Class Reset: Meeting Fluder
Tang Zheng was not idle.
During the time he was adapting to the Curse Power Zesshi Zetsumei, he searched deep within the cliff for places where the Curse Power was more concentrated.
It was previously impossible to utilize effectively.
Now, Tang Zheng is planning to set up the "Spiral of Death Device - Modified" to activate the cursed energy in this valley.
Lainas also possesses the [Cursed Knight] class, so she can naturally utilize the Curse Power here.
only.
He couldn't guarantee whether the remaining cursed energy would satisfy the needs of both Lainas and Zesshi Zetsumei.
Resources are ultimately limited.
Tang Zheng shook his head, making this cold choice.
Adhering to the helpless attitude of "using good steel where it's needed most".
Tang Zheng could only prioritize increasing the strength of the Zesshi Zetsumei, since the opponent already possessed the [Valkyrie] class.
Even if Lainas upgrades [Cursed Knight] to the maximum level, due to the limitations inherent in humans, there is still a high probability that she will not be able to truly activate [Valkyrie].
Three days passed in the blink of an eye!
The life force of the Zesshi Zetsumei was growing increasingly weak.
His severe injuries were not effectively treated, and the wounds were further corroded and infected by the Curse Power. Even the food he ate contained cursed toxins.
On the verge of death!
"The pain and weakness have lessened."
Zesshi Zetsumei's consciousness began to fade, he suddenly felt a relaxation in his body, as if a surge of strength had appeared out of nowhere.
Is it a final burst of energy before death?
"If I die like this, and then resurrect, will I have to continue?"
"Damn it, I don't want to be in this state anymore—this is a form of torture!"
Even with a relaxed mindset, the body gradually exhibits a self-preservation-like stress response under the stimulus of Zesshi Zetsumei death.
kindness?
Tang Zheng paused, his gaze pausing as he noticed the decaying wounds on Zesshi Zetsumei's body, where the corrosive Curse Power had stopped corroding.
Time passed little by little!
A faint white light emanated from the surface of Zesshi Zetsumei's body.
"The power of [Valkyrie]?"
Tang Zheng noticed the peculiar professional aura immediately, and a smile appeared on his face:
"It's done!"
"No, it should be considered half a success."
Now!
The state of Zesshi Zetsumei did not indicate true mastery of the [Cursed Knight], but rather a state somewhat similar to Lainas's initial state.
Truly master this profession!
The rotting wounds caused by the curse should disappear.
"Sixth-Tier Magic - Greater Healing!"
Wow!
A dazzling, holy light instantly illuminated the dark valley, and the magic transformed into a pure, sacred energy pillar, enveloping the dying Zesshi Zetsumei.
Star-like sparks of light rapidly heal wounds!
In the blink of an eye.
With a loud "bang!"
With Zesshi Zetsumei pale face, Jueshi Jueshi leaped out of the pit and landed steadily on the edge of it.
"Flow Acceleration!"
A cold voice rang out.
With Zesshi Zetsumei Ming transformed into a blur, raising his fist and slamming it towards Tang Zheng.
"Wall of Skeleton"
Thump-!
A wall composed of numerous Low-Tier Undead skeletons rapidly rose from the ground, blocking Tang Zheng's path.
Boom!
The Zesshi Zetsumei punch blasted a large hole in the Wall of Skeleton Wall of Skeleton, but didn't completely destroy it?
"Roar!"
"Ah!"
"Roar!"
Other Low-Tier Undead on the skull wall, wielding claws or rusty weapons, attacked the figure in the center.
"Snort!"
Zesshi Zetsumei gave a soft snort, withdrew his arm, and retreated.
"Have you vented your anger?"
Tang Zheng calmly waved his arm, dispelling the "Skull Wall" spell, and looked at the opposite side, where Zesshi Zesshi stood with his arms crossed and a cold Zesshi Zetsumei on his face:
After you've vented your anger, first assess your own condition.
"It's fine if you want to fight."
Tang Zheng calmly replied, "Even if Zesshi Zetsumei's injuries haven't fully recovered, he'll still be standing in front of me fully armed."
Even using only magic, Zesshi Zetsumei cannot defeat him.
"Ha~"
Zesshi Zetsumei adopted a sweet, cloying voice, as if the sudden attack had never happened, and stretched her limbs:
"It does seem a bit different now."
While we were talking!
Zesshi Zetsumei San Ming bent down, picked up a stone from the ground, and suddenly tightened his grip.
