Rebirth : The Alchemist's Path

The Fall of the Undead King

"..."

With the appearance of the black bead.

A wave of energy also emerged from the swamp.

Countless runes lit up, as if trying to prevent the black bead from leaving.

But in the next second, a spatial fluctuation suddenly appeared on the surface of the black bead.

Although the runes tried to block it, the black bead disappeared in an instant.

And at the moment the bead disappeared, a wave of energy appeared at the spatial crack above Sylvus' head.

Under the gaze of everyone, a black bead slowly appeared and finally landed in front of Sylvus.

"So, your soul was hidden inside this bead, huh?"

Sylvus looked at the black bead in front of him and smiled slightly at Vogt.

"How, how is this possible? How did you even find it? I... I..."

Vogt, who had been pleading for death moments ago, suddenly turned pale and couldn't help but cry out in shock.

If his soul still existed, even if he were killed now, he could be resurrected.

But if his soul was destroyed, then he would truly die, disappearing forever.

"Weren't you asking for death just now?"

Sylvus didn't answer, instead, he smiled as he asked the question.

Seeing the smile on Sylvus' face, Vogt's body trembled uncontrollably.

He had never realized before that a person's smile could be so terrifying.

Yes, this time he was truly afraid.

Even after being humiliated for most of the day, he hadn't yielded.

This was his pride as a king of the Undead race.

But now things were different.

Sylvus was in control of his soul, which meant that he could truly die and disappear forever from this world.

"I, I was wrong, senior, please, please spare me! I swear I will never set foot on the continent of Esral again."

Vogt said hurriedly, his eyes full of desperation as he looked at Sylvus.

The man in front of him was too terrifying.

Without making a sound, he had summoned him from the world of the Undead.

Just when Vogt thought he could conquer the entire continent on his own, Sylvus had struck him down again.

He didn't even have the chance to resist, treated like a clown to be humiliated.

And now, Sylvus held his soul in his hands.

He had never been this terrified of someone before.

Sylvus was the first.

It was even hard to imagine what would happen when the Undead race finally invaded this continent and faced such a powerful person.

"Didn't you want to die earlier? Why are you asking me to spare you now?"

Sylvus asked teasingly.

"I don't want to die, senior. What do you want from me? Name your terms, I'll accept anything, but I really don't want to die."

Vogt said bitterly.

He was the king of the Undead.

He had worked tirelessly to gain that position.

Naturally, he didn't want to die just like that.

The stronger and higher the status of a person, the more they fear death!

"I have no conditions. I just want you to die."

Sylvus smiled slightly.

As he spoke, his gaze fell on the black bead in front of him.

"No, you can't do this, please no..."

...

As Vogt cried out.

Sylvus' fingers pressed onto the black bead.

In the next second, cracks appeared on the bead.

Soon, it shattered completely.

"Ah... I can't accept this, I can't accept this..."

...

With his soul destroyed, Vogt sensed his life force beginning to fade.

He could only roar in anger toward the sky.

His body started to disintegrate into ash.

A few seconds later, only a black robe remained, falling to the ground.

[System prompt: The host has successfully completed the task and obtained a fragment of the Forbidden Codex, which has been stored in the system space. Please check it at your convenience.]

Hearing the system's voice, Sylvus smiled.

Finally, he had acquired another forbidden magic spell.

"Disperse."

Sylvus said, not paying attention to the people around him, and walked towards the small shop. Meylan hurriedly followed behind.

"Thank you, sir!"

As they watched Sylvus leave, the crowd bowed in respect.

Even the Dwarf King Ronald looked at Sylvus with admiration.

...

At the moment of Vogt's death, the entire Undead world began to tremble.

All the undead let out screams.

They sensed that one of their kings had fallen.

And at the very center of the Undead world, there was a towering black tower that reached the sky. Inside the tower sat twelve figures.

"What happened? Why did Vogt suddenly lose his life signs?"

"We, the thirteen kings, are the peak of the Undead world. Who could silently kill him?"

...

"Yesterday, I sensed a spatial fluctuation coming from inside the Undead Tower, and then Vogt disappeared. I thought he had left the tower on his own, but now it seems the situation is not that simple."

"Should we inform the Master? If the Master investigates, we won't be able to bear the consequences."

...

Voices echoed within the Undead Tower.

Before the words could settle, a more powerful aura suddenly descended upon the tower.

The faces of the twelve figures changed, and they all knelt simultaneously.

"Greetings, Master!"

"Do you know why Vogt died?"

A voice rang out, impossible to determine whether it was male or female.

Every word struck the twelve figures like a blow.

"Master, we do not know. Could it be that a stronger being has appeared in the Undead world?"

One of them quickly replied.

"Hmph, there is no such powerful being in the Undead world. But I sensed a trace of aura from the continent of Esral. Vogt's death should be related to that continent."

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