Inside a dimly lit hall, the lights flickered.
The floor, the walls, even the ceiling were splattered with blood.
Inoue Amano stood in the hall gripping his ghost blade.
Looking at the three corpses lying before him, there wasn't the slightest trace of guilt in his eyes, only intense excitement and ferocity.
"This is what you forced me to do. If you hadn't pushed me, you wouldn't have deserved to die."
"Anyone who blocks me must die."
With that, Inoue Amano directly chopped off the right hands of the three ministers. Then, carrying their severed arms, he took the elevator straight down to the sealed chamber on the eighteenth underground floor of the building.
One by one, using the ministers' fingers, he unlocked the sealed chamber door by fingerprint.
Finally, he added his own fingerprint.
Four fingerprints. The national treasury was successfully unlocked.
Inoue Amano stepped into the treasury and, using the highest authority of the Eastern Nation, began manipulating the entire nation's financial pool.
———
At the same time, on the other side.
[Inside Beacon Country]
Elfa was drinking coffee with several of Beacon Country's leaders while discussing the current world situation.
"To be honest, at the beginning we all hoped the Necromancer would die early. Back then, we even formed the Eight-Nation Alliance to deal with him. But now that he's actually dead, why can't I feel happy?"
Elfa said, "No one can be happy. It's not that we wanted him alive, but that we cared about our own survival. The world is in turmoil. Emperor-rank bosses from the unknown parts of the otherworld are appearing. Only the Necromancer could resolve this crisis and protect humanity."
"Now that he's dead, we've lost our ability to resist an emperor-tier boss," Elfa analyzed, "It's just that, for now, no level 500 emperor-rank boss has appeared. Once one does show up, even I won't be able to handle it."
At this moment, Beacon Country's second strongest, Viks, said, "Don't we have a Resurrection Godstone? Should we… use it to resurrect the Necromancer?"
"If resurrection through the Godstone were possible, Dragon Country would have already done it," Elfa replied, "As far as I know, Dragon Country's treasury still has at least three Resurrection Godstones."
"They haven't done anything until now, which means the Necromancer can no longer be resurrected with a Godstone. It must be the Divine Tomb's restriction preventing it."
Viks grew more anxious, "Then what should we do? Do we have no way to deal with this disaster?"
"We can only strengthen ourselves," Elfa said, "We need to quickly build up a force capable of fighting emperor-rank bosses. I have a feeling that in the near future, a large number of level 500 emperor-rank bosses will invade the otherworld."
Just as the leaders were debating, someone suddenly reported, "Mr. President, someone is offering a high price of one billion to buy the Resurrection Godstone."
The moment those words fell, the leaders hesitated.
"We only have one Godstone. Should we really sell it?"
"But that offer is much higher than the market price. If we sell it, we'll make a huge profit."
Elfa hesitated as well, because he was in urgent need of a large amount of funds to strengthen the nation's top-tier professionals.
Although the national treasury still held plenty, if he used that money and something unexpected happened later, they'd have no backup resources.
The best approach was to sell the Godstone and get the money from another country.
So Elfa asked, "Who's the buyer?"
"The Eastern Nation."
"The Eastern Nation?", Viks frowned, "Why would they pay such a huge price for a Godstone? What are they planning?"
"Didn't they just propose an alliance to us, trying to get us to join them in dealing with Dragon Country?", said Tina, the blond, blue-eyed princess of the nation, "The Necromancer of Dragon Country died only a moment ago, and he's already scheming how to attack Dragon Country. With a disaster looming over the world, he still concerns himself with internal strife. He really doesn't care about this world at all."
"If he wants the Godstone, it's definitely not for anything good."
"So, are we still selling it?"
Elfa paused a moment, then said, "Sell it."
"But raise the price. Thirty billion."
"Empty out the Eastern Nation's treasury. That way, even if they have plans later, they'll have no financial support. They won't be able to do anything."
Originally, they thought that as soon as they quoted such a price, the Eastern Nation would retreat and abandon their attempt to purchase the Godstone.
But to Elfa's surprise, when they named the thirty-billion price, the Eastern Nation agreed instantly without hesitation.
This actually made Elfa troubled.
He had intentionally raised the price high because he didn't plan to sell it.
Yet the other side agreed even to a price six times the market value.
Now their acceptance made it difficult for Elfa to refuse.
Because thirty billion was simply too much.
So much that even Elfa couldn't resist the temptation.
Thus, following Elfa's decision, Beacon Country sold its only Resurrection Godstone to the Eastern Nation for thirty billion.
———
After all his schemes, Inoue Amano finally obtained the Godstone.
His eyes burned with boundless desire.
In his view… All that remained was to wait for nightfall.
Tonight, the Demon Emperor would come to cooperate with him.
By then, with emperor-rank power, he was certain he could overwhelm the entire world.
"What a pity, Necromancer. You won't be able to witness the moment I stand at the top."
"If you could see me overlooking all life, standing at the peak of this world, your expression would probably be quite something."
———
Across the world, countless people were still mourning the Necromancer's death.
Just when everyone thought Zhang Yue was truly gone this time…
In a corner of the darkness, a pair of eyes slowly opened.
"Where is this? I… wasn't I dead?"
When Zhang Yue opened his eyes, what he saw above him wasn't the sky, but an incomparably radiant golden ceiling.
And beside him stood a girl wearing tight fitted armor, long hair flowing to her waist, pale-skinned, stunningly beautiful.
The blazing sword in her hand was releasing golden flames, circling around Zhang Yue's body.
When the flames faded away, the girl gently said to him, "Hello, Necromancer."
Looking at her, Zhang Yue instantly remembered the moment she stabbed him through the heart.
"Xingtian!"
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