It was a bright day.
Muyoung was lying down like a corpse.
He memorized the four chants to see his limits even though two times was the limit.
The result of that was that he couldnât lift a finger but his consciousness was as clear as day.
Als Nova is a power that handles circulation.
Thanks to that he obtained a lot of information.
That he could control his circulation with Als Nova. That circulation was a power of gods and the more he used it the closer it would change him into a true god.
Nothing will be impossible if he got to handle this power freely.
But getting closer to becoming a god was the same as killing himself. Forgetting all the disgrace and emotions, and residing in his consciousness was what a god was.
And so, Muyoung wasnât thinking of becoming a god at all. Thatâs why he had to maintain balance.
Balance. He could accomplish that through increasing his demonic powers.
Through devouring a demon god and keeping in that power inside him.
The only thing that can tip the scales with a god is another god.
7 days passed before Muyoung could stand up from his bed.
âPa!â
The first one that approached him was Snow.
The woman that was previously a maiden but now had the consciousness of a child because of having gone through several hardships. She followed Muyoung a lot and also possessed the power to devour âdragonsâ.
Next to her was also the High Elf Ain.
âSo you woke up.â
âDo you have some business with me?â
âNo. Only that Snow wanted to keep by your sideâ¦â
Muyoung shrugged his shoulders and stood up.
Snow was burying her face on Muyoungâs side while grinning.
Muyoung wiped off the place he was lying on and stood up.
He could feel everything moving near him.
It seemed like everyone was busy after the war ended, claiming back their territory.
Ain asked as she had her doubts on why Muyoung wasnât asking anything.
âArenât you curious?â
âAbout what?â
âYou woke up in 7 days. Arenât you curious about the situation in your territory, etc?â
âI know it. And alsoâ¦â
Muyoung took off the white gown that he was wearing.
Ain turned her head but he didnât mind and continued changing into his armour.
And said.
I believe in you.
âPa!â
Snow tried to get on top of him but Muyoung grabbed the back of Snowâs neck.
And then threw her into the bed.
Snow laughed as if it was fun but Muyoung ignored her and left the room.
After that Muyoung turned his head.
âTacan.â
Tacan was on stand by in front of the door from some days ago.
He was holding a piece of cloth that contained something.
As soon as Muyoung got out, Tacan untied the cloth.
âI got its life vessel. If itâs you, you should be able to restore it.â
A marble with violet light circling around that was the size of a head.
This was a âLife Vesselâ.
The object where the lich kept its life power.
Bae Sungminâs life was inside this marble.
A lich doesnât die unless a Life Vessel disappears.
However, it wonât be able to resurrect as its physical body has been completely destroyed.
âBae Sungmin is an elder lich. I canât resurrect him with normal ingredients.â
âState what you need. I will get them.â
Muyoung looked at Tacan as if it was unexpected.
Were they always this close?
Well, the two of them have gone through a lot of things together. It seems like they got close in that process.
But it was still good. Muyoung told him the simplest answer.
âItâs your bone.â
âMy boneâ¦â¦?â
Tacan flinched for a moment for the creepy words. It was his own bones that were able to resurrect Bae Sungmin.
But there was a reason why it had to be Tacanâs bones.
âYour âbonesâ have lots of similarities. Aside that, the death of the monarch is also fine as he is the only other elder lich.â
The strongest four beings excluding the demon gods.
One of them was the monarch of death. The monarch of death was also an elder lich like Bae Sungmin so it would be easy to resurrect him by using his body.
But that was an impossible thing.
It was impossible with Tacan alone and if Muyoung wanted to go to that place, his plans would go astray.
âI have to go meet Gremory.â
The Demon God Gremory!
She had asked Muyoung to gather three Fragments of Fissure. And Muyoung did so.
It was because there were three Fragments of Fissure in the staff Enroth used.
And so, the fragments Muyoung had were 4.
It was time to jump in the battle of the demon gods.
The devil Amon would have realized the misfortune Enroth suffered by now anyways. So now, it was a matter of time. If he delayed anymore, he would be the one to suffer.
Tacan clenched his fists and nodded.
âFine. Take my bonesâ¦and resurrect him.
âIf you do that, it will take quite a while to regenerate.â
âIt doesnât matter.â
Tacanâs bones could regenerate.
The problem was that it took a long time to regenerate when a big amount of bones were taken at once.
But Tacan didnât mind that.
âFollow me.â
Tacan followed Muyoung while holding Bae Sungminâs liffe vessel as Muyoung turned back and started to walk.
A shady and deep underground.
Muyoung started with his work immediately.
Restoring Bae Sungminâs body wasnât that hard if he only had the ingredients.
But there was a point that he had to think about.
Was he going to take care of things in the same field as before or was he going to take some risks?
Bae Sungminâs control of magic was top ranked. It even surpassed Muyoungâs.
However, his body wouldnât be able to endure it. Even if he became an elder lich, his foundation was that of a âhumanâ.
If he used Tacanâs bones it would get a little bit better.
âBut itâs not enough.â
There was a limit with Tacanâs bones.
Muyoung looked at his body.
âThe Skin of the Immortal got rooted in my entire body.â
The Skin of the Immortal reconstructed Muyoungâs skin and body anew.
Muyoungâs current body was the same as the most precious âmiraculous drugâ in the world.
The bones of a dragon? The heart of a phoenix?
