I Can't Do Anything

Su Li, logging back in, didn't rush to the Flame Dragon Lizard's lair.

As a veteran player, he knew the value of elemental advantages.

"Since that big lizard is called a Flame Dragon Lizard, even if it's just a sub-dragon species, it'll definitely have high-temperature resistance. Crimson Corruption will be countered."

"If I use the same tactics as before, I'll be roasted into bone dust before Crimson Corruption even takes effect."

"So, I can do this..."

Just then, the system helpfully issued a new quest.

[Quest Triggered: Undead, Charge!]

[Description: As a Revered Corrupted Knight with ideals, how can you not have a suicide squad ready to sacrifice themselves for you? Please create and control 30 Corrupted Enslavement.]

[Reward: EXP +600, Strength +6, Difficulty: D]

Su Li's eyes lit up. "This quest is perfect timing! It's exactly what I was thinking!"

"The best way to deal with this kind of monster is to blow it up! Then, with self-destruction and Crimson Corruption combined, the scene will be, tsk tsk."

"This is the Corpse Explosion Technique!"

Su Li recalled the spectacular scene of a string of corpses exploding in God's Sin and couldn't help but let out a villainous "Hehehehe."

"Tremble, little lizard! Grandpa has prepared a big gift for you!"

As for the raw materials for his suicide infantry, Su Li already had some ideas.

"Hehehe..." Just as he was about to call Pipi Axe and Pipi Finger to round up some conscripts.

"Buzz--" A strange mental wave suddenly echoed deep within Su Li's soul.

It was an incredibly faint, yet anxious and yearning call.

"Great... God of Death..."

"My unknown... companion..."

"Please answer my summons... help me..."

Su Li froze and stopped.

"Huh? What's going on? Does this game have cross-server chat?"

[System Notification: The Revered Corrupted Skeleton Soldier has sensed the summons from the Novice Necromancer "Rosalia". Due to the opponent's weak magic, she cannot summon you. You may choose:]

[Option 1: Ignore]

[Description: Who the hell are you? I'm busy, hang up.]

[Reward: EXP +50, Strength +1]

[Option 2: Muddle Through]

[Description: Just toss a bone over as a gesture. I'm not going to work.]

[Reward: EXP +100, Strength +2]

[Option 3: Actively Respond]

[Description: Since you have sincerely summoned me, I shall descend with great mercy! Traverse space and resolve the opponent's crisis.]

[Reward: EXP +200, Strength +5]

"Rosalia?"

The NPC girl, who treated him as a friend and eventually had to send him away to protect him, instantly appeared in Su Li's mind.

"So it's her." Su Li stroked his jawbone.

"Since she's my exclusive plot NPC, and it seems she's in trouble again, according to the usual trope, NPCs raised from a young age often become powerful allies... or a great wife."

"As a player with long-term investment vision, I must choose option three!"

"And Strength +5, that's too good to pass up." Su Li didn't hesitate and directly chose [Option 3].

"Pipi Axe, Pipi Finger, guard the house! I'll be back soon!"

The next second, Su Li's body was enveloped in a faint green light and disappeared from his spot.

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Twilight Town, a dead-end alley.

"Run! Keep running!"

Lainer, holding a short knife, approached Rosalia cornered with a sinister grin.

Rosalia was even more disheveled than when they were in Twilight Village.

Her clothes were tattered, her face was covered in dirt and tear stains, and her satchel had been torn open, scattering pieces of dry, hard bread into the mud.

"Uncle Lainer... please... let me go..." Rosalia clutched the magic book in her arms, her voice trembling.

"Let you go?" Lainer acted as if he'd heard a joke and spat viciously.

"You think you deserve it?! If it weren't for you damn little bastard, why would I have provoked that Wild Wolf Squad? Why would I be forced to lick that she-wolf's boots?!"

Recalling his previous experience, Lainer felt a surge of humiliation and fear.

Just a few hours ago.

Having narrowly escaped the Undead Mountain Range, he knew Mad Axe had died there. The Wild Wolf Squad would definitely investigate to the end, and they would surely find him. So, rather than wait for death, he decided to strike first.

He braced himself and went to the Wild Wolf Squad's base, finding the legendary, cruel female werewolf captain—Mara.

He concocted a flawless lie: Rosalia was an evil Undead mage who had summoned a terrifying mutated skeleton, and Mad Axe had heroically sacrificed himself to protect Lainer.

This was—killing with a borrowed knife.

However, that woman Mara was too terrifying.

She merely stuck out her tongue and licked Lainer's sweaty face.

"This taste… it's the taste of lies."

At that moment, Lainer almost wet himself from fright.

But Mara didn't kill him. Instead, a smile of interest appeared on her face.

"Mad Axe was an idiot, and he's dead. But I'm very interested in that mutated skeleton you mentioned. Take me to it, and I'll consider letting you live."

Lainer immediately felt as if he'd been granted amnesty. After licking Mara's boot, he scrambled away.

With a belly full of anger and humiliation with nowhere to vent, he turned a corner and saw the very person responsible for his current predicament—Rosalia.

"Since that female werewolf only wants the skeleton, and didn't say she wanted a living Undead mage..." A vicious killing intent flashed in Lainer's eyes.

"Then I'll take it out on you first! I'll chop off your hand to pay my debt!" He raised his short knife and approached step by step.

Looking at the cold, gleaming blade, Rosalia despaired. This was a dead end, and no one would come to save her.

"No... I don't want to die... I haven't found a way to revive Su Liya yet..." A look of determination flashed in the girl's eyes.

She suddenly drew a small knife hidden in her boot and slashed it fiercely at her own wrist.

Blood gushed out, sprinkling onto the ground and forming a magic circle.

"With blood as the medium..." She used all her remaining magic and life force, uttering the spell that had never succeeded before.

"Unknown existence... I beg you... whatever you are..."

"Save me!!"

"Buzz—" This time, the magic circle lit up.

But Lainer's knife had already descended, "Die!!"

"Clang!" A crisp sound of metal striking metal rang out.

Lainer felt his hand go numb. The short knife seemed to have struck a hard iron plate and was directly flung away.

"Wh-what is that?!" Lainer stumbled back two steps in terror.

In front of Rosalia, the magic circle suddenly flared.

A pale, slender hand, holding an iron sword emanating an ominous dark red aura, slowly emerged from the rift.

Following it, a skeleton with crimson soul fire burning in its eye sockets crossed over, like a grim reaper returning from hell.

Su Li looked down at the limp girl on the ground, then looked up at the familiar figure before him, the one that made him grit his teeth in hatred.

"Yo, isn't this Lainer?"