Chapter 1 Suren's Sigh

Suren couldn't help but sigh. The "Graverobber," this otherworldly version of the tomb raider, was truly loaded, with an abundance of treasures.

He had killed "Curator" Heidmann and found many good things in her storage ring, making him a bona fide nouveau riche.

He suspected that this fellow might have other treasures in her residence at the academy.

But he didn't dare go for the moment.

Because when he harvested this woman's memories, he discovered that the memories in her mind about that Outer God had been completely erased.

This was very abnormal.

The previous few believers had more or less some fragmented information.

Suren guessed there was only one possibility: that this Heidmann had a very high position in the Giant Hermit Society, perhaps even directly contacting that evil god.

That was why she hadn't left behind any related memories.

However, Suren didn't dwell on those questions.

The main purpose of killing this fellow was to trace the source of the "Red Death" and see if there were any clues to break the game.

Now, not only had he achieved his goal, but he had also gained so many treasures. He was overjoyed.

Suren hadn't felt this overwhelmed by a "pie falling from the sky" in a long time.

He picked up the "Rune Black Rod" next to the corpse and looked at it.

As soon as he held it, that familiar, cold sensation immediately washed over him.

...

The Rune Black Umbrella had always been very handy. Now that he had found the missing umbrella rib, Suren couldn't hide the anticipation in his heart: "The umbrella rib handle and the umbrella surface each have such strong curse characteristics, what will the complete black umbrella be like?"

Thinking, he took out his Rune Black Umbrella, removed the non-original umbrella rib, and tentatively embedded the black rod. With a "click," it fit perfectly.

It wasn't just a physical fit; the most important thing was that the runes on the rib and the umbrella surface were connected, and the entire black umbrella shone with dark golden runes. When infused with dark spirit power, a layer of green flame, like will-o'-the-wisps, would float up. Just looking at it gave people a creepy feeling, as if it wasn't something from the mortal realm.

Seeing this, Suren was not only not surprised but also fondled the complete black umbrella, muttering to himself, "As expected, it's a good treasure at the sealed object level."

[Goddess Hel's Rune Soul Umbrella]

Quality: Legendary

Description: The sunshade of the emissary of the underworld, also a sanctuary for the dead;

Curse characteristics: Holding this item greatly enhances soul-based spells, enhances affinity with the dead, and grants immunity to dark-based spells; using this umbrella can dispel, shock, detain, and enslave spirits; it deals huge damage to spiritual monsters; it actively releases a wide range of 'Nightfall Domains', stripping the target's spiritual consciousness of the five senses; this umbrella can nourish souls, maintain the intelligence and memory of spirits, and gain growth abilities; the more souls it shelters, the stronger the umbrella's power; this umbrella has stolen the power of a god of the undead system, and anyone who does not master the supreme laws of death will inevitably be watched by the gods;

Detailed explanation: A replica of the death artifact; the great alchemist who forged this umbrella used a clever method to steal a trace of divine power, allowing alchemists to possess the abilities of necromancers; this is a magical alchemical item that steals laws, remember to hide in the shadows often, otherwise you will be noticed by the gods;

Suren saw that after the two cursed objects merged, not only did the black umbrella have common functions, but the overall effect was even greater.

Moreover, after obtaining it, the passive range of soul perception had also increased several times.

But these were all expected changes.

What surprised him the most was that the complete rune umbrella actually had a new function.

That was the ability to nourish souls and preserve spiritual memories!

This was beyond the realm of mortal abilities.

It was the power of a god.

Under normal circumstances, after a soul leaves the body, it will quickly dissipate.

This is the law of nature, like aging, and cannot be reversed by human power.

It will only be preserved under certain specific circumstances or with the blessing of death magic. But the soul will still dissipate, and memories will also dissipate, gradually turning into monsters like wraiths;

But now, the appraisal showed that this rune umbrella could actually preserve the memory of the soul?

...

"In other words, if I can refine living corpse wax figures, they can still have the memories of their previous lives?"

Suren was truly shocked.

He immediately thought of living corpse wax figures.

The terrifying wax figure spirits made by "Curator" Heidmann were all low-intelligence wraiths. If they possessed complete intelligence, wouldn't their combat power soar again?

Seeing this, Suren was overjoyed: "This rune umbrella is simply a divine weapon for death-based professionals!"

Just looking at this black umbrella, he had thought of too many things, and there were more uses to be developed in the future!

Although the usage conditions identified were indeed very harsh.

Stealing the power of the gods?

Were the great alchemists of ancient times playing so big?

