Chapter 01: Doom Knight Rebellion Plan
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Weed logged back on and appeared in the Undead Legion’s stronghold. Until the quest was complete then he would continue to be revived in the area. High class level 300 to 400 undead were casually walking around this dangerous place! Two dragons were standing on the towers of the wall while one was flying in the air.
“The Elven army is putting up a strong resistance.”
“As long as we have Bar Khan then I could quickly wipe them out…but it will be difficult to handle a counterattack from the Fairies.
“I’m afraid of the Dwarves.”
The Fairy Queen Tania entering into the battle was a topic of interest among the undead. In the garden of the deserted fort was thousands of elite undead and a few of them were having conversations.
Weed sat near a tree.
“First, I need to check the military forces.”
Since he was going to fighting as an undead, he took the time to see how much harm they could do. He had been level 398 but he dropped a level and was now 397.
“What did I lose…”
Weed remembered the japtem he had lost the other day the most. He wasn’t unfamiliar with the exact name and worth of each item. That was because it was the most fundamental skill in the business.
“Wheat bread and green onions, a helmet, a ring, and skeleton molars.”
Weed felt cheated since the items that could have been used in various ways were now gone.
He wouldn’t be able to make up for the lost items unless he killed a lot of people in this place. After having regretted losing the items for a moment, he checked his skills.
Advanced Level 8 Sculpting was back at 0% while the other skills had dropped 4-13%.
Since he was undead, the cost of the death penalty was unjustly higher than others.
“To cause this degree of damage, I will never forget even after I’m seventy years old.”
He would never forget his grudge against his long time enemy, the Hermes Guild! Stationed in the large fortress were some famous undead knights.
‘A lot of these are named undead that have shown up in the history of the Continent of Versailles.’
The Undead Legion was packed with the best undead. Weed was a Death Knight, but since he was high level he could do a quest to get promoted to a higher rank undead.
Weed went from place to place, snooping around.
Then a ghost servant came to him.
“Bar Khan is expecting you.”
He was now meeting Bar Khan in order to get his undead upgrade. So now, Weed went with the ghost servant. The Undead Legion had heavily expanded their territory. Weed was an undead now, but he would not be able to approach the place if he was alive.
‘This is going to be quite difficult.’
The ghost servant led Weed into the basement. The basement of the fortress had many unopened oak containers of sealed alcohol stored within.
‘The finest wines and brandy.’
Just from the smell Weed could imagine how expensive the price of all of it would be. Well made liquor could be easily sold and was worth its weight in gold.
‘Since its placed here, he must not know the taste of alcohol.’
Certain measures had to be taken in order to maintain high grade alcohol for long periods of time. The old fortress used to be famous for its alcohol, but now it has become the property of the mana spirit lich Bar Khan.
Alcohol was very sensitive to its environment so drinking it when its complete gave a tremendous impact. If you were an undead then there would be no use for alcohol, and even the ghost pirates at the ocean had only pretended to drink alcohol but none of the quantity had actually decreased. Furthermore, since Bar Khan was staying here then no normal undead would come here to drink.
‘That’s a lot of money.’
Weed kept a greedy eye on the stocked wine cellar as he was led through two large open doors to where Bar Khan was staying. Cold air surged throughout the room. Water had flowed underground and were being channeled through blackened rocks as it played a role in the altar. Bar Khan sat like a king in a very colorful chair. It was made of the highest quality materials but it had acquired a lot of dust on it, there was also a jeweled crown on his head and an eagle mounted on his staff. The place where he had been stabbed by the holy sword still pulsed with divine power.
“Death Knight, come closer.”
Bar Khan’s voice echoed throughout the room!
“My lord…”
Weed walked forwards politely and knelt down before Bar Khan. The Undead Legion had attacked Morata’s army with a bombardment undead that made him want to swear at him. However that would have to wait until another day.
As Bar Khan got up and started walking around, Weed looked at the various things around the room. There were history books on the Continent of Versailles that describe a bit about the fortress. It had existed in the Northern Province and was historically on the map. However it was now in a state where it was heavily damaged and almost collapsing, but the undead were not very much interested in that which is why they occupied it.
However, looking at the rooms and halls as well as how they connected to the stairs could be used as a reference to identify its structure. Thanks to his work and knowledge in sculpting, he could now perceive the building’s structure.
“I thank you Lord, for the honor of seeing you directly when all I did was do as you had ordered.”
Since Weed was considered an inferior Death Knight, he did not hesitate to suck up to him.
“I heard you took care of those annoying monsters.”
“What else would I have done? All is for the Lord.”
