most compatible with the current
circumstances of the seial lands the
path of warfare to sustain Warfare was
the most fitting for the players
regrettably the potion system had nearly
stagnated at the seventh tier beyond
that there were no potions available to
support them this left players in a
particularly arduous predicament they
had to devis their own means to break
through the eighth tier without the
Reliance on potions now the seventh tier
Necromancer played a nocturn stepping
alone into the graveyard before him his
flesh was nearly depleted his limbs mere
skeletons and his bony Visage bore
remnants of decaying flesh he wielded a
heavily fused staff of death magic now
possessing the standards of a seventh
tier ancient artifact the Garment
adorning him was a fused robe of the
undead Calamity also of ancient caliber
when Jang Chan entered this place he
beheld malus in his entirety for the
first time malus was entirely skeletal
clad in a black robe yet he bore no
staff in hand on each of his 10 bony
fingers rested a blood red gemstone ring
each adorned with the likeness of a
beast malus slowly raised his right hand
you have arrived he from the moment I
took you as my disciple I had foreseen
this moment it is indeed time pay close
attention Jang Chun for this shall be
your final lesson chapter 302 the
sufferer malus the flickering flames of
the Soul burned in Jang chin eyes his
fleshly gaze having vanished he now
resembled malus more than ever teacher I
believe I am beginning to understand
your feelings lost of Flesh devoid of
emotion stripped of humanity leaving
only numbness in my youth I feared
necromancy in adulthood I loathed it and
in old age I envied I and death I became
a practitioner of necromancy a te
malus's words he suddenly laughed I once
said should Misfortune befall us we
shall meet again let me tell you a story
before we part ways once there was a
youth filled with righteousness driven
by fervor to punish all evils in the
world yet he was merely a commoner
possessing nothing but his sense of
justice fortunately his Nation had a
benevolent Queen who recognized his
righteous spirit and took him under her
Wing to better the realm the youth
determined not to disappoint the queen
embarked on a journey of Knowledge
Learning how to govern a nation decades
passed and he never forgot his original
intention investigating the roots of
corruption within the kingdom as the
years wore on the youth grew to
adulthood and then aged healing the
surface level ailments of the Empire yet
he gradually realized that the Empire's
Affliction had seeped into its roots a
tree with diseased branches could be
pruned but what remedy existed for a
tree with ailing Roots he suddenly
grasped that the Empire might be Beyond
salvation to eradicate all evils would
mean to stand against the entire Empire
he began to feel powerless and the evils
of the Empire reached out to him with
olive branches but he rejected them
point one fateful night he resolved even
if it meant Eternal damnation he would
uproot the evils yet he failed paying a
harrowing price his actions subjected
him to the world's sufferings enduring
countless tortures living a life worse
than death te times he pondered whether
he had aired he was so cynical so filled
with hatred for evil yet brimming with
fervor was this a mistake it was only
when his once boiling heart gradually
cooled that he understood The Afflicted
were not just the Empire but the entire
world that person was I the sufferer
malist in my youth a necromancer took my
parents lives they were good people why
did they meet such a fate I could not
comprehend nor could I understand thus I
hated and feared necromancers yet when I
finally saw the world clearly all those
prior emotions vanished I in this world
goodness goes unrewarded if you do not