They were all top-tier ingredients but even those were a level inferior to Muyoungâs body.
Muyoung cut his skin and poured blood in Tacanâs blood.
He also mixed in some of his hair and nails.
He set up a frame with magic power to set an external shape and covered it with magic.
But that wasnât the end.
âThe Fissure of Fragments.â
Three of them were his objective in the first place but he obtained four of them.
He had one remaining so he decided to carve it in Bae Sungminâs heart.
It was a strange thing but the Fissure Fragment would strengthen or maximize a particular power.
This was similar to the reality marble âwildernessâ Muyoung was using.
There was the possibility the Fissure Fragment could explode but it also had the property to stabilize an explosive magic in a more stable way.
It was a kind of a bet but Enroth had managed to insert that power in his staff safely.
Even if that staff was gifted by the master of magic âAmonâ, Muyoung would also be able to do it if Amon could.
âArt of Deathâ
Recreating his imagination.
He would resurrect Bae Sungmin in a more stable, explosive and artistic body.
It was then.
[The Death Lord shakes his head.]
[He recognized the user âMuyoungâ and judged that it was meaningless to put marks anymore.]
[The one that obtained the immortal rank. The Death Lord gives the last blessing to the one that makes his own path to walk on.]
[The rank of âArt of Deathâ becomes âEXâ and its unique abilities get revealed.]
[âGrantingâ has been opened up due to the nature of the user Muyoung. This activates automatically when used the skill âArt of Deathâ and there are no particular explanations in the unique ability. Only the user âMuyoungâ can find and develop its abilities.]
[The Lich King, âBae Sungminâ has been recreated into a more perfect existence.]
[âGranting ???â has been completed.]
Name: Bae Sungmin
Level: 645
Type: Elder Lich (Lich King)
Strength 550 Agility 540 Stamina 350
Intelligence 700 Wisdom 700 Magic Resistance 660
Chaos 700 Magical attributes 580
+ Can utilize all Necromancer skills (SS Rank)
+ Due to âLineage of Lightâ, Saint skills are useable (S rank)
+ Due to Fragments of Fissure, stable magic boost (at most 1.3 times)
+ Can utilize âThree Doorsâ
+ Can summon âWitch Beatriceâ
+ The intelligence to never forget something he saw
+ The intelligence comparable to a âGreat Magicianâ
+ Infinite Strengthening Potential
+ Strong bonds (Muyoung, Tacan, Bae Suzy)
He changed.
You could tell that he wasnât normal just by looking at the numbers.
The numbers surpassed even the devil Shar-Shazar.
He wasnât as good as Enroth but he obtained more things than him so that was enough.
âOutstanding.â
It was like a miracle that his own body created.
For him to become such a complete art.
âGrantâ¦what did I grant?â
In addition, his own rank had also increased.
It meant that the Death Lord had given up on grading Muyoung and recognized his peculiarity.
Due to that, the unique ability opened up and obtained the strength to âgrantâ, but not even Muyoung knew what he could grant.
However Muyoung still nodded.
He could figure that out with time
He should now focus on the completed Bae Sungmin.
First, he became able to amplify stable magic like Muyoung thought and it seemed like the number of necromancer skills he could use had increased dramatically.
Also, having the wisdom of a âGreat Magicianâ meant that the speed at which he learned skills wasnât normal. He would learn everything and absorb it like a sponge when he was taught something.
Studying in depth Tacanâs âlearn what you seeâ was impossible but Bae Sungmin made even that possible so you couldnât say which one was better.
âA strong bond?â
He didnât know what that meant but it didnât seem like something bad looking that his name was in it.
Is it because Tacanâs bones and Muyoungâs blood, etc. are mixed in him?
After that, Bae Sungmin stood up with his new body.
Although there was no much difference from before looking externally.
âThank you master.â
Bae Sungmin organized the current situation.
And so bowed deeply towards Muyoung.
âI feel like overflowing with strength.â
âYou became stronger.â
âIn my current situation⦠I donât feel like I will lose easily even against Enroth.â
Muyoung smirked.
Even that Enroth was now an undead.
He should just make them fight directly to see if that was true.
Meanwhile, Bae Sungmin looked at Muyoung again.
âMaster⦠is that child fine?â
âAre you talking about Suzy?â
âYes.â
Bae Sungmin had thrown himself to save Suzy.
It was obvious that he would be curious about how she was.
âSheâs alive.â
âSo, so that is the case.â
âBut she is not able to wake up.â
ââ¦â¦!â
Bae Sungmin flinched for a moment.
Muyoung continued speaking.
âAlthough her body is fine, she is refusing to wake up. It is hard to understand.â
âI will go.â
âDo as you wish.â
Muyoung shrugged his shoulders.
The remains of scattered bone. Something that was estimated to be as Tacan.
âWhat is that?
âDonât mind it.â
Tacan wouldnât have wanted him to know.
He would rather get embarrassed and may even quibble over it with Muyoung.
ââ¦Thank you. I will follow you all my life.â
Bae Sungmin left the underground as if he was in a hurry.
It was related to Bae Suji so Muyoung just let it pass.
But the bigger problem was.
âTacanâ¦restoring you wonât be easy.â
He had been too fascinated on resurrecting Bae Sungmin that he used Tacanâs bones without thinking much about it.
The result of that was that Tacan was only left with traces.
This was beyond regenerating.
Muyoung looked at himself.
âA rib should be fine.â