“The Undead Legion need more undead of you ability and talent but your body of a Death Knight is lacking so I will give you a new body.”
Bar Khan recited a spell. Weed could feel the sin bearing down on his chest and restricting his lungs but he remained still.
“You have returned to the world of the living. This dark, black, and corrupted world. The laws are such that darkness will never disappear so let us carve it into everyone. Undead Rise!”
Black smoke came out of Weed’s body and after awhile his physical features changed and became more muscular. His legs got longer and his arms thickened. He grew another 40 centimeters and had the large physique of a Barbarian.
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-Bar Khan has now used his undead summoning spell to change you into a Doom Knight.
The Summon Undead Spell has increased all combat related spells by 15%.
You can now wear bone armor with excellent defense.
All Advanced Combat skills has increased by at least two levels.
Enemies attacked by a caster’s black magic will suffer eternal torment and will not stop screaming.
State has been changed to that of Doom Knight.
Now under Bar Khan’s direct command.
You now have direct command over many undead.
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The ultimate combat undead was the Doom Knight. The only undead that was stronger was the Abyss Knights, born of despair. They were capable of hunting the absolute monsters known as dragons. That at least, was according to the legends of Bar Khan. However, Abyss Knights were not undead that could be summoned by a Necromancer but they had to be born from certain conditions being met. They had yet to exist and were only a legend on the Continent of Versailles.
“Defend the fortress. Fight against the Elven counterattack.”
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The Elven Killer Blades Army
The Wood Elves and the Fairy Queen had launched a surprise attack on the Undead Legion. The arrows infused with spirit energy can completely destroy the undead. Prevent the Elven infiltration and show them the fear of the undead. Because of the status report, Bar Khan has provided twice as many undead than usual.
Difficulty: A
Quest limit: Limited to the Undead.
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Bar Khan had given him a quest!
Now he had direct command, so he had a larger amount of undead and the quality had increased as well. He was now capable of bringing and commanding the troops of the Undead Legion to participate in the war. This was not familiarity with skeleton soldiers and ghosts alone, but as a Death Knight he had shown great performance and that helped to gain him more ground.
‘I have to take care of the military here.’
Weed thought about killing Bar Khan instead of taking the Fairy Queen’s life. The slaughter of elves and dwarves would not help to fight Bar Khan. Rather he thought about rebelling against the Undead Legion. Weed decided to hunt down Bar Khan and his army.
“I don’t stand a chance outside.”
Whether or not Bar Khan has regained his strength, it did not change the fact that he was going to attack Morata. The question was how to get rid of Bar Khan now that he was in a position of power to receive help from the Undead Legion! It would be too difficult to defeat the Undead Legion outside of the fortress. But it would be impossible to hunt Bar Khan unless he took care of the undead. Weed would need to become an Abyss Knight if he wanted to take on Bar Khan, so he needed to get rid of Bar Khan’s hostile undead.
“Morata can’t dispatch any troops…”
Bar Khan was the lord of the undead forces and could always increase their numbers. Bar Khan would only rejoice if the fragile human army came to attack. That was also why he didn’t bring any sculptures of life.
“It would be as if I presented him with a full corse of food in a fancy restaurant, with season meat, beef, crab, abalone, salad, and soup!”
The risk of having all of his forces controlled by Bar Khan and assimilated into the undead army was too great. This would be even more dangerous for the sculptures of life to fight against Bar Khan’s undead forces.
“Then to hunt Bar Khan…”
Weed came outside after he had changed to a higher tier undead. He walked around the fortress to meet the other undead.
“Gelgelgel. We look forward to the Doom Knight that was created by Bar Khan.”
“There is nothing that can stop us now. Not even the elves.”
“Keulkeul. It has been a long time since humans have shown up.”
Watchmen and guards had been placed to determine if any troops were coming. 24 hours a day, the undead stood watch. He could take advantage of the fortress being very old. If it wasn’t a human watchman, then Weed could find a loophole.
“It’s possible to use a silent break in then a surprise attack.”
It would not be too hard to sneak in whenever they were changing the guards. There would be an opportunity to attack from the dungeon when Bar Khan was busy with the elves, barbarians, dwarves, and fairies.
Bar Khan had entrested him with the mission of leading the Undead Legion so he could now leave the fortress to hunt secretly. The fortress was swarming with undead and to defeat the Undead Legiion he needed to eliminate Bar Khan.
“There would need at least 100 more high levels to take him down.”
It would not be possible for Weed’s plan.
Then he heard the chat from the Wilderness Travelers Guild.
Sabrina: One more floor and then its time for the boss.
Edwin: This hidden dungeon is really tough. Anyways, its almost the end.
