The Martial God Becomes a Necromancer and Conquers the Tower - Chapter 6

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Episode 6
Episode 6
The Black Orc’s movements were slower than the Lizardman’s.
Yet the power radiating from its body seemed at least twice as potent.
Hmm~ But here’s the thing.
You. You’re far too slow.
Whoosh!
One of my Undead thrust a Halberd against the creature’s Axe. The moment the blade caught, I rotated the Halberd and wrenched it toward me.
Since a Halberd is a poleaxe—its head tangled with the Axe at once. And because I was pulling in the same downward direction the creature was pressing, its stance shattered instantly.
It wasn’t a matter of raw strength versus weakness.
It was control.
While the creature’s balance collapsed, the Undead swept their Halberds left and right, striking both its knees.
But remarkably, the creature tensed both legs hard and launched into a tumble.
Impressive!
So it isn’t completely incompetent after all.
But still—it’s slow.
By the time it finished tumbling, I was already at its front.
Shriek! Rasp!
The Moon Blade raked across its throat. The neck muscles were far thicker and tougher than I’d imagined. I didn’t sever the carotid cleanly in one stroke, but I did open a small breach in the vessel.
Geyser!
Blood sprayed over a meter into the air.
I stepped back and commanded my Undead.
“Roaaaagh!”
The creature roared and dropped to the ground, blood still fountaining from its neck.
But true to its name, the Black Orc—
—raised its Axe even as rage consumed it.
What came next was simple.
Thunk! Thunk!
The Undead on either side drove their Halberds precisely into its knees.
My Moon Blade hadn’t carved deep enough, but a Halberd is heavy.
The Undead’s full weight behind the thrust meant the wounds bit deep into both joints.
“Roaaaagh!”
Its legs were pinned.
After that—
it thrashed, but the Halberd was long as any spear.
The Three-Stroke Halberd Formation made short work of it. Even if the creature wielded its Axe, my Undead’s relentless pressure was too much.
True, one Undead lost its upper half in the exchange.
But at last I brought the Moon Blade to its wounded throat again.
Rasp!
The carotid severed clean. The creature fell.
Trial 9 cleared.
Ah~ that felt good.
Brings back memories of my past life.
[You have cleared the 9th Trial for the first time.]
[Additional rewards have been generated.]
[You may claim these rewards after completing the Tutorial.]
[The final Trial will now commence.]
Oh. Is the 10th the last one?
I suppose—it’s a Tutorial, after all. Wouldn’t make sense for it to go on forever.
Let’s see what the viewers are saying….
-Insane.
-Unbelievable, unbelievable, unbelievable, unbelievable, unbelievable!
-Shiling Immortal! He’s a god! Shiling Immortal! He’s a god! Shiling Immortal! He’s a god! Shiling Immortal! He’s a god! Shiling Immortal! He’s a god! Shiling Immortal! He’s a god!
-First clear—is this real?!!!!
-An Awakened who makes Japan tremble, America gasp, and China kneel! An Awakened who makes Japan tremble, America gasp, and China kneel! An Awakened who makes Japan tremble, America gasp, and China kneel! An Awakened who makes Japan tremble, America gasp, and China kneel!
-He beat that?? He actually beat that?????
-My DP is gonnnnnnnne.
The viewers were losing their minds. While I watched, a new message arrived.
[Betting results are displayed.]
[You have acquired 2,912 DP.]
Wow. That’s insane. How much is this exactly?
I glanced at the viewer count and it had already surpassed four thousand.
“Making money is so easy, isn’t it, folks?”
I watched the chat explode again at my words.
In that moment.
Everything reset.
My Undead returned to their original forms, my Necromantic Power fully recovered, and the blood-soaked appearance I’d worn melted back into normalcy.
Good. Is this the final Trial?
As I watched.
A new monster appeared this time.
A massive frame that towered at least three and a half meters tall.
Its skin was a sickly blackish-green, with thick, bloated flesh hanging from its frame.
-A Troll!
-Insane;;;;
-A Troll shows up in the Tutorial Trial?
-Besides, no one’s ever cleared the eighth stage anyway.
-How’s a newbie supposed to take down a Troll?
-If they managed the Black Orc, couldn’t they handle a Troll too?
A Troll.
They’re famous for their brute strength and regenerative power.
With my current capabilities… honestly, it’ll be hard to win.
If I could use my Necromantic Power like Inner Power directly, I might have a chance somehow… but.
Anyway.
Should I throw down a bet one more time?
1. I win. (Unlimited)
2. I lose. (Unlimited)
-Wait, boss, what are you saying? You’re doing this again?
-You’re crazy lmaooo
-Are you a money-starved fiend? lol
-lololol this guy’s ridiculous lololol
-I’m betting on “I win” this time! Reverse odds let’s goooo!
-seriously how’s a newbie supposed to beat a troll?
-no way no way no way three strikes you’re out.
