Flying Squirrel: "This was a special item released during a game event."
Flying Squirrel: "Anyone who possesses the [Life and Death] item can use official channels to draw Hero Undead from various mythologies around the world — and through the item's power, convert them from undead back into heroes."
Flying Squirrel: "Of course, you can also choose to convert yourself into a special undead form. That form doesn't fear Holy Light magic, though other measures effective against undead will still work on you."
Flying Squirrel: "The most attractive part of this item is the ability to acquire Hero Undead from mythologies across different nations and absorb them into your own faction. The self-conversion function, by contrast, has never been something anyone cared about."
Flying Squirrel: "After the event ends, the item can still be used — but only for the self-conversion function. Summoning Hero Undead is no longer possible."
All in all, it was a decent item: capable of toggling a person between their heroic and undead states.
If he weren't an Undead class himself — and though a skeleton, not technically in undead form and therefore unable to use it — this item would have been an attractive option for gaining a physical body.
But now that he had the dual-class item, he could simply choose a new class.
As for which class, it would be Fighter without question.
He had already pushed his magic to the limit the game allowed. He had no choice but to consider another path now.
What mage doesn't secretly dream of winning in close combat?
Even during his Memory Replica, he had technically been playing as a fighter — and enjoying it, at that.
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The Most Ancient Godslayer: "You want to forge yourself a body?"
After reading Flying Squirrel's explanation of the [Life and Death] item, the Marquis Voban remarked with clear interest.
It had been spelled out plainly enough. Anyone with eyes should have seen through Aizen's intention.
Aizen wanted to forge himself a physical body.
The Shinigami's potential wasn't weak — if anything, it was formidable. But for Aizen, the Shinigami system simply wasn't enough.
Whether it was Brandon or Roxie — or even Lin Fengjiao, Zhang Zhiwei, Zhang Sanfeng, or the Holy Lord, or even Uchiha Madara — all of them had come to the same conclusion: progress of the soul alone or the body alone was insufficient. Body and soul, together, were non-negotiable.
And Shinigami had no physical body at all. Only a soul.
Aizen could afford to ignore what most people said. But what Brandon and Roxie said — that, he couldn't dismiss.
As transmigrators, the two of them knew of cultivation systems far beyond anything the chat group currently possessed.
They knew of systems that were stronger. More complete.
Perhaps these systems existed only in fiction — but in this world, even fiction had become reality.
Before joining the chat group, Aizen's horizon had been the Soul King. Had been the three realms of his world.
But after joining the chat group, standing atop that small world was no longer enough.
If the Shinigami cultivation system placed a ceiling on his potential — then discard it, and find another.
If having no body meant a predetermined limit on his future — then find a way to give himself one.
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Tony Stark: "I suspect Aizen's intention isn't simply to give himself a body. Otherwise, he could just buy a resurrection-type item."
Tony Stark: "But resurrection items revive Aizen — the question is in what form, and that's anyone's guess."
Tony Stark: "I don't know whether Aizen came to be by a dead soul entering the Soul Society and becoming a Shinigami, or whether he was simply born there."
Tony Stark: "Either way, neither option would satisfy him."
Resurrection items carried an unknown. Their function was to revive — but whatever strength a person accumulated in a soul state after death, the item was not guaranteed to transfer that strength into the newly revived body.
Unless there were no other options, Aizen's personality would never accept that kind of gamble.
Though, knowing Aizen, he had probably already experimented with it. The results simply hadn't satisfied him — which was why he'd tracked down the [Life and Death] item specifically.
[Life and Death] could transform a wandering soul into a hero. The body it manifested through that power would be in perfect resonance with the soul inhabiting it.
And on top of that — no level restriction.
What he didn't know was how many points this item cost that Aizen had apparently decided not to simply purchase it through the group shop, and gone to trade with Flying Squirrel instead.
Tony Stark curiously searched the group shop.
Tony Stark: "Three million points?"
Tony Stark: "What the hell, that's insane!"
Even the Rinnegan didn't cost three million. You could buy more than one Rinnegan for that.
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Child of Nature: "That price isn't expensive. If anything, it's almost unreasonably cheap."
Child of Nature: "Look at [Life and Death]'s properties — no level restriction."
Child of Nature: "In the game Yggdrasil, 'no level restriction' only goes up to level one hundred. But in a world of ten thousand realms, what 'no level restriction' actually represents cannot be compared to three million points."
In Brandon's view, the greatest value of [Life and Death] wasn't its ability — it was the "no level restriction" trait.
In a game, no matter how high the level ceiling rose, there was still a ceiling. Once maximum level was reached, growth stopped absolutely.
But the ten thousand worlds were different. The vast majority of cultivation systems across those worlds had been created by humans, demons, gods, and spirits — and none of them had a concept of max level. None of them had a point where the path simply ended.
If one existed, it was only a reflection of the individual's insufficient talent.
Even with the limits of heaven and earth, there were always those of supreme genius who shattered the void and departed their world entirely — seeking a higher realm beyond.
And even if there truly were some kind of "cap," some upper limit —
The upper limit of the ten thousand worlds was incomparably higher than that of any game.
Three million points looked frightening. But for the truly apex worlds — the ancient mythology worlds, the xuanhuan realms, the xianxia heavens at their peak — three million points was likely a small number.
Yet three million points could allow someone whose body had been destroyed — reduced to nothing but a soul — to create a perfect physical form.
The soul body of a xianxia world. The Nascent Soul realm. A wisp of a surviving soul in a xuanhuan world. A ghost in the underworld of an ancient mythology world.
For those people, trading three million points for a physical body would not be a question of expensive or cheap — it would be a question of whether you were joking with them.
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Ordinary Group Leader: "Now that you put it that way — yeah, that does seem to be the case."
Ordinary Group Leader: "Three million points feels like a lot to us, but to the real heavyweights in those apex worlds, three million points is basically nothing."
Ordinary Group Leader: "Like the ancient mythology world — Hongjun's guy, Red Cloud. Well, Red Cloud's a bad example — he could probably scrape it together, but he'd have to sell his Sacred Flame to do it."
Ordinary Group Leader: "What about Red Cloud from the Primordial World?"
(End of Chapter)