The Executed Sage Reincarnates as a Lich and Begins a War of Aggression Chapter 80: The Sage Uses the Spirits of the Dead

The damaged golem stood up.

The magic cannon that had run out of its ammunition fell off.

It was probably discarded because it was deed unnecessary.

Uo?

As soon as John raised his voice, the golem staggered.

It sohow managed to keep itself from falling, but its behavior was suspicious.

Apparently, there was so stagnation in the circulation of magic power.

Damage from various places caused malfunctions to occur.

Originally, that golems structure was the product of miracles.

I had never seen a weapon as intricate as that.

Therefore, a slight deviation would ruin it.

The more damage it suffered, the more apparent this effect was.

Damn it

The Golem halted in front of .

It didnt launch a fierce attack like before; instead, it just took a stance.

It seed he realized there was no point in repeating inefficient attacks.

The golems operator, John, was very cautious.

The magic cannons are out of ammunition, and the ray of light can be reflected as well. I can also use transfer magic unlimitedly to evade at any ti.

None of the golems attacks were powerful enough to kill .

Although I was inferior in terms of pure power, there was a great gap between the versatility of our abilities.

There were clear limits to manufactured weapons.

Regardless of how ingeniously they were made, they couldnt do things outside of what was specified within the frawork of their design.

The fact that it lacked the concept of growth, one could consider that to be this weapon's weakness.

I exuded miasma outside my body to repair my broken arm and flank.

I had to use wooden components instead of bones to repair the broken parts, but that shouldnt create any problems.

I was able to move my miasma constructed hand without any difficulty.

At the very least, it would last long enough until the end of the battle.

anwhile, the golem observed .

It had already made preparations that would allow it to shoot the ray of light if and when required.

I did all that so he would just give up, but it seed that he still intended to fight.

Despite his clear disadvantage, John didn't give up on victory.

Rather, he regained his composure and looked for a chance to make a reversal.

He had cald down from his angry mood, and he no longer spoke.

I thought that by pressuring him ntally I could break his will to fight, but it seed to have inspired him instead.

John was surprisingly obsessive.

Ever since that one ti, the main personality hadn't appeared anymore and he had maintained control.

This toughness and reluctance to give up could be considered as a heroic temperant.

It was certainly confird that he possessed extraordinary courage when he chose to fight alone against the Demon Lord.

Thats why I cant let my guard down. I need to proceed steadily.

At present, there were a few things I still needed to do.

First was to destroy the giant golem and secure the mystical stone installed within.

The next was to kill John Doe.

Considering the conversations we've had until now, it was clear that there was no way for us to reconcile.

I couldnt invite him to the Demon Lords Army.

However, if he was kept alive, he would likely cause trouble once again.

On no account could I ignore his ideas and technical skill.

Although John was currently pushed to the brink, I still couldnt be careless.

My greatest fear at this mont was being exposed to the power of the Great Spirit at close proximity.

The golem still maintained its high output.

If I were to get hit directly by the ray of light, then not only my current body, but also my soul would possibly end up obliterated.

It was more dangerous than common holy magic because it would disturb my resurrection.

That was why I chose to attack from a distance to make sure that the golem was neutralized; I could steal the mystical stone from the golem as long as it stayed in a situation where it couldnt attack.

Once I decided on my strategy, I imdiately activated my spell.

In response, the golem also pointed both of its arms in my direction.

Yet it didnt fire its ray of light.

As expected, he was wary of the possibility that it might get reflected.

The series of damage suffered by the golem made John cautious.

That was the reason I could blatantly construct my spell.

I spread my consciousness around the capital.

I sensed corpses scattered about as I did that.

There were various corpses that could be seen lying around from those who were slaughtered by the undead, crushed by the rubble, burned to death by the golems ray of light, and slain in combat.

I started rging them using the authority of the Valley of the Dead.

I mixed in the roaming undead as well.

I then commanded the fused mass of undead to co towards .

Soon, an eerie chunk of at erged and ca crawling over from the rubble.

They all crawled together, like caterpillars coming from everywhere, and piled themselves in front of the golem which stepped back.

Along with so gloopy sounds, the huge amount of flesh and bones were fusing together.

Wha, what's going on?

In the ti John stood there stunned, the lumps of flesh ford a giant humanoid.

It took the appearance of a red mud doll and was about as big as the golem.

On the surface of its form were peoples faces and limbs would churn up and down together.

As a finishing touch, the grudges, spirits, and dense miasma that had been drifring throughout the capital were contained in this flesh giant.

With that, the flesh giant transford, flaunting black flas all over its body.

This variant was impossible to achieve with normal magic a dead spirit in the form of a giant, a feat only achievable by the Demon Lord.

As I floated midair, I gestured to the motionless golem and spoke.

Many of the people here are those that you have killed. Enjoy their hatred.

As I finished saying that, the giant dead spirit ran forward, dripping blood.

It jumped towards the golem with beast-like movents.

Damn it!

The golem imdiately shot its ray of light.

The giant dead spirit faced it head-on without avoiding it.

Even as various holes ford on its body, it didnt slow down and hit the golem.

Guh?!

The golem rolled on the rubble.

I managed to prevent the giant from knocking down the buildings that were still standing safe.

The beaten abdon of the golem was dented and sparked.

The giant dead spirit was a muddle of corpses, and not a living being.

That was why it had no vitals.

Each and every part of it's body was ford by bones and muscles, and it burned through the grudges and spirits with miasma to convert them into its source of power.

Because of its very nature, it could only exist for a short ti, but it had enough fighting power to match the golem.

The giant dead spirit pushed the golem down and mounted it.

Then it raised its fist and struck down with trendous force.

It was a physical attack with trendous strength.

The incomplete golems protection magic for defense was quickly breached.

Its massive fists broke through the tal body with each succeeding blow.

The golems internal structure was gradually exposed and started exploding consecutively.

Its self-repair couldnt be done on ti, and it was doubtful whether there were enough spare materials to repair it with.

Damn it! Let go of eee!

John scread and produced a ray of light from the golems finger.

It penetrated the giant dead spirit, but the holes were soon filled in by wriggling flesh.

Its fists never stopped striking.

The ground under the golem sank because of the shockwave.

Damn it, Shit, Shit, DAMN IT! Why? Why did I end up like thiiiiis!

The golem's hand struck the torso of the dead spirit giant.

Of course, its attacks didnt cease.

Not only that, the golems fist also got stuck in the giants flesh and it was unable to break free.

John lost his composure.

As expected, he was also upset due to the unexpected attack.

The dead spirit giant had robbed the size superiority of the golem.

At that mont, the head of the giant dead spirit split.

It wasnt damaged by the attack.

Rather, it voluntarily opened itself.

A mournful roar resounded from there.

Both of the giant dead spirit's hands grabbed onto the golems head.

It pulled it apart with all its power.

The tal head was squeezed by its fingers and crushed into fine dust.