Bone King: Homemade plug-in, I am the god of destiny Chapter 046

In the underground temple nest of the cemetery’s ancestral hall, the Undead Arch-Sage stood quietly at the center of the altar with Kajit and Clementine, waiting.

Clementine wasn’t wearing her black cloak, her beautiful figure exposed to the air.

It was a pity that the people beside her, one an undead and the other a necromancer who enjoyed studying the dead, had absolutely no interest in her.

With her arms crossed over her chest, her gauntleted index finger continuously tapped against her exposed elbow, making a faint tapping sound.

Clementine’s mood was slightly irritable, her gaze occasionally sweeping over the Undead Arch-Sage.

She had received an order from him earlier, stating that they were to greet an important figure, but they had already been waiting for about half an hour.

This feeling of being forced to do something, only to have her time wasted due to others, really grated on her nerves.

However, her life was currently in someone else’s hands, and the other party was an undead being who loathed the living. She could only forcefully suppress the surging violent emotions within her and obediently wait there.

Five minutes later, the space in front of the three of them rippled, and a figure appeared in their line of sight.

The person appeared to be a middle-aged man in his thirties, his looks could barely be considered handsome, but he exuded an eerie, pale aura.

He wore a luxurious black magic robe, a delicate and small bone-skull necklace hung around his neck, and a black-covered magic book with arcane patterns carved on it hung at his waist.

“Greetings, Lord Shadow.”

The Undead Arch-Sage respectfully prostrated himself before the man.

Seeing this, Clementine and Kajit, who were behind him, dared not delay and followed suit, kneeling and bowing their heads as low as possible.

“Rise.”

The man’s voice, like his demeanor, was chilling to the bone.

“Thank you, Lord.” The Undead Arch-Sage expressed his gratitude and stood up, then stood quietly without speaking, like an excellent employee awaiting a leader’s instructions.

Clementine and Kajit exchanged imperceptible glances. After standing up, they secretly scrutinized the man, trying to find any special markings on him that could prove his identity.

Having been suddenly subdued by a powerful undead, and now with an even higher-ranking existence appearing, they needed to figure out who or what organization they were serving.

But unfortunately, there was nothing on the man that resembled a power totem or emblem.

“You have completed this mission very well. With the Theocracy’s true divine artifact, our plan will proceed even more smoothly.”

“You flatter me, Lord. I merely acted according to your arrangements.”

…

The man called Shadow and the Undead Arch-Sage conversed as if no one else was present. Clementine and Kajit listened intently to their conversation, greatly shocked.

From the general gist of their conversation, it seemed that the mysterious organization they belonged to had recently been gathering information on the Theocracy and secretly seizing its secret treasures, seemingly preparing for a major operation against it.

Furthermore, there were mentions of the Fate Church, the Great Tomb of Nazarick, and the like, which seemed to be their opposing organizations. Shadow instructed the Undead Arch-Sage to closely monitor their movements.

The Theocracy was the strongest human nation for hundreds of years; even the Zuranon, to which the two of them belonged, dared not be too presumptuous in front of the Theocracy.

Now, three mysterious forces had suddenly emerged: one was secretly plotting against the Theocracy, and the other two also seemed to be formidable powers.

So much information poured into Clementine and Kajit’s ears, giving them the feeling of a frog leaping out of its well and seeing the true vast world.

At this moment, their conversation seemed to be nearing its end. Shadow’s gaze shifted to Clementine, and he asked, “Are you ‘Gale Wind Break’?”

[Gale Wind Break] was Clementine’s former codename in the Theocracy’s Black Scripture unit. Due to her betrayal of the Theocracy, this codename had already been removed.

Hearing Shadow call her name, Clementine immediately put on a demure and amiable expression, her eyes filled with admiration for the strong, and respectfully replied, “Yes, Lord. This subordinate is indeed a former member of the Black Scripture who defected from the Theocracy. If you require more information about the Theocracy, this subordinate can be of service to you.”

“Our investigation into the Theocracy has concluded. The information you possess is already known to us; you no longer have value in that regard.”

Shadow coldly rejected Clementine’s offer of service, then directly commanded, “You are currently being pursued by the Theocracy’s Windflower Scripture, correct? I’ll give you a task: lead them to this location.”

Hmm?

Upon hearing Shadow’s instructions, Clementine and Kajit both felt a bit confused.

Thinking that this was his long-established lair, and if discovered by the Theocracy, it might be destroyed, Kajit couldn’t help but step forward.

“L-Lord, please forgive my ignorance, but why must we do this? If the Theocracy discovers us, it will surely cause trouble for our subsequent actions, won’t it?”

Kajit inquired respectfully.

He remembered the Undead Arch-Sage had previously promised to let him transform E-Rantel into a city of the dead, and then use that vast negative energy to transform himself into an undead, achieving his goal of immortality.

This way, he would have infinite time to research resurrection magic that even ordinary people could withstand, allowing him to resurrect his mother, who had died over 30 years ago.

With his lifelong aspiration before him, he had no choice but to risk offending Shadow to try and secure it.

Unexpectedly, Shadow merely glanced at him and did not blame him for it. Instead, he said, “This will not affect you.”

“During the previous attack on the Black Scripture, we failed to annihilate them all due to outside interference. They must now be fully investigating our whereabouts, and the Windflower Scripture, who have arrived near the city, will be their greatest aid.”

“By using this operation to lure the Windflower Scripture, I intend to completely eradicate these two secret units of the Theocracy here!”

“After these two targets are eliminated, with our assistance, are you still afraid you can’t conquer this city?”

“Ah! This humble one was foolish.” Kajit, hearing that his goal would not be affected, also chuckled and apologized, “Please rest assured, Lord, this humble one will do my utmost to complete the task you have assigned!”

Shadow seemed to lose interest in him after seeing his reaction. After giving a few more instructions to the Undead Arch-Sage, he teleported away from the underground nest.

When he reappeared, he was already in an alley in the living quarters behind the cemetery wall.

Reaching for his face, he removed a mask-like item, revealing his original appearance.

“Once the Black Scripture realizes they can’t conquer the cemetery, they’ll likely ask for my help. That’s when I can smoothly whitewash [World Item: Downfall of Castle and Country] and let my subordinates gain a huge amount of experience.”

“As for the Shadow identity, using it to cause trouble should be good too. I need to think carefully about how to maintain this persona.”

Han Yu put the item back into his backpack, changed into a common adventurer’s outfit, and left the alley.