sat down in front of the campfire and took out a pile of drinks he had collected from different worlds and placed them on the ground. The undead, who had been a little wary at first, immediately cheered. Both men and women came over, took a few bottles of drinks, and began to drink them in small sips.

"Our kid's made it big!" Grenkel sat on the floor, a bottle of whiskey in hand. He bit the cork open with his teeth, spitted it out, and happily gulped down several mouthfuls. "I thought these things were extinct. Who still has the leisure to brew?"

"Okay, Gulenkel, stop messing around. Sun Yang, let me tell you what we have done during this period of time." The old soldier muttered to himself.

514 Salva's Observations (Part )

Dolan Gureg was not a peaceful place. After the great battle with the giants who came across the sea and the disappearance of King Pankrad, the entire country inevitably declined.

Although Dolan Gureg's queen was still there, she had no talent for governing the country, or rather, she didn't seem to care about the country's future. And after the king disappeared, the other ministers were powerless to do anything.

"Then the country became increasingly chaotic, and the number of undead increased. Now, even the soldiers defending the city have been transformed into zombies, and there's no one to maintain the iron golems. This country is no longer suitable for ordinary people to live in, but for warriors who pursue combat, it's a good place to go."

Veteran Bradley pointed at Van Holt behind him. This warrior from Eastern Ug had come here because he had heard of many battles here. However, the situation here was not what he had imagined.

The old soldier took another sip of wine, and his stiff face began to change slightly. Sun Yang handed him a piece of dried meat. The old soldier took a bite, chewed it twice, and swallowed it with difficulty.

"I have no sense of taste anymore. I haven't eaten in a long time. But fortunately I can still feel the stimulation of the wine sliding down my throat..." The veteran exhaled, and the strong smell of alcohol echoed throughout the room.

"After meeting you, we've seen a dozen or so new undead warriors who came here from foreign lands. I tried my best to help them, but they all died on their journey...except for you, Sun Yang. You've traveled further than any of us."

"During your absence, I successfully recruited several helpful and experienced warriors. You should remember a warrior named 'Lei', right?"

The old soldier kept talking.

"I remember that he was wearing an assassin's tights and holding two grappling hooks. I remember that he seemed to like observing others with a telescope." Sun Yang naturally remembered that Brother Lei, who was afraid of life but not death, did not like to interact with people, but he could be seen drawing runes to help others everywhere.

"That's his habit. He is a scout with excellent insight. At present, our group should be the largest adventure team on this continent." The veteran said while drinking.

This undead team led by Bradley, Gullenkol and Lei gained a foothold in Dolan Gureg by helping and assisting each other.

And now, this team has nearly twenty undead with rich combat experience. What is more valuable is that this team has melee and ranged combat, spells, magic, and miracle casters.

For solo travelers, this continent is too dangerous. During this time, Bradley used his enthusiasm and sincerity to win over a group of like-minded people.

These helpful undead fought side by side and in groups, so that neither fighting against the invading red spirits nor killing powerful creatures was a problem.

Although players can only summon up to three companions to assist in battle in the game, Bradley explained that they typically advance as a group. Upon arriving at an unfamiliar location, they explore individually in small groups of three or four.

After the exploration work is completed, they will help each other reach the next campfire, and when facing powerful enemies in the area, twenty people will work together.

The speed of such exploration is actually not slow. Veterans will summarize experiences and lessons based on the actual situation, hold meetings with everyone to discuss and adjust tactics, equipment and personnel deployment.

"So it really is the spirit of group fighting?" Sun Yang was shocked after hearing this. The tactical qualities demonstrated by veteran Bradley were much stronger than he had imagined.

A helpful, capable, and intelligent warrior... no wonder everyone rallies around him. It's no wonder this veteran is the perfect leader of this squad.

"I just want more people to survive. You look like you have defeated the four giants, right?" The veteran looked at Sun Yang's body, or to be more precise, at the strength of his soul.

"That's right, I have eliminated all four giants. Logically, I should go to the royal city. But after thinking about it, it is better to go treasure hunting first." Sun Yang did not choose to hide.

"I think so too. Well... no matter what method you use, being able to kill the four giants is itself a remarkable thing. I sincerely admire you, Sun Yang." Veteran Bradley praised and took another sip.

"I'm curious, how did you find the giant underground? Going down from the honey-like well is very troublesome, and finding the corrupted things hidden in the abandoned abyss is not easy." Sun Yang still remembered how difficult it was to go down the well. It was hard to imagine how these undead people got down there.

"The credit goes to Lei. He was the one who discovered the corrupted creatures in the Wasted Abyss, the giant spiders in Gaidole in Pyroxene Town, and basically all the routes and environments we needed to advance. With him as a scout, we didn't suffer many casualties."

"Even defeating the Iron Demon in Iron City was his credit... Near Iron City, there's an earthen tower prepared for the Poison Princess. Only after Lei and the archer scouted the route did we successfully advance to Iron City."

"As for the last criminal imprisoned in the Undead Prison, it was Grenkel who led the team to find him. We generally only had difficulty dealing with him, as our team wasn't large enough at the time. However, after advancing to the pyroxene town of Gaidol, our numbers increased, making it much easier to deal with the remaining behemoths."

They actually matched? Sun Yang stroked his chin, still remembering his experience playing Dark Souls 2. In the places pointed out by the veteran, Lei, who was afraid of strangers, had drawn talismans to help people fight.

The archer with the longbow had indeed drawn runes in Molten Iron City and Pyroxene Town. It seemed that without his knowledge, these undead advancing in a group had successfully defeated the four giants.

"After defeating the four giants, we didn't rush to find the princess of Dolan Gureg... The souls we obtained were enough to last for a long time. It would be better to seize the time to collect some magical weapons or powers. That's why we all came to this deserted Salva."

The veteran drank the wine in his hand and burped comfortably.

"I came here just to kill the powerful creatures here... and I want to say something by the way. It seems that the remnants of the Blood Cult are against you. In fact, it was a member of the Blood Cult who led me here." Sun Yang nodded and told the veteran what had just happened.

"Blood Cult? I haven't seen them for a while. But I know they have been observing us, waiting for us to reveal our flaws. I didn't expect that they have already infiltrated the area." The old soldier frowned.

Exploring unknown areas is dangerous in itself, and coupled with the elusive Blood Cult members who come out to kill people... these two factors combined result in a very high probability that novice undead in Dolan Gureg will become zombies.

"As a reunion gift, I will deal with them. Also, these are some treasures I collected during my journey. You can think of them as special black flame pots. Be sure to accept them." Sun Yang took out a bunch of plasma grenades and placed them in front of the veteran.

"What are you going to do? Although you are very powerful, you may be facing all the remaining forces of the Blood Cult. You should discuss with us before making a decision. Don't joke with your own life." The old soldier obviously didn't understand what Sun Yang meant.

"Bradley, can I make a bet with you? If I take the weapons and clothes of the Blood Cult administrator and also take away the equipment of the remaining invaders, will you listen to me?" Sun Yang slowly stood up.

"What?" Bradley frowned.