Louise Ca.s.sel, nicknamed the Black Rose of France. He led a guild called 'Death Scent' in Arkstar and his other name was 'Nekron.' He was the culmination and idol of all necromancers. In this Jura.s.sic Park map, Louis Ca.s.sel s.h.i.+ned. His pale skin had the effect of enhancing his appearance. No one knew that was a side effect of a forced transformation into a lich.

“For death.”

“...For death.”

Louis Ca.s.sel murmured and all of the French team raised the undead, including skeletons. All of them were members of the Death Scent guild and had the necromancer cla.s.s.

“Kuwoooook.”

“...I will help you according to the pledge of death.”

“Kihuhuhu.”

“Clack clack clack.”

The army of death knights, skeletons, ghouls, and various other undead exuded the smell of death and it was terrifying and unbearable to watch. Louis Ca.s.sel planned in advance to scatter the undead to find enemies. At the same time, he was thinking of finding a dinosaur that could be used. In his lich's eyes, dinosaur bones were also good materials to make an undead.

“...Scatter.”

His deep voice exuded the breath of death and scattered the voice of the undead. Louis Ca.s.sel's eyes allowed him to share the vision of all the undead. A dinosaur soon entered his vision. Its name is 'Triceratops.' It was big and seemed to be useful to ride with his teammates. Louis Ca.s.sel ordered the undead to attack the Triceratops.

“...Kill it.”

The combat of the various undead were engraved in Louis Ca.s.sel's eyes and ears. The Triceratops with a level of 350 couldn't handle thousands of undead. Then its corpse was quickly carried by the undead and placed in front of him.

“...Rise.”

The strength of a lich made the dinosaur reach a high level after it became an undead. The dinosaur quickly became a Bone Triceratops and looked at him with empty eyes. However, he had no intention of ending it here.

'I can't climb up if it is just bones.'

Louis Ca.s.sel used his power again and death smoke wrapped around the Bone Triceratops. Something like the armor worn by death knights clung to it. It was imposing.

“As expected, the guild leader is great.”

“He is truly the apostle of death.”

“Indeed, he is the idol of all the necromancers.”

All of the team members' voices were gloomy and insidious, resembling the guild leader itself. Louis Ca.s.sel looked at them and showed a smile resembling a black rose. Then he shared the vision of an undead.

'This...'

It was discovered by the ghost race scouting in the sky. There was a group of people running.

'It is an enemy. Which country is it?'

Louis Ca.s.sel expanded his vision and his eyes widened. 'South Korea!'

His fists clenched unknowingly. He had never forgotten the humiliation that took place on the first day of the flag battle.

“Dark Wolf, no, the old man. The opportunity to take revenge on him has finally come!'

The sun disaster that swallowed up the undead, himself, and his teammates struck them like the end of humanity. It was in a flash. Everything was engulfed by a huge explosion. It was like the end of humanity.

'I won't miss it this time.'

The narrow staircase of the pyramid meant that everyone gathered was burned and devoured. Originally, this number of undead wouldn't have been wiped out easily. However, due to the nature of the undead that weakened during the day, this was a huge attack that was filled with daylight. However, this place was different.

Louis Ca.s.sel smiled as he rose his Bone Triceratops. From above, he shouted at the guild members, “The time for revenge has come, Brothers!” 

* * *

The jungle where fierce fighting took place looked like it experienced a great disaster. In this place, the eagle-faced Muhammad was bleeding gruesomely.

“This ridiculous strength... Cough!” Muhammad coughed up blood.

“Are those your last words?”

However, Muhammad couldn't finish his words to the end. It was because I grabbed him by the collar and hit his ears. His body had already been torn apart by the wind.

“Sigh. It is pretty difficult to catch four guys who are running away.”

I stared into his face as I held him by the collar. His potential was greater than I thought. Horus was a second-grade constellation and the power of the sky allowed him to move at a high speed through the sky. His wings, made out of steel feathers, were hard and fast.

However, I caught him in less than five minutes. The eagle lost his wings due to a sharp wind and couldn't touch a single bit of my clothes. The eagle who lost his wings was weak. The players of the Arabs team that were attacking the South Korean team rushed over to save Muhammad, but failed to become my opponent.

[The first apostle, 'Prometheus,' is scoffing at Horus.]

Sparks flew in the air and Muhammad's eyes widened. His constellation Horus also seemed to notice the existence of Prometheus.

“...What the h.e.l.l is your ident.i.ty?”

“Shut up.”