Pin: I want to finish resting.
Hermann: I hope I can find some good metal here…
Weed had joined the guild of the uncommon Wilderness Travelers that enjoyed hunting monsters. The Travelers Guild was small itself and eccentric but they all had high levels. They were a large combination of various jobs that hunted monsters together.
‘Boss Monster hunting…’
They were in a very influential party on a large scale hunt. He would not be able to get their help since they were hunting. Weed sent a whisper to Pale first.
>Pale nim, do you want to hunt?
>Of course, where are you?
The answer came back pretty quickly. They were worried about Weed since the Hermes Guild had killed him. Weed thought on the large scale of revenge so he had to be calm and paid attention to his friends.
>I’m at the place where the Undead Legion is.
>We’re going that way. Which monster do you want to hunt?
>Bar Khan…
>What? Then that monster…you mean the Lich Bar Khan?
Pale had heard about the Undead Legion that was being led by the immortal Bar Khan. Morata had fought against the first and second wave of invading undead.
Legendary Monster!
They were on a whole another level compared to the dungeon bosses that they usually fought.
>Is Bar Khan even a monster than humans can catch?
>That’s what we’re going to try now.
>What a minute. Geomchi nim is here as well.
After a short time, a whisper came from Geomchi3.
>Weed ya, I heard that you’re going after Bar Khan yea?
>Yes. I’m going to catch him.
>It’s funny that you didn’t contact us earlier.
Geomchi3 was confused as to why he had not asked him first.
>Are we going now?
>It’s too dangerous right now.
>The danger can’t be that bad. Are there lots of monsters?
>There are a lot of strong monsters. There’s also three dragons.
>A dragon? I can’t miss that.
>What about the other sahyungs?
>Wait, let me ask.
Geomchi3 asked Geomchi5 to tell the other 500 Geomchis if they agreed.
“I’m not going to miss out on catching Bar Khan.”
“…”
“Normally its dangerous. If something goes wrong then you die. Then there would be nothing left of you but bones. Do you want to die and become an undead? There’s also 3 dragons there.”
“…”
“You know the Undead Legion? There are a lot of strong undead that you are going to fight against.”
Geomchi’s body was itching to fight.
>So how are we going?
>I’ll be unable to take you myself. I’ll tell you the location through Pale nim.
>Okay.
Pale had good eyesight so he could show them the way. It was not as much as an adventurer that could look to the starts for navigation but he was experience with reading maps and could easily find where the Undead Legion was.
‘Sahyungs are coming here.’
The Geomchis could definitely break into the fortress just to fight with the undead.
Although the Undead Legion was strong, if the battle occurred on a narrow region instead of on a great plain then he could benefit greatly. The Sahyungs would come running anywhere to fight with Weed!
“I want priests and paladins…”
Having only Irene as the priest was not enough. Unfortunately the Wilderness Travelers Guild was currently monster hunting and he didn’t want to bring in anyone outside of Morata. Weed sent Mapan a whisper.
>I am going to try and hunt Bar Khan, are there any priests or paladins that can help?
He was asking Mapan since he was in Morata Square and was well acquainted with many people in his line of business.
>How many people and priests do you need?
>The more the better.
>I’ll contact you once I find out.
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Mapan was in the square and asked the priests that he was familiar with if they wanted to go hunt Bar Khan with Weed.
“Yes of course.”
“Where and when are you going?”
Users from the central continent had come because of Weed and wanted to go on quests and hunt.
‘Hunt Bar Khan you say? He must have some sort of plan.’
‘Bar Khan will kill you.’
‘That’s only because you’re thinking of Weed. We’re only going to be responsible for healing.’
Weed’s plan to hunt Bark Khan began to become more known.
“Since you’re a senior priest of Freya can I come too?”
“Nuna that’s not my choice to make.”
“So it’s 6 in the morning at the vineyards near the large tree.”
“Just go then.”
Mapan contacted the user priests that he was close to.
>Hyung, Weed nim is going to hunt Bar Khan…
>Then I want to go unconditionally. Morata’s Weed is the God of War. How can I not take this chance?
>If you decide to go then gather in the vineyard by morning. 6 is when we will leave.
>I’ll wait an hour for you to arrive.
The priests he called saw this as a very unique opportunity and he only chose the best people.
>Did you know that Weed nim is going to hunt Bar Khan?
>Really?
>We’re trying to recruit priests and paladins.
>My job is a Paladin. Even if its dangerous, can I come?
>Yes. Come with me.
Paladins began to spread the news around.
>Weed nim is going to go hunt the Undead and Bar Khan.
