## Chapter 1651 – 1651. God’S Atlantis
I looked around, just in case. There were no threatening presences that would make me tense.
Hoo.
I let out a small sigh.
The green-skinned man, the Meaningless Death (Pseudo), possessed the highest divine power. Even if he was a fake and not the real deal, I couldn’t guarantee victory.
‘And that guy backed off after seeing the Black Ankh.’
「Black Ankh
Resurrects from death once.
Rank: SS」
‘Does the Black Ankh have some function I don’t know about?’
The Black Ankh that had appeared on the back of my right hand gradually faded and disappeared.
“The chieftain is dead!”
“Kill him! We have to kill him here! If the undead from outside the tribe come, there’s no hope! We must kill him here!”
The desert warriors charged, squeezing out courage they didn’t have. No, it couldn’t be called courage. They knew they were going to die. Their faces were full of fear, and their hands and feet trembled. They were just attacking me because they didn’t want to die a dog’s death. If they could run away and live, they would have turned tail without looking back.
“Even without the undead, I can kill you guys more easily than eating a cold meal.”
I extended my claws and swung them.
Demonic Divine Art (天魔神功) Demonic Flying Claws (天魔飛爪).
Black sword energy spread in all directions. The curved, semi-circular sword energy instantly sliced the desert warriors into pieces. Blood splattered and intestines spilled out.
As I was about to go outside the building, a desert warrior broke through the sword energy and approached me.
“Even if I die, I won’t die alone!”
The blood-soaked desert warrior screamed and swung his sword.
It would have been better to lie down and wait for death, but his will to kill me was admirable. But he was too slow. He needed to be at least five times faster to land a hit on me.
‘A simple difference in stats, without any skill or experience.’
That was why stats were so important in Atlantis.
Whether it was a skill or anything else, you needed the stats to back it up to unleash its full power.
I easily dodged the desert warrior’s attack and countered with a punch.
Thwack!
The desert warrior’s head exploded.
I was about to walk out when I stopped.
“Ah, right.”
I was a necromancer now.
I used black magic on the corpses scattered around.
“Rise.”
The corpses rose. Perhaps because their condition wasn’t good, they couldn’t stand straight and staggered. They were low-level undead. I used the undead as materials to create three high-level undead.
I wanted to create a top-level undead, but I didn’t have enough materials. To create one top-level undead, I needed a whopping ten high-level undead.
“Let’s go.”
As I stepped outside the door, countless desert warriors greeted me. The great warrior standing at the front let out a roar as soon as he saw me.
“Waaaaaaaah!”
His roar spread like an epidemic among the desert warriors. The desert warriors roared.
I chuckled.
It sounded more like a scream than a roar.
• • •
Thirty minutes.
That was how long it took to massacre 3,000 members of the Hot Wind Tribe. Once I had annihilated the warrior unit and raised them as undead, the undead moved and massacred the warriors without me having to do anything. Even mid-level undead were difficult for ordinary desert warriors to deal with, and high-level undead were impossible to fight unless they were veteran desert warriors.
“Hmm.”
I sat on a chair and looked down at the floor. Countless corpses were scattered around. On my left, the undead army stood silently, and on my right, there were survivors.
Thirty survivors were shivering.
It wasn’t because they had put up a strong resistance that they had survived. It wasn’t because they were good at begging for their lives either. Nor was it because they were children. Even children were killed without exception.
There was only one reason why the survivors had lived. It was because they were beautiful women who were too good to kill. I couldn’t violate them now because I was an undead, but things would be different later. I could violate them after the job was done.
‘For now, I’ll leave them to Harmo…’
I looked at the scattered corpses and chanted a spell. The scattered corpses rose as undead. All of them were low-level undead. Before making them mid-level undead, I took out the Book of the Dead.
「Book of the Dead
Strengthens control over the undead.
All undead creation methods can be learned.
The stats of the undead you control increase by 10%.
The Blessing of the Dead can be used.
Connects to hell. You can borrow power from the beings of hell in exchange for a price.
You can resurrect the dead three times only. The corpse of the person to be resurrected must be present. (0/3)
Mana increases by 30.
Rank: SSS」
Connection to hell.
I had failed earlier. It was because the ‘Meaningless Death’ was hostile to me.
‘The hell connection is an ability that appeared after the Book of the Dead was completed. I don’t know exactly what kind of ability it is yet, but it’s definitely a powerful one.’
Not being able to use one of those abilities was a painful thing.
I used the hell connection again.
I felt one of my senses reaching out somewhere.
I felt a deep, deep darkness. The sense continued to reach out and then stopped.
“…….”
It was different from before.
Before, I had felt a huge presence at the end of the darkness.
‘As expected. The Meaningless Death is rejecting me.’
Meaningless Death.
The man with green skin.
I had a rough idea of who he was.
‘Hell. That is, the world of the dead. There are countless gods who rule hell, but if he has green skin, there is only one. Osiris.’
I didn’t know the exact reason, but Osiris hated me. He was hostile to me.