With a series of "crack" sounds, the stone in his hand was crushed, and some of the tiny fragments were dissolved by the corrosive energy.
"The power has increased a bit."
Zesshi Zetsumei's pupils widened slightly as he exclaimed in surprise, "It seems possible—to utilize the power of the curse."
Although it possesses only a trace of the Curse Power, it is undeniably real!
"It took less time than I initially expected."
Tang Zheng smiled, then snapped his fingers lightly, "Then, let's begin the second step."
"What!" Zesshi Zetsumei suddenly looked up, then shrank back:
"You never said there would be a second step!"
She barely survived the first part, so she'd have to die again for the second, right?
At that moment, Zesshi Zetsumei suddenly felt that he might not need to pursue power as much anymore!
"The strong can do whatever they want to the weak," that's your creed. Tang Zheng looked at the terrified Zesshi Zetsumei and smiled gently.
Just that smile.
Seeing this, Zesshi Zetsumei couldn't help but shudder. If Tang Zheng knew that Zesshi Zetsumei was guessing that "the second step will lead to death," he would definitely praise Zesshi Zetsumei being so clever as to have thought of this!
That's right.
The second step is to make Zesshi Zetsumei drop a level!
The reason we didn't do that from the beginning is quite simple.
1. It is uncertain whether [Cursed Knight] can be obtained from Zesshi.
Second: There is no benefit to it; killing the other person for no reason will only worsen the relationship.
In the Imperial Capital.
The vast area, enclosed by a hexagonal rear wall, is guarded by several watchtowers.
Located within the Eight Imperial Knight Orders, belonging to the most elite First Knight Order, they are part of several mixed guard units composed of Magic Caster, responsible for patrol duties.
high altitude.
You can also see the Emperor's personal guard and the Royal Air Force Guard riding flying magical beasts.
This place, known as the "Imperial Magic Ministry," is a symbol of the empire's power and the place where the previous emperor devoted the most energy.
Inside were all sorts of strangely shaped buildings, with many people going in and out of each one, but there was one Black Tower deep inside that was almost never entered or exited.
On the contrary!
It has more stringent security measures than other buildings.
Besides the troops on the surface, there are four Rock Golem nearly 3 meters tall guarding the entrance, tirelessly and eternally responsible for the guard duty.
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Tread!
The sound of steady footsteps echoed slowly from the depths of the Black Tower.
Upon seeing the familiar footsteps, the guards at the entrance all showed expressions of awe and reverence, and immediately lowered their heads.
The white light and shadow flickered.
An aged figure holding a magic staff emerged from the entrance of the Black Tower and walked toward the carriage that had been waiting there.
It was a very luxurious carriage, pulled by an eight-legged magical Eight-Legged Horse, and driven by two elite-looking Warrior.
The roof of the carriage!
With significant modifications, it allows Magic Caster and crossbow-wielding Warrior to stand ready in a four-person formation, increasing vigilance over the surrounding area.
Such a luxurious and high-standard measure!
In the entire Baharuth Empire, there are probably only two people who are qualified and possess this right.
"The Blood Emperor" Jircniv NieRon Farod El Nix!
Fluder Paradyne, the Triple Magic Caster!
The old man holding the Magic Staff before them was certainly not the Blood Emperor.
Fluder, his white beard stretching all the way to his chest, emerged from the Deepest Tower and boarded the carriage expressionlessly.
The wheels rolled and turned.
The luxurious carriage, pulled by Eight-Legged Horse, began to move, heading towards the city outside the Imperial Magic Ministry.
The silver spice box emitted a faint, pleasant fragrance.
Fluder sat alone in the carriage, her right hand resting lightly on the dark red velvet, and sighed softly.
"Still not working?"
"Theoretically, with my power, I should be able to control it."
Fluder was completely baffled.
The "Death Knight" imprisoned deep within the Deepest Tower represents the power he has always sought to control, if only he could succeed!
He would far surpass Rigrit, the "Necromancer," among the Thirteen Heroes.
In fact.
Fluder did not have an excessive desire for power; his true wish was to glimpse the Abyss of magic.
Fluder's withered fingers involuntarily tightened, gripping the warm, dark red velvet blanket in his hands.
"Eryuentiu"
The name popped into his mind.
That was the capital city of the kingdom established by the Eight Greed Kings in the Dolor Desert, and also the last remaining city.
