Hundreds Years After I Was Called [Just Corpse], I’ve Become Strongest Undead When I Woke Up

"Hah... how do I get out of my sight..."

I've been thinking about walking away from the city I found.

The magic scattered was supposed to have been suppressed properly, but suddenly being attacked or frightened didn't seem to be able to talk at all.

You came so close with a friendly smile...

I wonder if you can't dress up like this?

"Well, those four adventurers were together... If I was a dangerous undead, it might be because the wrong information had been passed on first."

I think like that and try to convince myself.

The cause is unknown, but I was undead and somehow regaining my ego.

But - no, that's why I want to die fast.

Many seek immortality.

But for me who happened to have it, it was nothing but pain.

I want to go to eternal sleep as soon as possible.

But I don't know how to do it.

This body is unusually robust and has even a high regenerative capacity, and it is unlikely to die easily.

Honestly, I'm on my own.

That's why we need someone to help us, and we need to communicate without being alerted.

"Nevertheless, there is no village or city at all...."

Soon the wilderness will be over, and it will be a meadow as far as you can see.

But those who go, those who go, don't feel as if people are living there.

When I noticed it, the sun began to set and it was getting dark.

There is no star in the sky.

"And yet... I can see it"

It was dark in the area, but it was undead, so it was possible to look around.

Of course, there is no need for sleep or food.

This will allow you to walk around all night.

But I decided to take a break.

As the scenery continues unaltered, my heart will come to me.

Let's light it up.

Remembering the wild lodgings of the adventurer's time, I decided to gather the leaves and set them on fire.

Speaking of which, at the time, we were burning grass that produced a smell that monsters hated.

But I don't have it now, and it doesn't matter where the monster came from in the first place.

With that in mind, I try to ignite by magic.

I was a swordsman, but I learned basic fire magic because it was a must for adventure.

"Fire"

It was supposed to be a super preliminary magic that created a small seed fire.

Ooooooooooo!

A fierce fire pole rose and the collected branches vanished in an instant.

"... what?

I'm stunned, and I'm standing there for a while.

"Eh? What do you mean...? You didn't use a fireball, did you...?

All I can do is fire magic, at best a beginner fireball.

But even if it's a fireball, it feels too powerful right now...

"Maybe because the magic amount itself has increased? That's why you have to feel the same way you did before."

The more I think of it, the better I get.

Apparently, I put a little magic into it and used a lot of magic.

"But what happens if I throw out a fireball with all my might?

... let's give it a try.

Fortunately, there is not a single child around.

"Fireball"

Oooooooooooooooooo!?

"Hmm!?

For a moment, I wondered if the sun had fallen.

The bright red stains in front of you, and a giant flame ball flies at a fierce speed as it burns down the meadow.

It's a hundred times the size of a regular fireball, no, more than that.

Normally, they disappear at most 100 meters, but even if they fly far away, there are no signs of disappearance.

After a giant fireball passes through the ground, the stone melts into liquid.

"... there's no city beyond that, is there?

My face twitched, and I prayed.

And that's where I come up with something.

"Wouldn't this flame burn you down?

I don't hesitate to check it out.

When I point my palm in my direction, unlike before, I activate magic with the image of staying there without releasing it.

"Fireball!

The next moment, my vision turned red.

In a burning flame, I murmur.

"... it's no good after all."

The surface of the skin burns a little, but it is also regenerated in an instant.

Eventually, when the flames subsided, I stood there completely intact.

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"What? A mysterious undead was witnessed in Costal?

Having received the report, I left unexpectedly.

"Yes, definitely, Captain Emul. It's definite information from the church branch in Costal."

Polmi, the deputy captain of the unit and an excellent subordinate, nods clearly.

To ask you more, the undead feature was something I didn't know.

"Is that his new family...? If we were, we would have read it correctly."

- That's exactly what Jean-Diago, the deadliest ghost artist we're chasing right now.

This man, who has been nominated from all over the world, has been so fierce in his many acts that he can say nothing.

As a result, various countries and organizations tried to crush him many times, but all of them failed.

One such organization is St. Melt's, which is widely practised in western countries here.

Our Special Knights, made up of the Order of Albert, the Order's proud Salvation Army, have been tasked with his crusade and have been searching for his footprints for months.

I finally got information that he might be in this country, the Kingdom of Romana, and entered the country a few days ago.

Since the beginning of this mission, I've been carrying it without letting go of my skin, and I drop my eyes on it.

A special spear from the upper ecclesiastical ranks to carry out this mission.

It is distributed not only to me, but to all of the cavalry.

"With this, we can easily purify any undead."

The most terrifying thing about Jean is the powerful undead he's bringing in.

Those who were once worshipped as heroes are used as his limbs, and cannot be manipulated by circumvention.

But with this holy spear, which the Order has developed with all its might, no matter what undead appears, it is not our enemy.

We must crush him and show him the stigma of the Order.

... Jean was once a Saint Melt priest.

While serving God, he secretly abducted believers and used them as a testing ground for death spirit magic.

Therefore, the Order wants to punish him with their own hands no matter what.

That's why we gathered all the best of the Holy Knights to form this special Cavalry just for his crusade.

"Sometimes it just doesn't feel right."

"Don't fall in love with me?

"The undead approached the city magnificently and fought Costal adventurers. But I tried to crush him, and he didn't have a hand or a leg...."

"Speaking of Kostahl, there must be a lot of adventurers above the Golden Grade who challenge the magic?

I'm guessing it was such a powerful undead.

But more than that, I noticed that I had approached the city with dignity.

He is a sickly cautious man.

Even the undead of his family rarely acted with dignity, and most of them were supposed to move behind closed doors.

"Something wrong....? Or have you changed your policy...?

I listed the possible possibilities, but none of them were pinned down.

"Moreover, the undead left without entering the city or harming anyone."

"You said you left....?

Uncomprehensible behavior.

I didn't mean to run away.

... it would be rather delicate for you to have anything to do with Jean at the moment.

But...

All right, we're on our way to Costal now.

As a Holy Knight, we cannot leave such a dangerous undead unattended.

And about him, if there was such an undead, it wouldn't be strange to have eyes on him.

Having concluded so, we set our course for Costal.