‘The reason I can guess… there are several… is it because of Anubis?’
I had fought Anubis in the past. I was the one who won, and Anubis was currently banished from Atlantis.
‘Just because he’s banished doesn’t mean he can’t visit Atlantis. Instead, he can’t exert any influence on Atlantis.’
However, his connections didn’t disappear.
He could ask Osiris for something outside of Atlantis.
‘If that’s the case, then the story fits perfectly.’
I stared intently at the Book of the Dead.
I repeatedly read one of the effects of the Book of the Dead. Connects to hell. You can borrow power from the beings of hell in exchange for a price.
This effect was a kind of trade. You give something. You receive something. An ability that allows you to trade with divine beings.
‘Do I have to trade with Osiris?’
There were many hells in Atlantis. There would be more than ten hells besides the hell ruled by Osiris.
‘Connect to another hell.’
Having made my decision, I tried the hell connection again.
One of my senses reached out somewhere. I desperately thought of a different hell. The sense that had been reaching out to the same place changed direction.
I was connected to another hell. The first thing I felt was coldness.
I shivered involuntarily at the coldness that seemed to freeze my soul.
The hell I was connected to was the 9,705th district, Niflheim.
「The Living Corpse (Pseudo) recognizes you.」
-It’s been a while, little one. I didn’t expect you to contact me this way.
“It has been a while, Living Corpse.”
-What do you want?
The Living Corpse (Pseudo)’s direct question came back. I preferred it that way. I didn’t like exchanging meaningless words.
“Gula. I would like to borrow her.”
Gula was a deceased person I had met in Niflheim. She was currently working under Hel. And Gula was still subordinate to me.
-What is the price?
“I will offer souls.”
-Offer 100 souls a day.
“I will.”
I answered immediately.
100 a day.
In other words, it meant offering 100 souls a day. It was by no means a cheap price. It was an amount that would make most rulers flinch. But it wasn’t that expensive for me now. I had over 10,000 souls right now.
The reward for collecting souls was here.
I immediately offered 100 of the souls I had to the Living Corpse (Pseudo). The souls screamed as they were sucked into hell.
-I like how decisive you are.
Hel’s voice was filled with satisfaction.
Immediately after, the hell connection was cut off. I was taken aback by the sudden disconnection.
‘Could it be a rip-off?!’
Fortunately, it wasn’t a rip-off.
A cold energy gathered in front of my eyes, and then the space cracked open. Through the cracked space, I could see a cold land with a chilling air.
Step, step.
Someone wearing silver full plate armor appeared, stepping on the frozen ground, and stood in front of me, crossing the space. The cracked space disappeared as if it were a lie the moment he crossed the space.
He drew a familiar bastard sword, planted it on the ground, and bowed his head.
“It’s been a while, Master.”
The voice inside the armor was a woman’s.
“Gula! It’s been a while! Take off your helmet. I want to see your face!”
I said, somewhat nervous. Gula, whom I had met after a long time, had become much stronger than when I had seen her before, no matter what she had done in Niflheim.
“Master is still the same.”
Gula chuckled and took off her helmet.
Her hidden face was revealed.
Pale white hair fluttered in the wind, and her golden eyes were as dazzling as the sun in the sky. Her skin was pale, as befitting an undead.
“Beautiful. If I could, I would violate you right here and now.”
“I don’t mind. In fact, didn’t Master violate me when I was in Niflheim?”
“It’s my problem.”
I, wearing Tutankhamun’s golden mask, was a eunuch who couldn’t get an erection.
“Gula. I want to know your current stats. Can you tell me?”
“I have decided to give everything to Master. That’s nothing. And you can see my status window without me telling you.”
That was true. As Gula’s master, I could see her status window.
「Name: Gula
Class: Death Knight
Title: Wandering Deceased.
Divine Seat: Living Corpse
Affiliation: COA Earth 94
Strength: 199 Agility: 120 Stamina: 170 Mana: 90 Luck: 3
Unique Traits: Monstrous Power (S), Corpse Devouring (A)
Traits: Skadir’s Great Warrior (S), Giant Killing (A), Border of Life and Death (A)
Skills: Aura of Death (S), Swordsmanship (S), Strike (A), Instant Dash (B), Combat Recovery (B)」
My eyes widened.
My mouth dropped open at the stats that were beyond my imagination.
‘Why is her strength so high? At this rate, her pure combat stats are higher than mine?’
Even with Corpse Devouring (A), which allowed her to grow by eating the dead, it was difficult to become this strong. She must have gone through all sorts of hardships in Niflheim.
The skills Instant Dash (B) and Combat Recovery (B) were also new.
‘Instant Dash (B) is something that happens when you fight, so that’s understandable… but Combat Recovery (B) is a bit unexpected.’
Even though it was unexpected, it wasn’t something I couldn’t understand.
Gula was both dead and alive due to the Border of Life and Death (A) trait. She was an undead, but not an undead at the same time.
“Do you like it? I suffered a bit while Master was gone.”
