Chapter 26: Resurrection

Seeing you injured, Xilika’s pretty face turned as cold as ice, her almond-shaped eyes stared at Zagugur as if she could bore holes through it.

She channeled all her magic, trying to locate the hidden Zagugur.

And that was exactly Zagugur’s goal: to anger Xilika and drain her mana quickly.

Seeing his plan succeed, Zagugur no longer worried about the little tricks you had used on him.

His expression was already full of triumphant joy.

But your shout immediately shattered his dream.

“Behind the pile of rocks!”

Normally, Xilika might have doubted how you knew, but at this moment she was already somewhat irrational.

She trusted you completely, and in her haste, she had no time to verify whether your words were correct.

At that moment, Zagugur’s pupils dilated violently.

“How does he know?!”

“Could it be…?”

Zagugur quickly shook off the debris in his hands.

By then, Xilika’s full-force strike had already arrived.

Zagugur could only brace himself; in an instant, Xilika’s Light Sword severed his limbs.

If not for his Combat Technique Blessing, he would already be a corpse.

Fortunately, he could still regenerate; his limbs quickly began to regrow, but his regeneration seemed to be nearly exhausted.

He spat out a mouthful of old blood while painfully shifting his position.

And you once again called out his location.

Your words were like a verdict, bringing a ruinous end to Zagugur.

The Light Sword fell, and the Goblin Underground Kingdom lost its king.

[Congratulations, Host, for participating in the killing of a Gold-level Boss: the Goblin King of the Tomb Kingdom, Zagugur]

“I can get rewards just for participating?!”

You had originally thought about stealing the kill, but Zagugur was just too strong.

Without your help, Xilika might not have even been able to win this tough battle.

[Host’s racial limit has been unlocked. Class change quest obtained.]

[Available class changes: Goblin High Priest, Goblin General]

[Goblin High Priest: A goblin mage who controls lightning. If adventurers knew that a High Priest existed in the goblin nest they were about to raid, they would most likely abandon the quest or demand enough gold coins from the employer to buy several lives.]

[Goblin General: In the armies of the Goblin Kingdom, they command an entire legion. Your rank will make every goblin bow their head—this is the power granted to you by the master of the Underground Kingdom.]

Looking at these two options, you felt a bit of choice paralysis.

The High Priest seemed very strong, but the description of the Goblin General was rather intriguing.

You already had the blue talent “Mild Goblin Reliance.” Could the talent brought by this Goblin General class change be a further enhancement of that talent?

Talents of this rule-based type are very worth having.

After thinking for a moment, you decided to choose the Goblin General class change quest.

[Host has chosen the Goblin General class change.]

[Class Change Quest: Kill 10,000 goblins.]

[Class Change Reward: Host’s race evolves to Goblin General, Goblin Horn (Purple).]

“Ten thousand?! Killing goblins isn’t like eating steamed buns! My hands would go numb from cutting before I could even finish that many! But this place has the most goblins. If I take enough time, I should be able to do it…”

Just as you were thinking that, another turn of events occurred.

Zagugur… stood up.

That’s right, the Zagugur who had just been killed was now standing perfectly intact in his original spot for some unknown reason.

His originally cunning eyes were now as pitch black as a deep well, impossible to look at directly.

His skin had turned from ashen green to grayish white—he was a spitting image of a zombie.

Xilika and you both stared in disbelief.

[Host, you have witnessed a high-level Dark Magic. Gained Talent: Gaze into the Abyss (White).]

‘Dark Magic… Does that mean this is a Necromancer’s skill?’

You were horrified.

‘Zagugur could actually be revived? What level of Dark Magic was that?’

No time. Only one word appeared in both your and Xilika’s minds: Run!

“Oh my god, what is that thing!”

“Hurry home and tell the other goblins to leave the Great Pit!”

The surrounding goblins that had been watching scattered in all directions.

“My mana needs time to recover! Run!”

Xilika landed on the ground and grabbed your hand, ready to flee.

But it was already too late.

Dark shadows emerged from the ground around you, and a black-robed figure with his face hidden in his hood slowly rose from the shadows.

Then the same thing happened from all the shadows until there was nowhere to escape.

You were surrounded by necromancers.

Their bodies were adorned with various human organs, a sight enough to drive any human mad.

You felt a small hand gripping yours tightly and could sense it trembling.

Xilika’s face turned pale. It was her first time seeing so many necromancers.

“Thanks to you killing Zagugur, you’ve really saved us a lot of time.”

One of the black-robed figures spoke, though it sounded as if all of them were speaking at once.

His voice was muffled and hoarse, like a dying old man, sending chills down one’s spine.

“Lady Saintess, I never expected you to actually receive the Moon Goddess’s blessing. But unfortunately, you don’t have much mana left now.”

“I’ve never converted a Saintess possessed by a Main God before. I wonder how strong you’ll be once you become an undead?”

Even though you couldn’t see the black-robed figure’s face, you could hear the excitement in his tone.

It wasn’t the excitement of a successful scheme, but the curiosity of facing a new experiment.

“A madman. An absolute madman.”

Lai En knew this was a dire situation.

However, Xilika certainly wouldn’t give up without a fight. Despite her fear, she immediately retaliated with her Light Sword.

A dazzling Light Sword flew forth.

The Zagugur that had been lying on the ground an instant ago appeared before the black-robed figure in a flash, and actually took the Light Sword head-on without a scratch.

This scene filled you with despair.

“Is this really the end…”

You silently accepted reality, then calmly looked at Xilika.

“Thank you for trusting me so much, Xilika.”

Xilika’s beautiful almond-shaped eyes gradually became misty at your words.

She knew you were making your final farewell.

“Without you, I would have died long ago, Lai En…”

“If there is a next life, I’ll repay your kindness. In the next life, I don’t want to be your slave anymore. I want to be your…”

Xilika bit her lip. After all, she was just a girl not yet past adolescence. Even faced with this situation, she couldn’t bring herself to be completely honest.

“A next life?”

You smiled bitterly, thinking that after this simulation ended, whether this world would even still exist was another question.

“No need for a next life. Just live well—that’s the best repayment you can give me.”

You looked at the teary-eyed girl before you. Brief but beautiful memories welled up in your heart.

8th-tier magic: Endymion’s Slumber.

This magic could plunge all enemies within range into a deep sleep that even death could not wake them from.

This magic was proof of your and her feelings for each other.

It was also the final trump card you could use to help her.

[Host’s magic power insufficient. Heart will stop beating in 10 seconds.]

The feeling of having your mana drained dry was awful, like drowning.

Your consciousness gradually blurred. You were used to this feeling—it was the detachment at the end of a simulation.