Cursed Immortality

The central dead continent was as large as the Unique Plains or maybe slightly bigger. This place was the core of the dead faction, and only true elites of the faction were qualified to live there.

It was divided into five King Domains overseen by the Vice Leaders of the Dead Faction, also known as Five Dead Kings by the Dark Being, and above them was the mysterious Faction Leader, also known as Dead Emperor, among the Dark Being, who seldom showed his face and only the Dead Kings were qualified to meet him.

Each Dead King handles a different department of the Dead Faction. Like the Wrath Dead King handled the security, the Spirit Magic Dead King was in charge of the Dead Faction Spirit Magic Research, the Aura Dead King was in charge of combat and army, the Illusionary Dead King was a magic rune expert, and the formation around the Dead Faction Territory was also developed by him, and lastly, the Charmless Dead King, who oversee the matters regarding the Unique Plains' Dead Zone.

The central dead continent was usually peaceful, and all the matters regarding the dead islands were handled by the underlings of the five dead kings.

However, a few weeks ago, the Wrath King personally moved because someone dared to barge into their territory and handle the matter. As for what happened, no one knows since the Wrath King refused to reveal the details, and no one has any right to question him except the Dead Emperor.

At this moment, within the Wrath Domain, the towering Wrath King sat on his bone throne within the gloomy Wrath Castle.

The flame under his cloaked head was burning fiercely while a giant lich in crimson and black robes was kneeling in front of him, trembling in fear.

"How many times has it been now?" Wrath King's overlapping eerie voice rang, filled with bloodlust.

"23, Your Majesty!" The giant lich hastily replied.

A heavy dark aura oozed from the Wrath King, making the Lich almost planted into the floor, "23! Yes, it's been 23 times now that the intruder has massacred our unique rank brothers, and somehow, there is still no clue about his whereabouts. Tell me, if the others were to find out, wouldn't I become a laughingstock of our race? What if the Dead Emperor finds out that my men can't even handle pesky livestock and let him run amok? Do you know the consequence of it?!" His voice was filled with rage and mad fury.

It's been over three weeks since his encounter with the Zodiac Night Guardians, and he still wasn't able to get rid of the intruder.

Although the Zodiac Night Guardians refuse to show him any proof, he doesn't dare to go too far and massacre them all since it would really start the war. In the end, he destroyed five of their ships before letting them go.

But when he came back and discovered that Jacob was still alive and even running amok in their territory, he almost exploded in anger. He heard the news that Jacob had entered a life pen before he vanished without a trace.

Then he tried pinning down his location by using the formation, yet they found nothing at all, and they thought he had some kind of treasure to help him conceal his life aura.

He thought they would get rid of this ant very soon. Yet on the very next day, he heard that someone had massacred every unique rank dark being of a city on another dead island, and this didn't just stop there. Another such incident took place the next day in another city.

Infuriated, the Wrath King headed there himself, and he didn't leave any unturned stone on that island, yet he didn't find any trace of Jacob.

But just two days later, when the Wrath King was still going crazy over this situation, another city was massacred on another island. He almost died of anger.

This time, without wasting a second, he made his way there and personally inspected the entire island, yet he still didn't find the intruder. But what made him almost rampage was that another city on the same island was massacred at night and right under his nose.

This was a blunt slap on the Wrath King's face and a challenge to his dignity. If the other Dead King found out about it, he wouldn't have any face to show, and he might lose the authority he had built for thousands of years if this angered the Dead Emperor.

But he was utterly helpless against this mysterious degenerate who had strange abilities to elude the formation and his senses. He seemed like a ghost, and he even suspected that this person was not a living being but from their own race.

However, it was also impossible for anyone to go undetected, especially if they were a dark being, because of his special racial ability. The Dead Kings weren't just for show, as each of them was a terrifying existence that had taken a tiny step forward beyond the unique rank. Even their mortal enemy, the Life Faction, didn't dare to treat them lightly.

Yet this unknown nobody was wreaking havoc under his nose, which was extremely humiliating, and he didn't dare to reveal it and made sure to suppress the news.

But how can a paper contain fire? The other Dead Kings were no fools, and their own people were among those who were massacred in these past three weeks, so it won't be long before they seek him out.

All he can do is fume and come back to his domain in the hope of detaining that degenerate before other kings come knocking on his door. Today, another city was massacred, and now the Wrath King has given up on capturing this guy alone.

He had to admit he needed help, and he also needed a damn well excuse to give to the Dead Emperor, or he could forget about his lofty position. The pitiful lich just happened to be a target for releasing his pent-up frustration.

Before he could further torture the lich, a majestic voice reverberated within the Wrath King's mind, making him tremble in fear.

"Come to Blood Pool!"

Wrath King sighed helplessly, 'It's over, His Majesty knew!'