A sense of resentment rose within Fluder, as if a black flame were burning within her.
Thirteen Heroes!
Those Hero of the past!
Fluder believed that with his current strength, he was already on par with them, but why—why were they the only ones permitted to do so!
But I was turned away. What is it that I'm inferior to them in?
Anger and resentment surged within me!
Fluder was extremely jealous, jealous that the Thirteen Heroes had the opportunity to glimpse the "Abyss of Magic".
"Why---..
Fluder's deep resentment ultimately transformed into a soft sigh.
Lower your head.
He looked at his gray beard.
Thinking of the young disciples and students surrounding him, a sense of resentment welled up within him once more.
He's very old!
In the practice of Mental Magic Caster, there is a power called Immortal Arts. He used this forbidden magic to stop himself from aging.
However, even with the level of Tier Magic he could master, stopping his aging—a power beyond ordinary imagination—was still far too difficult.
It can only be activated and used through a magical ritual!
This seems to have distorted the originally perfect magic that could grant immortality, causing him to continue aging.
The longer it goes on, the more severe the imperfect distortions of the magic will become!
Thump~
The luxurious carriage shuddered slightly.
It probably ran over a pebble on the road, or there was an uneven spot on the road surface.
Fluder snapped out of his resentful thoughts, and with this thought in mind, he slightly raised his head, preparing to look out the double-layered silk curtains hanging outside the carriage window for the next moment!
Fluder's eyes flickered, and he suddenly gripped the magic staff in his hand. His long lifespan had given him a habit of "remaining calm in the face of adversity."
That's roughly the role it played at that moment.
Even though she was terrified inside, Fluder only seemed to twitch her eyelids slightly. This subtle movement was barely noticeable on her wrinkled face.
And there it was!
A figure was sitting calmly directly opposite Fluder.
The other party wore a red magic robe and a pure white mask, with flashes of blue light appearing from time to time.
This proves that the mask is a magical item.
When did it appear?
Absolutely nothing found!
Two elite Warrior were driving the carriage, and there were four highly Alertness guards on top of it.
The magical items on his body seemed to have no effect.
At this moment, Fluder couldn't bother reprimanding the six guards. After a brief moment of stiffness, his expression froze, and he spoke in a calm tone:
"Who are you?"
It is impossible to determine when the other party boarded the carriage.
In other words, there is a possibility that information from the "Imperial Magic Ministry" and the "Black Tower" has been leaked!
"I saw you were on the scaffold just now, so I don't think I hurt you."
Tang Zheng leaned against the carriage and spoke softly, "Fluder."
The training for the second step of the Zesshi Zetsumei" course has been temporarily completed; " Class Reset " is not a simple matter!
Especially for people from New World.
Tang Zheng had conducted several experiments and discovered that as long as one continuously trained in a certain profession for a period of time before death, it would be effective.
Therefore, after dying and being resurrected, there is a very high probability that the class that "dropped a level" is the one that was trained before dying.
The professions of Zesshi Zetsumei are chaotic, and Tang Zheng's plan for their profession arrangement is to build Cleric Warrior system with [Valkyrie] as the core.
Therefore, professions that need to be removed should be prioritized.
These are the three assassin-oriented professions: [Zesshi Zetsumei], [Rogue], and [Assassin Weapon Master].
Having already faced Zesshi Zetsumei once, Tang Zheng used Ninth-Tier "Resurrection Magic" to revive, only dropping 2 levels.
Through observation.
Tang Zheng tentatively concluded that there was no problem. He was currently adapting to the Zesshi Zetsumei and would proceed with the next level reduction once he had fully adapted.
so.
He happened to be here to see Fluder.
Tang Zheng was quite concerned about the "lifespan issue," after all, there were living examples of the Six Great Gods whose lifespans had run out and who had died.
"Who exactly are you?!" Upon hearing this, Fluder felt as if the other party was Taunt him, and spoke coldly while activating his life-saving ability.
We didn't see anything.
Did they make special arrangements because they knew about my life-saving ability?
Fluder's eyes deepened, able to deceive his own senses and magical artifacts, in addition to the fact that the other party was dressed Magic Caster.
At least one thing can be determined: the opponent is extremely skilled in concealment magic, or possesses special magical items.
Oh, I forgot to introduce myself.
Tang Zheng seemed to only remember this moment, leaned forward slightly, raised his hand to his chest and bowed. "I am the leader of the [Zurrernorn] Alliance."