Suren was also impressed by the whimsy of the predecessor who refined it when he saw the appraisal of this umbrella.

Simply using cursed materials would never have such exaggerated effects.

But that person actually stole the power of the gods.

Suren had just harvested Heidmann's understanding of the laws of death, and using this black umbrella was just about right.

...

Suren put away the black umbrella and looked at the golden glowing scroll in the center of the room.

Now that he had killed Heidmann, the entire space was his spoils of war.

He wasn't in a hurry to put the things into his storage space.

It was currently impossible to understand the contents of this scroll.

That woman had spent many years researching this method, similar to a "power station," to use the overflowing laws of this [Sage's Proverb].

Before Suren developed a better use for it, it was pretty good as it was.

At least Crow Grandaddy liked it here. It could eat its fill completely, saving a lot of rations.

It was also extremely good to use as a morgue to nourish corpses.

Suren didn't stay in the grid room for long. He teleported to the manor on the ground earlier.

He saw Mr. Black meditating there.

On the other side, the ground was full of stiff, terrifying wax figures, which looked like they were bound by magic.

The old man opened his eyes and asked when he saw Suren appear, "Did you solve it?"

Suren nodded, unable to hide the joy in his eyes, "Yes."

Seeing his expression, the old man knew that he had gained a lot, but he didn't ask any more questions. He just said, "It should have been you who killed that Heidmann just now. These wax figures have no control and no combat consciousness. I just controlled them here."

Suren listened, so that was it.

The manor was full of corpses, and quite a few of the thirty-six living corpses had been lost.

It was Heidmann who felt the pain before, but now it was his turn.

Because this was all his property now.

But there was no time to say more, and there was no hurry to clean up the battlefield. Suren took Mr. Black into the Little Void Realm.

He stripped Heidmann's memory and learned that the terrifying wax museum itself was a spatial treasure. Then he slapped his hands together, and the surrounding scenery changed. In the blink of an eye, he turned from the terrifying manor back to the previous street.

When Suren looked again, he had a transparent crystal ball in his hand.

In the crystal ball, there was a dark forest with a dilapidated manor in the center. Upon closer inspection, the manor was surrounded by messy battle marks and corpses everywhere.

This was a spatial alchemical item with similar effects to the [Stenitz Chessboard], but more advanced.

...

Suren put away the crystal ball and looked at the deserted streets around him.

The police station in the slum area wasn't that dedicated. The traffic accident at midnight would probably be investigated by someone at dawn. Moreover, the ambush was chosen in a remote corner of the factory area. After fighting for so long, no one came to watch the excitement.

But the moment Suren came out, he felt two terrifying auras confronting each other.

One was Mr. Mirror, and the other was an unfamiliar aura.

The black crow on his shoulder also crowed, and Suren immediately became vigilant.

Seeing this situation, this was probably the top expert of the Giant Hermit Society that his senior sister had mentioned earlier.

But Mr. Mirror hadn't sent a message before, which meant that the problem wasn't too big.

Moreover, just as he came out, the other aura receded like a tide and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Suren saw a cloaked figure slowly walking from the street corner.

He suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, walked over, and greeted, "Senior Sister."

Mr. Mirror nodded, seemingly thinking about something, and didn't say much.

Suren looked around and asked, "Is everything okay?"

"Yes."

Mr. Mirror responded calmly, "That person originally came to 'fish for big fish'. But he discovered me, and we confronted each other. We kept waiting for you to finish the fight. When you came out, he didn't plan to expose himself in advance, so he didn't make a move and naturally retreated."

Suren understood when he heard this. It turned out that while he was fighting fiercely inside, the big shots outside were also secretly fighting.

He also asked, "Who was that person just now?"

Mr. Mirror said, "There are not many eighth-tier professionals in all of Lington. It may be the mysterious Pope of the Giant Hermit Society."

Suren listened and was also thoughtful.

But it would be better for professional intelligence personnel to confirm these things.

At this time, he took out the motorcycle from the storage space, rode on it, patted the back seat, and greeted, "Senior Sister, let's go. I'll treat you to supper."

After a fierce battle, his stomach was empty.

Besides, there were too many gains tonight, and he had to discuss them with his senior sister.

Hearing this, Mr. Mirror looked at the motorcycle, but her embroidered eyebrows furrowed slightly.

It wasn't that she felt any estrangement, but she seemed a little embarrassed.

Suren saw the different look in her eyes and guessed what was going on. "Senior Sister, have you never ridden a motorcycle?"

Mr. Mirror rarely had a hint of difference in her tone and wasn't ashamed to admit it, "Yes."

Suren asked curiously, "There were no motorcycles a thousand years ago?"

