My Alter Ego Is Becoming a Giant

Fragment of the Immortal King (3)

I finished my revenge and started cleaning up.

First, he summoned the undead under his command and checked the damage.

The undead who faced Malcolm were almost annihilated, and the ones who fought with the warlocks who resisted in the village also suffered considerable damage, probably because of a fierce fight.

[…I think there were about five hundred, but this is the only thing left?]

Among the many undead, the remaining number was less than thirty.

I dealt with people who were only a little over forty, and the damage they suffered was enormous.

I wonder if there were only zombies and skeletons, but there were some high-ranking undead as well.

If Malcolm hadn’t made the warlocks a scapegoat, the undead that went to the village would have been annihilated.

‘Well, if that were the case, I could have dealt with Malcolm sooner and went to help.’

He roughly grasped the damage and inspected Malcolm’s body.

If your troops are low, fill them up with new ones.

If it was not completely destroyed to the extent that regeneration was impossible, a certain number of them could be recovered.

Above all else, isn’t it the best part of a Necromancer to use the corpses of enemies killed in battle to increase their troops?

‘Ummm… well, I don’t know.’

He saw Malcolm summon the undead a few times, but at best, it was nothing more than a mass of lesser undead.

Well, I had to take all of the top undead I had been collecting so far, so there was nothing I could do about it.

After all, making an undead using a corpse is something that has never been learned.

If I tried recklessly, but something went wrong and I couldn’t use the body, I felt like I was going to shed tears of blood.

It didn’t seem like it would be easy to find a corpse of this level in the future.

I looked around and noticed something strange.

Malcolm’s body had no soul.

It’s the first time I’ve looked at a corpse like this since I became a demilich, so I thought it might be something like this, so I investigated further and found the cause.

A red magic circle was engraved into Malcolm’s heart, and his soul was artificially drawn out by this.

‘Did you lose your soul with something like a devil’s contract? Or maybe the organization behind the scenes took action for security.’

It would have been nice to be able to get information through the soul, but it was a pity.

I’ve never done it before, but if I tried, I’d be able to come up with something.

‘It’s nice to see that the body can still be used.’

I took my eyes off Malcolm, looked around, and found what I was looking for.

The kind warlock who taught me first.

It was tattered here and there, and was buried in a corner, possibly being pushed away by the aftermath of the fierce battle, but it still maintained its original shape.

‘This guy’s soul has been pulled out too. Still, if this is enough, can I use it?’

Private tutoring is not enough to provide practical opportunities.

I tried to create an undead with a grateful heart.

He moved his black magic by using the knowledge of 「Black Magic」 acquired so far, the experience of examining the undead, and the information about the undead obtained when it resonated with the ‘Fragment of the Immortal King’.

‘After connecting the corpse and black magic, it synchronizes, pollutes the remaining magic in the body and corrupts the body information… Are you doing this by raking up the fragments of your thoughts…?’

Soon, black flames enveloped the corpse and burned all parts except the bones.

So it seemed to go well at first.

Pop-! pass…

Cracks spread momentarily in the bones that were left, and they began to break apart.

[Uh… sorry?]

A light apology was thrown.

Still, thanks to you, I was able to get the hang of it.

I immediately ordered the undead to bring Zeraf’s body from the warehouse, and sat in front of it and tried to create the undead once again.

Fortunately, this time I was able to succeed, perhaps thanks to the use of ‘Jeffy Chance’, which is always helpful.

Skeleton Mage, Skeleton Mage has been completed.

I was confident in my success, but I was already a little vague about writing Malcolm’s body.

It seemed like I had to do it a few more times to be sure.

‘Well, there are plenty of ingredients, so after practicing enough, you can try it at the end.’

I got the guy next to me to hold Malcolm’s body, and then I got up to look around the town.

lean-

Instantly, the body tilted.

Without one arm, it is difficult to balance.

‘Are we supposed to solve this problem first?’

I used the undead to bring me back to my right arm that flew away during battle.

He searched all over and was able to find it quickly, but it was still in poor condition.

‘Has the upper arm completely gone? I can’t use this.’

Because you can’t put your elbows on your shoulders.

If it was a real lich who obtained immortality by extracting the source separately and storing it, he would have collected and regenerated the bone dust, but anyway, he was unreasonable.

Thinking like that, the wreckage of the Death Knight that flew right before the fight with Malcolm and was smashed came into my sight.

It was completely destroyed and seemed impossible to recycle.

Looking around, I noticed that the right arm part is intact and the physique is similar to mine.

‘I can attach this instead!’

He quickly picked up Death Knight’s right arm and attached the cross section to his shoulder.

And when he connected it as if it were synchronized with the fragments using black magic, a black flame rose and burned all the flesh attached to the mummy-like arm, leaving only the bones.

Soon after, “Super Recovery” was activated, and my body and the Death Knight’s arms were connected.

[Um… it’s a bit awkward isn’t it?]

I swung around the newly attached arm, then applied black magic to control the bones and carefully adjusted the size to balance it out.

[It’s okay now! It’s like a bummer!]

Although the color of the arm bones was slightly different, I was very satisfied.

Perhaps it was because of the use of good-quality bones, there was no difference from the previous use of the arm to move the black magic.

[Would you like to go collect the loot now?]

I was the only one in this town, and there are still countless things left to take care of.

I looked at the village and smiled contentedly.

***

Unfortunately, most of the undead suffered by Malcolm were unable to regenerate.

I saved as much as I could revive and looked around the broken village.

Undead were scattered everywhere, and a few corpses that looked like minions were also seen.

It seemed that they were the ones who could not join the party immediately after the attack of the undead.

