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

"Our king, Jean-Diago.... I'm making a corpse here that I deserve to dedicate to him...."

A long-haired undead who speaks the name of a mysterious person with a tranced face.

Of course, I've never heard of such a name.

"No, who is that guy..."

"You're undead, but you don't know him...!?

I've been lurking in the dungeon until recently.

"For my master, the King of the Undead - no, he should be king of this world...! Thanks to that great help, I returned to this world...!

"I don't know... you mean like a ghost magician?

In the first place, ghost magic itself is a forbidden magic.

I don't think he's a rock 'n' roll.

"Don't let him be with those vulgar ghost magicians...!

... I'm mad at you.

"Well... you'll understand anyway."

That said, the long-haired undead tries to take the unconscious woman to the torture device.

I got stuck before that.

"What are you...?

"Why do you think I'm missing anything?

"Are you trying to get in the way of the undead...?

"No, don't treat me like I'm your friend in the first place."

I clearly told the dew of disgust.

Nevertheless, I feel that the other person is having a smooth conversation from Undead and others.

... I wanted to have a more enjoyable conversation if possible.

"You can't basically kill people."

Well, you can't help but solve such an obsolete morality for Undead.

It turns out that the long-haired undead snorts.

"Stop laughing... I didn't expect Undead to tell the truth about life and death...."

I didn't think Undead would make a fool of me either.

"If you want to disturb me, I won't forgive you... but you should be a little bit more generous there -" Shrink the ground "

At the next moment, I wondered if I had lost my long-haired undead and was in front of me.

Besides, he's already pulled out his sword, a sharp slashing shot at my neck.

Pachinko!

"What...!?

The broken tip of the sword danced through the sky.

On the contrary, there is no scratch on my neck.

"Stupid...? Why couldn't you cut it...?

Karan, the tip of the sword falls to the ground.

Did you wake up from that noise? A woman who was unconscious opened her eyelids.

"This is...?

Long-haired undead tells a woman who looks around in a frightened face.

"... you woke up. From now on, I will inflict pain on you in hell... Full of thoughts, fear, anger, and strong hatred... That way you could be the body my lord wants....."

"Hyi!?

"Hey, get out of here! I can handle this!

"Ha, hahi..."

As I shouted, the woman tried to crawl through her hips to the basement exit.

But the long-haired undead grabs the leg.

"Something to escape...! Far more fortunate to be a sacrifice to the great man than to live for nothing...! I mean, you've been chosen...! Accept that honor with gratitude...!

"Don't push the mysterious logic."

I try to knock off the arm of a long-haired undead who was holding a woman.

Bang!

Did you hit me a little too hard? My arm ruptured.

The unexpected splatter brightened the woman's face.

"Hyiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!?

Meanwhile, the long-haired undead opened his eyes in astonishment.

"What do you mean....? You're still not the same undead as before...?

"Then what is it?

"I forgive you for interfering with me... but you should come with me instead... Let me show him back... you might be one of his family..."

You're not being solicited?

No, no matter what you think, I'm sorry.

"No!

I assure you, I kicked my long-haired undead belly.

"Gubu!?

With such a loud voice blowing up, the walls of the basement collide - giggle!

... wow, it's crushed.

Moreover, if you look closely, your stomach will be broken and your upper body and lower body will be separated.

I didn't mean to kick you so hard...

"Um... you knocked him down?

"As a family member of Master Jean, I can't possibly be defeated to this extent...!

Uh-oh, shit!

"This body is special...! It will be repaired so soon....!

As he said, he quickly returned to his original appearance.

But in the meantime, the woman escaped from the basement.

His attention seems to be on my side, and I want him to run away somewhere in the meantime.

"What do you think...?! Isn't it wonderful...! This is the proof of the great power of my Lord...! Whether my head is destroyed or most of my body disappears, I will be resurrected...! It turned into an immortal undead...!

"Eh? Why are you so happy...? You'd rather die, wouldn't you?

I'm having a lot of trouble because I can't die...

... but is he really not going to die?

I didn't even take any damage in the first place, and it's no exaggeration to say I'm invincible, but as you can see, this long-haired body is usually fragile.

If this guy could come back from any state, and if I had that ability to regenerate... it would be more and more difficult for me to die...

Let's give it a try.

"Fireball"

Long-haired undead's body was wrapped in a fierce flame.

The hyperthermia melts the meat quickly, and you can see the bones.

"It's no use....! Even if it burns in the flame, I will surely regenerate...!

He is shouting with pride in the flames.

But soon the vocal cords were burned out, so it became quiet.

In a sparkling flame, the body of the complete bone and the broken undead collapses to the ground.

The bone will also carbonize.

Eventually, the flame disappeared and there was only a lump of ash left.

……

I've waited a while, but there's no sign of playback.

"If we burn it down to this point, is it impossible to revive it?

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My name is Saw.

A man who lived and died as a samurai in a far eastern island country.

Time is an era of turmoil.

The centuries-old Eid Shogun was about to be overthrown by the overthrown forces backed by Western powers.

I fought the Curtains as a man on the Shogun's side.

It was me who slashed many enemies and was greatly feared by the Enemy to call them "Sword Demons", but before the numerous new weapons brought in from the West, I brazenly killed them.

And I was supposed to be asleep forever.

I was resurrected from the grave as an undead.

By the hand of Jean-Diago, the outermost.

I don't know how frustrated I was with this brittleness in my life.

Bleeding loses strength, wounds do not heal easily, and slashing with a sword can easily cause fatal injury.

If this body were immortal, we could fight more - we could slay more people!

That's why I was surprised.

Resurrected as an undead with Jean's great help, I will be repaired immediately, regardless of any damage taken!

Since then, I have sworn allegiance to him and become a family member who faithfully carries out the orders given to me.

"Fireball"

"It's no use....! Even if it burns in the flame, I will surely regenerate...!

A mysterious undead encountered in a basement that was producing a body to dedicate to Jean.

I didn't move at all, even if my whole body melted in the magical flame.

My body collapses in the flames.

I watched the situation calmly from the air.

I was temporarily a phantom - or ghost.

The flesh burned by the fierce flames has almost turned into ash, but it will eventually be restored over time.

Still, what is frightening is this mysterious undead.

I didn't know you could use such powerful magic....

I'd love to take you back to Jean-sama.

... hmm?

What the...?

So I perceived something strange.

Somehow this phantom began to rise to the sky on its own.

Wait a minute?

What do you mean by that?

My body is over there.

Why are you leaving?

I try desperately to get back to the ground, but the Phantom doesn't listen at all.

Looking up at the sky, I was puzzled.

Soon the ceiling of the basement vanished and there was darkness spreading.

There was a mysterious door floating in it.

It's decorated with tough decorations, and it opens slowly.

At that moment, I had an instinct.

Is that... the door to the Underworld...?