Mr. Mirror also said, "There were similar things, but I haven't ridden them."

"Oh."

Suren remembered that his senior sister was definitely a young lady from a wealthy family.

A classical lady must be proficient in horsemanship, but she definitely wouldn't ride a motorcycle.

At least that's how the retro aristocratic ladies in Luying's upper class are now.

No aristocratic master would like his daughter riding a motorcycle everywhere.

He grinned and said, "Haha, motorcycles are very interesting, you have to experience them. Senior Sister, come up quickly, I'll take you for a ride~"

Mr. Mirror was stunned for a moment, as if she had thought for a moment, and then agreed, "Okay."

She was the leader of the Dawn Organization, the progenitor of the vampires, and an eighth-tier professional. Wherever she went, everyone was polite to her, full of respect and fear.

It seemed that only Suren would be so casual and kind to her.

This relaxed feeling made her feel very special and added a different soothing rhythm to her serious and rigid life.

Mr. Mirror thought it was good, put away the gold-patterned cloak on her body, and straddled the motorcycle.

Although she knew that her senior sister wouldn't fall, Suren still took her hand and put it around his waist, grinning brightly, "Senior Sister, hold on tight, get ready to trigger!"

Mr. Mirror smiled gently and didn't think there was anything wrong.

The motorcycle sped through the streets of Lington City at midnight. There were few vehicles and pedestrians, and the speed was so fast that it flew.

The swift wind blew on Mr. Mirror's beautiful and aloof face, and her waterfall-like hair was scattered in the wind.

Her eyes were blurred and deep, and the night view of Lington City was reflected in her eyes, passing by quickly.

With thousands of thoughts in her mind, she reached out and grabbed a wisp of night wind.

At this moment, time seemed to slow down.

It gave people a very quiet and peaceful feeling in their hearts.

Although there was only a moment of novelty, this kind of experience was already rare for her current state of mind.

...

Suren carried Mr. Mirror through Lington City, blowing the midnight cool wind along the Loco-Valen River.

Then the two went to eat roadside supper again.

Mr. Mirror not only rode a motorcycle for the first time but also went to the night market for the first time.

It wasn't very happy, but it was also a little fun.

Then Suren sent her back to her apartment, and he also shamelessly followed her in.

Not only did he have serious business to discuss, but because the wedding was approaching, Suren knew that he would be watched by all parties. At this critical moment, without a top expert by his side, he didn't have the confidence to run around.

Later, they talked for half the night and talked about some of the situations tonight.

The best news was still getting the "Red Death Research Archives."

If they could stop the spread of [Scarlet Potion], Mr. Mirror estimated that even if those Outer Gods "descended," their strength would be greatly damaged.

So far, they have also mastered some "initiative."

Suren also asked about the [Sage's Proverb] scroll.

Mr. Mirror knew about it, but it was similar to the information identified.

She only knew that this was one of the eighteen god race taboos of a supreme god in mythology.

But what can be determined is that this is really an extremely high-level treasure that gods might snatch.

This is the special thing about the alchemy plane.

The "Dawn Era" once created a brilliant alchemy civilization that swept across the major planes, conquered all walks of life, and also collected too many treasures from various planes.

Even after the battle that collapsed the plane, too many treasures remained.

They are buried in deep mountains, forests, oceans, tombs of gods, unknown dangerous places...

This is a real treasure plane.

People can find many treasures that may exceed the level of the current civilization, and there are also many things that are not from the alchemy civilization.

This is also the most important reason why Sir Isaac personally guarded the abyss plane channel a thousand years ago to prevent foreign gods from invading.

Today's alchemy plane is like a child covered in gold and silver in the eyes of strong people in other planes, weak and rich.

Hiding can still pass some years safely;

Once discovered, it will be a disaster for civilization.

In the apartment, on the sofa.

Suren and the two were drinking tea, and the topic was discussed here.

At this time, the serious expression of the burden of civilization on her shoulders appeared on Mr. Mirror's face again.

She said in a calm tone: "My father has always speculated that there may be a very mysterious force, protectors. So, we have to become strong enough... at least like my father, facing the invasion of alien gods, we can still have some ability to resist."

"Yes."

Suren also showed a thoughtful look when he heard this.

When he was a low-level professional, he felt that these things were very far away and had nothing to do with him.

But now that he is about to come into contact with the field of top professionals, he realizes that this crisis is like a sword hanging over his head, and it will really fall on his head at any time.

The "abyss plane channel" in Old Lington, the "void plane channel" in the North Sea... this plane has too many sealed plane channels.