The undead that could be restored by getting close to it was recovered, and the bodies of the minions were made into new undead.

[Is it a Skeleton Warrior this time?]

Taking the newly joined undead, he robbed nearby buildings and continued to collect useful items.

Whenever a new body was discovered, it was made into an undead, but there were not as many as I thought.

And it was only when we arrived in the center of the village that we could find out the cause.

[Everyone has gathered here.]

A great battle took place between the two sides here.

Hundreds of undead remains scattered around, and a gang of warlocks who were massacred together.

Concentrating on the fight with Malcolm, I couldn’t understand the details of the situation after that, but when there was an attack, it seemed like they got together and fought along the alley.

Besides, the warlocks were all equipped with robes and staffs.

Seeing that the minions also had their own weapons, it must have been that they had prepared for battle right after the incident happened.

[Uh… But the number of undead is a bit strange? Why are there so many?]

And there were not a few undead who seemed to fight while standing in the direction of protecting the center.

[Aha, these are the ones the warlocks had and summoned separately.]

Looking closely, there weren’t that many high-ranking undead. Still, it would have been a big help in sustaining the amount.

And looking a little more, I could confirm that there were some very strong minions among them.

In particular, it was the middle-aged man guarding the entrance to the village who caused the most damage.

[I thought it was a considerable level even when the entire village was detected, but I didn’t expect it to be this much.]

Most of the top undead that attacked seemed to have been destroyed by this man.

Since he is a warrior unlike a wizard, there must have been a difference in the amount of black magic he possessed and his combat power.

[I realized that a big problem could happen if I just looked at the amount of black magic and was careless…. I’ll have to be more careful in the future.]

Fortunately, this yangban was quite active, but after the warlocks were killed all at once by Malcolm, he seemed to collapse without being able to hold out for long.

[But now it’s mine.]

They made the undead one by one, starting with those who looked low.

Warlocks became skeleton mages, and minions became elite skeletons or skeleton warriors.

Some of the minions I noticed became Skeleton Knights.

As I worked so hard to create the Undead, I realized that the lowest level among them was the Elite Skeleton.

I was the weakest in this town.

‘Okay, now I’m the strongest. From now on, these guys will pamper you and eat you.’

There was no particular reason for the newly created undead being skeletons.

I used the information stored in the fragments to create the undead, and I don’t know if it was Malcolm’s taste, but the skeletons that were sacrificed the most were the most efficient.

Also, since he was from a skeleton, it was definitely convenient to make it from that line.

‘The diversity is a bit lacking, but there is nothing we can do about it.’

Still, the village gatekeeper put more effort into ending it as a skeleton knight.

I plan to make Malcolm a stronger entity anyway, so I tried to make the best undead based on my experience so far.

[Grumpy…]

There was a sound of boiling sputum from the fallen corpse, and the throat that had been hollowed out fell down.

Then, his body slowly rose from his seat, and he picked up the hair that had fallen off and put it on his side.

[Oh, luckily it worked.]

A headless knight, Durahan, was born.

Now that most of the top undead were swept away, this Durahan was the best power I had.

There are several other Durahans, but they were in poor condition.

Of course, that is only until now, and the rankings will change quickly.

Now it was Malcolm’s turn.

Before that, I needed some time to think about it.

Among the information I had, there were not many undead suitable for wizards.

Malcolm is barely worth making as a Skeleton Mage.

Ghosts could only be created with a soul in the first place, and so was the lich.

‘No, in general, lichs are created by corrupted wizards and voluntarily becoming undead. In the first place, I have no information.’

It wasn’t that Malcolm was just blaming me for being half-baked.

While thinking about whether there was any way, suddenly his right arm caught my eye.

A proper Death Knight is the highest level among the Undead, and the self remains, and its combat power is not so low compared to the Lich.

The guys I had with me for a little while were exposed to the fragments for a long time, losing their strength and leaving no ego.

‘Of course, I can’t make the wizard Malcolm into a Death Knight, but I think I can imitate it in a similar way…’

There was information about the Death Knight in ‘Fragment of the Immortal King’, and I looked at it a few times after evolving into a demilich, and now my right arm belongs to the Death Knight.

[Okay, let’s do it.]

He sat down and focused his right hand on Malcolm’s body.

Through the knowledge gained so far, “Evil Wisdom” whispers the way. The ‘Fragment of the Immortal King’ in the heart lends power.

A black flame burned through Malcolm’s body.

However, unlike before, it did not leave only bones, and it dried up like a mummy as if only moisture had evaporated.

succeded.

I hurriedly scraped up Malcolm’s remaining thoughts and planted my ego.

Fragmented thoughts had no value as information, but if you do this, you will have enough intelligence to make your own decisions.

Soon, Malcolm sprung up from the spot and stood there.

Then he looked up at me with his twinkling blue natural-flowered eyes, and then he bowed his head.

[command.]

‘Oh … say!’

It was the first time for an undead to speak other than me, so I was instantly moved by emotion.

‘It has an ego and speaks, so it must have a name…’

After thinking about it for a while, I realized that there was no need to think.

[Your name is Malcolm. I’m counting on you. Listen carefully from now on, okay?]

If I gave it a different name, it would only confuse me, and I thought it wouldn’t matter since this name would have been a pseudonym like Zephyr in the first place.

nod

It’s not a long time since I’ve developed my ego, so it’s hard to answer right now, but it will gradually get better as time goes on.

puck!

Otherwise, it will fit me.

[Answer me, man.]

[···Yes.]

So I achieved all my revenge, and Malcolm, who killed me, became a ‘Death Wizard’ and became my subordinate.