>I’m going to get ready.
He called only the people he knew, but in under an hour more than 200 people knew. News spread to the Grass Porridge Cult. The second largest group that reigned in Morata! There were over 800 thousand users in it now.
Although the majority of them are beginners, there were also high level users included that hunted and adventured in the north.
“Weed is going to hunt and he’s recruiting priests and paladins.”
“Perhaps people of our skill level may be helpful?”
The next day in Morata, in front of the vineyard was Pale’s party and the Geomchis, along with a large crowd of 330 priests and 223 paladins. Since Weed was so influential so the word of Bar Khan’s hunt spread quickly.
“Mapan nim, what do we do about this many people?”
“I do not know. I only called 14 of them…”
Senior priests and paladins from Morata had gathered to hunt Bar Khan. They frantically wanted to go hunt with Weed. Pale could only sigh.
“It would take too long to kick all these people out and it would look bad. We don’t want to be like the Hermes Guild.”
“Let’s go!”
The Geomchis, paladins, and the priests from Morata rode on cattle as they left. Their destination was the fortress of the Undead Legion.
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Weed went around the fortress looking around.
“There’s a lot of repairs going on!”
In places with a lot of monsters, the fortress had high thick walls. However there were places that were missing stones where people could hide in. Countless undead flocked to repair the walls.
“The Elves are going to attack…”
The undead were weaker during the day. The elves would show up and attack like the wind. The army of the Undead Legion was mobilized but they could not catch up to the elve’s mobility. If you continue to chase the elves then the dwarves and barbarians would ambush and wipe out the undead!
However, with Bar Khan’s dark magic they would only be revived and return to battle.
“I would hate to fight the elves.”
Weed thought of the elves as formidable opponents. Even if they were not high level, it would be hard to chase after an elf on horseback. They shoot arrows from their bows like a ghost and they were hard to hunt as they jump from branch to branch. The undead were much funner to fight even if they were difficult.
Elves and Fairies were highly aligned with nature so it was difficult to attack them.
“There is a better target to fight than daring to fight the elves.”
In his view, there was another target location that was closer and with better loot and experience.
“Wizards, Rangers, Knights, and Paladins was it? It’s time for some revenge.”
# Still uncertain but now slightly more clarified than before.
Jyangwa, Otem, Helen, Golujda, and 30 other were complaining since they had decided to not join Hermes Guild.
“Go away from this canyon. Hunting is prohibited!”
They couldn’t do anything but watch as the wizards and rangers prepare to strike. Then the attack started and killed them all. They did not want to join the Hermes Guild and now they had felt the pain with their own bodies.
They had tried to recruit the necromancers but it was hardly ideal for them.
There were a total of 34 necromancers that were killed by the Hermes Guild. Before they had arrived, the necromancers had fought and raised their level and skills in the canyon.
“Damn it. Those filthy bastards.”
Otem spit out a complaint. The other necromancers felt the same.
“How can they do this to us?”
They had originally received a quest for the Undead Legion and they thought it was a good chance to increase their skills. The Hermes Guild had tried to get them to join after Weed had revealed who he was.
“There’s no point of joining the Hermes Guild since they wouldn’t even treat us as real members.”
Even if they joined the guild the situation would not change. Even if they were in a certain area, they would prevent them from hunting. The entire center of the continent could be considered the Hermes Guild. Those that were Necromancers were afraid at this time. Helen was fed up and said.
“I would have prefer that we died while fighting.”
They didn’t even get to kill anything and they were upset by the fact that they dropped items on death. They looked around the users in the valley.
“But what do you say? You want to go fight them?”
“Fight?”
“I want show them something that would make them shake in fear.”
They wanted to show that the Necromancer power was superior but they could not. It was like trying to break a rock with an egg, where they were the egg and the Hermes Guild was the rock. They were be ready to fight against the undead and there was no reason why they would not watch for their movements. The major disadvantage of the Necromancers is that it took time to summon undead. They needed a large number of corpses and they need to hunt a lot. Even if they attacked the Hermes Guild, it wouldn’t be noticeable and their death would be insignificant. Instead of causing any significant damage, they would likely not even care about it.
Marein just laughed and said.
“Just wait and we’ll be fine.”
They asked hopefully since he was relatively famous.
“Do you have a mission?”
“I’ll keep watching for good news.”
Many users suffered a number of different kinds of situations. There would be no one that would beat Weed in deception. An unmatched intolerant mind!
He had obviously not learned such things like reconciliation, forgiveness or tolerance from grade school. Weed was someone that never forgets no matter how long he had to wait and alway return his aggression back several fold.