The past glory has become a series of time bombs.

But as long as any one of them goes wrong, it will be a devastating disaster.

The alchemy plane with broken laws cannot break through the divine level at all. If a foreign plane invades, everyone in this plane will be lambs to be slaughtered.

Including himself.

After chatting all night, Suren realized how much burden his senior sister was silently shouldering.

No matter how strong an individual is, how small is he in the face of a civilization-level disaster?

This also aroused in Suren an unprecedented desire to become stronger.

Is a ninth-tier professional the pinnacle scenery of this world?

No, there is still an alien plane!

The gods once fought in chaos, causing the plane to collapse. What a magnificent civilized landscape that was?

What about the mythological civilizations that have been annihilated in history?

Suren was greatly shocked by Mr. Mirror's words.

He also gradually understood why Mr. Black, who was obviously one of the most knowledgeable people in the world, always had a humble and studious attitude.

Facing this colorful world, Suren felt so small and ignorant for the first time.

It's really that you can see more things when you reach a certain height.

...

Suren gave the "Red Death Research Archives" to the technical team in the Little Void Realm.

Overnight, Dr. Banks found a virus-suppressing formula that could be refined from the current materials.

This is definitely a "key turning point" in curbing the widespread spread of the Red Death in Lington!

But this news must not be exposed at present, otherwise, it will inevitably be frantically targeted by the big nobles in Lington.

Those guys hoarded so much [Scarlet Potion] just to make huge profits, and they will never allow another special medicine that can solve the Red Death to appear.

And at present, only a few large biological companies in Lington can produce medicines on a large scale.

After thinking about it, Suren realized that the only person he could trust and who had this ability was Yekaterina's Lance family.

Although the nominal fiancée felt very strange, the tacit understanding between the two still seemed to exist.

Suren knew very well that he and Yekaterina were in the same circle of interests, at least compared to the Regati family, the royal family, and the other great councilors, they were more trustworthy.

The next day, Suren found an opportunity to meet Yekaterina and gave her the treatment formula for the Red Death.

And this "fiancée" also acted vigorously and resolutely, and all kinds of rare metal materials promised at the Full Moon Ball were also prepared properly.

Suren went to the warehouse of the Lance family and took away the batch of metal materials that were urgent for him.

Although these rare metals are not very valuable in Luying, this exaggerated amount is also worth a lot.

Although not explicitly stated, Suren owed Yekaterina a big favor.

...

In the following days, Suren didn't go out.

Because he had too many things to be busy with.

With the materials in hand, the mechanical puppet army can really be put into mass production.

He also had to spend a lot of time digesting the gains from killing "Curator" Heidmann before.

After absorbing the three [Eight Thousand People Blood Refining Crystal Cores], Suren's strength value soared all the way from 925, once reaching an astonishing 3000+; even if it eventually fell back completely after being fully digested, he could definitely stabilize above 2000.

The Qi and blood rating also reached "s".

Although there is still a big gap from the 4300 needed to fuse the giant colony equipment, the fact that the strength value has soared by more than a thousand in just a few days after the advancement also made Suren full of confidence in his future!

The state of exploding strength made him feel very good. His current strength value is completely no weaker than those of the sixth-tier pure strength professionals.

This is enough to support his research and use of higher-solution "Hormonal Rampage" secret techniques.

The strength of the meat has visibly increased by a large margin.

Suren also once again felt that it was wise for him to choose the [Lilith Vampire Ring] for his sixth-tier advancement.

Although the fusion of this material did not directly improve combat power, it seems that the body's increase in the [Blood Devour] ability has exceeded most of the previously selected advanced materials.

As long as it keeps devouring, it will become stronger and stronger in the future.

On the other hand, in addition to the improvement of his body, Suren was also carefully studying the spoils of the living corpse wax figure.

He stripped Heidmann's memory and completely mastered the wax figure's production and manipulation skills.

Necromancers and puppet masters are both professions of the human sea tactic genre, and this dead spirit secret technique has too many sparks that can be touched with his puppet technique.

Now that Suren has a complete rune black umbrella in his hand, those wax figures can directly become part of his puppet army. That batch of more than a dozen four-element wax figures that are still intact is enough to take his combat power to the next level!

But he doesn't know necromancy, so the method of controlling the wax figures cannot be copied.

Suren studied how to control the na terrifying wax figures with puppet techniques, and the progress was not bad.

After trying it, he also found that his "living corpse wax figure" idea was really feasible, but there were also many problems that needed to be solved.

Suren was in this busy state, and time passed quickly without realizing it.

On this day, the wedding day arrived.