Bro, I'm not an Undead!

The man with the dark hair couldn’t take this. He recognised that this man was obviously from his side, but he didn’t have time for games.

What did some bottom-of-the-barrel scrub want?

How did he even get here?

Whose messenger was he?

“What are you doing here? How did you even know to come here in the first place?” he asked, much to everyone’s curiosity as well.

Guissepo maintained his cheerful grin as he gazed at this man who was oblivious…

Who was ignorant…

Who was no longer wanted….

The cheery man opened his mouth to speak, his humble appearance gaining a sacredness about him over the glint in his eye that seemed to put everyone on edge.

“I am a simple vessel that has been found EXTRAVAGANT for him. For the MASTER! He saw my efforts and revealed to me a great deal of things that none of you know! Hahaha! I never knew that I, a simple man who was satisfied with dying as fodder in MASTER’S service, could be found worthy of carrying his mantle!”

Guissepo yelled at the top of his lungs with a crazed look upon his face, a purple glow beginning to suffuse within his pupils, making all the Evenfall members as well as Actuass and his group feel a sense of discomfort.

“He chose me! Erat, MASTER says you have failed! With all your years you have let him down. He grows impatient with your long-winded, monotonous tactics! He wants freedom! And for that…. I have been chosen to take your place!”

The man with the dark hair, identified as Erat turned pale before he became red with rage.

No, it couldn’t be!

After all these years…?!

After all his efforts?!

Was it because he allied with the Necromancers?

But this had yielded him the best result he had seen so far!

So… why…?

No!

It couldn’t be true!

“You dare tell such lies?! Only I have been ordained for this task! What would one so young like you know?! Your blasphemy shall be punished!” Erat said as his golden eyes shone with a purple light, his hand rising as it extended towards Guissepo!

While he was still frustrated with how dismal the result on the Extreme Formula was, what he needed now was some fool to vent his rage on!

The black and purple haired man showed no apprehension as he felt powers way beyond his own barrel out of Erat who bore a wrathful face!

He was calm, for he knew what he had seen.

Back then…. when that eye had appeared, followed by the creature that was born after the channelling so much Primus into the atmosphere.

That creature had been sent with a message that he saw when he looked into that eye!

Guissepo had almost gotten so much confidence to go berserk and fight back then but he held himself so that what he learned could come to pass.

Starting with this exact moment.

This exact vision he had seen where Erat would try to take his life.

‘Humph ….someone who has worked enough for this Extravagance should be the one to take carry the burden of leadership for a change…’ he thought as in response to the hostility, he extended his own hand, his meagre strength pitted against the flood from the man before him.

Erat was about to use his blessing to crush Guissepo, vicious waves of mana flowing to expel atrocious waves of power but…

He suddenly stopped.

….!

What was going on?!

What was this?!

His body suddenly felt limb as within him, something just seemed to be unplugged…detached from the source of his power.

His blessing suddenly resisted his control!

As if this wasn’t enough to put him into despair mixed with confusion, Guissepo raised his hand higher while extending it towards Erat, the man’s chin rising as he found his mouth opening without his control!

‘What… how is he doing this…?!’ Erat’s eyes bulged as they became bloodshot. ‘How…?!’

Soon, from the man’s mouth, a stream of dark purple energy was pulled out, the thick waves gathering above Erat who trembled violently as he felt as if his very life energy was being stolen along with his powers!

The purple mass pooled overhead only for a short period before it streaked towards Guissepo who held it within his hand like a condensed ball under the shocked eyes of the rest of the Evenfall members.

Erat plummeted to the ground lifelessly, his eyes having rolled over while his skin became a sickening mash of colour.

Guissepo emitted a grunt as he played with the energy that danced in his hand.

His eyes then turned to Actuass whose hazel eyes peaked from the mask, showing nothing but calm and a bit of curiosity.

Fulina and Cyne on the other hand, were quite rattled though as they assumed that something was going to go down, their guard having risen to the peak.

Actuass raised his hand to put them at ease though.

“Management issues?” he questioned with a relaxed voice.

Guissepo smiled at this man.

“Not anymore. An easily recognisable face was needed is all…” he replied casually before he walked over to Actuass, reaching merely inches away before he continued. “MASTER told me that I should keep you around. You’re the centrepiece of everything we want to achieve. Such high and extravagant praise, is it not?”

Actuass breathed out an audible breath.

“Is that so?”

“It is. As extravagant evidence… how about I allow you take the girl. Just as you wanted to do in this first place.”

“Hmm…” Actuass hummed as he slightly titled his head, his hazel eyes narrowing a bit.

He hadn’t told anyone about that.

Curious.

Guissepo backed away with a wide smile while gesturing towards Revia who was wheezing for air.

The masked man only took a second before he walked towards Revia and crouched down, his hidden face looking down at her.

The girl gritted her teeth as diluted rage could be felt from her entire, exhausted visage.

Actuass didn’t focus on this though. He stretched out his hand towards her and said a few words that made the girl’s eyes tremble.

“You’re the only one in this world who understands that pain can be an eternal phenomenon. You could keep sinking in it and all its cruel variations for the rest of your undeath…. or you could be my pawn for a time while you await the day you successfully kill me and free yourself…”

***

A distance from Inhone City, Skullius walked on a footpath as he looked on ahead.

An ethereal-looking yet material robe with a dark blue hue draped over him as it fluttered in the hot wind.

Around his neck, a silvery small skeletal figure the size of a fist with horns over its head could be seen as it held together the robe for him, its sockets tinged with a subdued blue torchlight.

This was evidently the Limitless Body Null Demon Hound that had miniaturised its body and created a robe with its Unliving Thread for the Discount Human.

Skullius looked back one more time at the city he was leaving behind.

“Tsk. I forgot to say goodbye to Frock. Hmm? Is that even necessary? That’s a weird thought,” Skullius rebuked himself.

‘I have 6 days to roam around freely. Thats enough, right? Maybe. Silrat can be stingy dammit! I can pick up quite a bit in those days though. Hopefully on clues about these too,’ Skullius thought as he peeked into the storage of his Null Demon’s Aegis of Damnation, looking at two things he hadn’t checked on since the Tremur Forest.

Things too complicated for him to figure out.

But this was just an afterthought.

The abundant Enriching gems in the second spatial storage on his finger were something he was looking forward to absorbing as well.

When he did, he would get to see what [Flesh It Like You Mean It] which was Lv.9 now could do once it evolved.

Kek…

Bless Silrat!

The Discount Human then addressed someone else he was less trusting towards.

“You better not screw me over, you tomato-loving sockethole,” he said.

“RELAX O FLINGER. WE’RE IN THIS TOGETHER, ARE WE NOT? HEHEHEHE! I’LL GET YOU STRONGER IN NO TIME. THOUGHYOUTREATMELIKEGARBAGEBUTFORGIVENESSISONEOFMYSTRENGTHS,” Sila said with a loud grumble.

“What was that last part?”

“OH, NOTHING TOMATO FLINGER!”

“Hmm…”

Suspicious.

Skullius ignored the rest as he set onwards.

“Whatever. I’m not going to neglect a part of myself like I’ve been doing. While my Discount Human grows, my un-undead self must rise too! Isn’t that right Red bro?!”

Red Rage who was crammed in the spatial storage grumbled while wondering why he wasn’t just allowed to live in the larger space within that mysterious staff his master had acquired.

However Skullius wasn’t thinking of this as he simply charged forward!

Another journey with promised fortune awaited!

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[Author’s Note]

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