Cursed Immortality-Novel



Three weeks passed since Jacob and Hallberg's conversation.

Many things have changed in these past three weeks, and the changes occurred in the Dark Being Army!

The biggest change was the once fully organized army of millions was now no longer organized as they were all scattered throughout the magic beast forest. The second change was the army was no longer marching forward. Instead, they seemed to be too occupied by something else.

The final change was all the high-ranking commanders of extraordinary ranks, once numbered over 100,000, were not shaved down to a measly little over 5,000, and right now, all of them were reinstated from their previous posts of commanding low-ranking dark beings.

This was the sole reason for the army to be scattered, as they were without a proper commander.

As for the Lich King, who once seemed valiant and without any fear moving toward the Dark City, he was the one who summoned all the Extraordinary Dark Beings for his own protection.

However, even when their numbers were over 60,000, they still suffered terrifying losses every day, and the assailant seemed to enjoy tormenting the Lich King by not making any move on the high-rank officers at all.

The assailant seemed to be playing a terrifying game of despair by slowly killing the low-ranking extraordinary beings and then moving toward the higher rank ones.

It was a slow torture when you knew your enemy was terrifying to come and go as it pleases and you couldn't do anything about it, and then you also knew eventually it would be your turn when no one would be left.

This kind of despair can make even the usually emotionless dark beings enter a state of restlessness, and the Lich King was going almost insane about this whole situation.

However, as the Dark Being's Ruler, he can't back down or run away because it simply wasn't the Dark Being's nature, and if he showed any weakness, he'd never be able to rise again, especially when reinforcement from the higher plain was coming.

So, it was either do or die for the Dark Beings and dying on the battle filed was what they truly live for.

At this moment, the Lich King with his eighteen ministers were riding on top of his ghostly stead, and behind him was the reaming extraordinary being, and it was the time of night when the full moon was on its peak. It was also around the time when the attack would begin.

The dark and ghastly aura surrounding those dark beings would make any living being suffocated just by standing in their presence.

At this moment, the Lich King stopped in a big clearing, and everyone was behind him as well.

The moonlight shone over the Lich King's ghastly helmet, and suddenly an extremely ghostly voice rang under that mask, "I don't know who you are or what you are." He was speaking in the common tongue of living.

"But I must say you are the only thing that has managed to make me and my children stop our conquest of doom. So, I'll presume you are a living being who wants to stop the eradication of life in the rare plains.

"However, even if today you killed my children and me, more, no, much more will come after me and keep on coming until there is no life left and death reign supreme.

"But I'm not here to threaten you or prove anything. I have ruled the Rare Plains for over 2000 years, and I only had one dream, which was to conquer the Rare Plains once completely, and in a sense, I've done it.

"So, now I think it's time for me to settle down and rest in the embrace of death. I was born as a King, and I want to die as a King while fighting for the Death.

"Now, my Nemesis, if you have any honor, I want to have a fair death duel with you, and if you can defeat me, my children will not retaliate and leave back to the Wild Nation. Grant me this honor, and I shall grant the living of this plain peace!"

The Lich King's emotionless yet grand voice rang in the vicinity like thunder as he spoke with majesty before silence returned.

But the Dark Beings remained there without any movement and waited.

At this moment, an icy voice rang from the sky, and the language was the language of the Dark Being.

"What moronic notion gave you the idea that I'm doing it for the Living? No matters, you will die the same as the others…"

The Lich King suddenly looked up toward the bright moon as there wasn't anything there, but when he saw a very small object heading his way.

"Booommm!"

That was the only thing he saw because right after that, his helmet with his head inside blown away like a firecracker before a sonic boom rang from the sky.

But this wasn't the end of three more gunshots that sounded as they all landed on the vital spots of the Lich King's body and completely blew him apart like some statue made of sand.

It all happened so fast that those ministers or death knights only reacted when all that was lefts of the Lich King had broken shards of his armor, bones, and magic core.

Jacob holding the titan sniper while he stood in stealth over the bronze disc, sneered at the Lich King, who was in pieces, "What made him think any living being would care about the honor of some walking corpse? Now, I only need around 2000 more of them before I can be on my way and finally rest…"

The next moment, the rifle vanished from his hands, and his swords appeared, and the bronze disc under his feet moved like lightning as he headed toward the final unit of the Dark Beings, which would evolve his Hex Magic Core to the Extraordinary Rank.

The quick death of Lich King was nothing but an assurance for Jacob, so nothing could go wrong at this final juncture.

This night will be the final night of carnage for him and the dark beings…