He couldn't continue his words. I used the power of the wind to blow him high into the sky. My clothes fluttered as I flew to the eagle who lost his wings and turned 1080 degrees to kick him. Muhammad's head burst from a single blow and he crashed to the ground.

“......”

I landed on the floor and silently watched the body. His body scattered into ashes and a message popped up in the air informing him of his elimination.

[The Arabs team has been eliminated.]

I took a cigarette out of my inventory for the first time in ages. I lit it up and sucked in a breath.

“Hooo.”

I could see 10 power stones dropping from the Arabs team through the cigarette smoke.

“Hmm. Good.”

[All your stats will increase.]

[All your stats will...]

…

I succeeded in picking up all the power stones and clenched my fists as I felt vitality fill my body.

“Let's see. Where did they go?”

I slowly walked in the direction the Korean team had fled in. I disappeared and the cigarette smoke billowed like footprints.

* * *

All of the Korean team members, including Mido, managed to escape the trap of the Arabs team. The small whirlwind caused by Choi Chuntaek was brief, but it tied up the Arabs team. However, escaping wasn't easy. The Arabs team continued to attack from behind and only Park Muyeol could block them.

Park Muyeol guarded the Korean team from behind while at the same time, he created a whirlwind in front of him with his wooden stick. During this period, the South Korean team finally managed to escape.

“Gasp. Gasp...”

“...I thought I was going to die.”

“We survived!”

They ran away for five minutes then they leaned against a tree and breathed. There was no longer anyone chasing from behind. Park Muyeol looked at the young people in front of him like they were pathetic. “Tsk tsk. Pathetic guys. Why are you so weak?”

The South Korean players watched Park Muyeol like he was a monster.

'How high is his physique stat?'

'His strength is like a monster.'

'He is a person who deserves to be called the Stick Sage.'

Since yesterday, Park Muyeol had been called Stick Sage among users. They each looked at Park Muyeol and had their own interpretations. Park Muyeol, who knew the truth, laughed in his heart. He knew very well why his physical strength was so high.

[The stick star, 'Hercules,' is saying to not be so complacent since you are stronger because of him.]

'Bah.' He knew it himself. Hercules was a human before becoming a constellation so he had a high rate of a.s.similation with Park Muyeol. This was why his strength, physique, and agility gradually rose to resemble Hercules. He was a fraudulent character even if he stayed still.

Just then, a ghost appeared in front of them.

“Kihuhuhu—!”

“......!”

Park Muyeol used Power Wave the moment he saw it. The attributeless attack cut down the ghost race at once and even the trees beyond it. The great power left the South Korean team speechless.

“......”

“......”

“...This is a scam.”

The first one to raise the issue about unfairness was surprisingly Kim Hyeonu. He had worked really hard to get stronger for the World Compet.i.tion. However, he couldn't beat the two seniors who were on the same side. It was because they had Star Fruit abilities.

'I will have to start looking for a Star Fruit at the end of the compet.i.tion.'

Kim Hyeonu had personally experienced the fraudulent strength of the Star Fruit. He vowed he would find one and become a Star Fruit ability user after the compet.i.tion. However, now he was facing another crisis. A large army of undead was coming from a distance.

“d.a.m.n. It is those French guys.”

“Oh, it is difficult to deal with them.”

“Everyone, aim your guns.”

All of the Sudden Force members aimed their guns at Lim Changyong's order. Lim Changyong, Lim Sara, Kim Cheol, and Park Jangsoo were ready to launch ranged attacks.

“Fire.”

Tatatata! Tatang! A variety of magic bullets flew through the air, but that was it.

The undead who didn't die rose again and were running toward this place. Lim Changyong ordered the retreat and tried to escape again. Then Park Muyeol stepped forward. The distance between him and the undead was less than 50 meters.

“Tsk tsk. It is like this because you're shooting.”

Park Muyeol's wooden sword glowed golden and a white light emerged from it as he swung it quickly. The fast-paced sword energy with no attributes reached the undead at that time and once again broke through the undead, crus.h.i.+ng everything in front of him. However, even Park Muyeol faced something unexpected. The pure white sword energy disappeared uselessly.

“......!”

[The stick star, 'Hercules,' says they are stronger.]

Louis Ca.s.sel's power had increased after entering the first stage of the forced lich transformation. His power of death grew stronger, allowing him to create stronger undead. If they died, he could still recreate them. His advance was like a reaper harvesting death.

Park Muyeol saw the scene in front of him and turned back quietly. “...Run away.”