The chat descended into chaos the moment I posted it.
But I was expecting that, so it didn’t bother me.
“Look, this isn’t an opportunity that comes around every day. I just made 2,900 DP earlier? I’m putting all of it on ‘I win.'”
-Teacher’s got big guts. I’m betting on “I lose.”
-Shiling Unexcelled, come on now—you can’t seriously think you’ll beat a Troll? That’s insane. One vote for “I lose.”
-lololol this newbie’s delusional about clearing the first Trial lololol
-lmao
-losing is the weird outcome lololol
Then the odds popped up on screen.
1. I win. 0.1%
2. I lose. 99.9%
Wow. They really went there with these odds.
So nobody believes in me, huh?
Well, I suppose that makes sense—it’s a Troll, after all.
“Man, is there really nobody here who thinks I can win except me? Fine. Very fine. Then I’ll gladly accept your support.”
-We’re grateful, Teacher.
-Making DP today means chicken and draft beer are on the menu.
-Haha those free money guys grinning ear to ear deserve an upvote.
I let out a soft chuckle, and laughter bubbled up naturally.
[Combat begins.]
The Troll moved at a leisurely pace.
Unlike the creatures that had charged at me before, it didn’t rush forward in a frenzy.
Slow. Measured.
The bearing of something declaring itself an absolute apex, a predator without peer.
I could see the arrogance baked into its very flesh.
Watching it shamble toward me with such casual confidence, I smiled.
Yes, strut about with all that pride. It will be the death of you.
Tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk-tsk.
I poured every drop of Necromantic Power into one of the Undead.
I felt the Shiling Tianjiang Yishen Gong settle firmly into the creature’s body.
Since I’d channeled all my Necromantic Power into it.
In terms of Inner Power, that was about two years’ worth of cultivation.
Then I sent the other Undead—the one without the Necromantic Power infusion—forward first.
It circled around the creature’s flanks and thrust the Halberd forward.
Thunk! Thwack!
The skin was tough enough to stop bullets. Even with the Halberd driven home, the wound was shallow.
That wasn’t all.
“What—?”
The Troll’s face twisted in displeasure. Trolls were known to have dull pain sensitivity, so it was probably just a slight sting.
But that didn’t mean it didn’t hurt at all.
Whoosh!
Its hand swept toward the Undead on the right.
Just as I thought.
Even slower than a Black Orc.
Swoosh.
The Undead arched into a bridge pose, evading the strike.
In that moment, the Undead on the opposite side drove its Halberd at the creature’s knee.
The Troll’s face twisted further, and it pivoted its massive body, swinging its arm in the new direction.
That was the moment.
Pop!
The Undead I’d infused with all my Necromantic Power—now possessing two years’ worth of cultivation from the Shiling Tianjiang Yishen Gong—burst forward.
The Feitian Shiling Guibo.
Before the Troll could even react, it moved like a specter, landing on the creature’s shoulder, and thrust its palm directly toward the Troll’s head.
The Shiling Suihun Zhang.
The opening move of the Internal Force Heavy Technique—one that crushed the interior rather than the surface.
That single strike drove true into the Troll’s skull.
Splurt!
Crack!
Its eyes burst open, and blood gushed out like a fountain. Blood sprayed from its ears, mouth, and nose alike.
Shudder-shudder-shudder!
Its massive body trembled.
Then the enormous form crashed to the ground and collapsed.
Boom!
Quiver-quiver.
The body still shaking.
Then it went still, turned to light, and vanished.
This one was easier than the Black Orc?
“Troll down. Pretty easy, right?”
Heh-heh. This body of mine—the one they called a god of war in my past life.
Listen up, viewers. Never disrespect me again.
* * *
The viewers went absolutely berserk.
A Troll taken down? What in the world is happening?
Park Il-chim felt the same way.
-NNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
-A newbie just killed a Troll in the Tutorial?
-I just got here—what is this? A Troll? Why is there a Troll?
-What the heck is happening??????????????????????
-LOLOLOLOLOL he actually killed it lolololololololol he killed it lololol I lost all my DP lololololololololol
-Just keep the DP, sir. Wow, how is this even possible?
-He just hit the thing’s head once and the Troll’s eyes burst open and it died? What is that? What am I watching?
-Is this a bug?
The viewers went mad. They were losing their minds as if the world itself were on fire. People who’d witnessed something incredible. People who’d placed bets and lost their DP. Everyone was in chaos, each seized by their own turbulent emotion.
Park Il-chim typed out a message with trembling hands.
[Park Il-chim has donated 1 DP!]
Is it even possible for a Troll to die like that from a single strike to the head? Please explain what just happened.
1 DP might be pocket change to some, but to others, it was a fortune.
Because.
1 DP was worth a full ten dollars — at recent exchange rates, that meant we were talking about fourteen thousand won slipping back and forth.
And yet I had to ask.
How on earth did a single blow to a Troll’s head end up killing it like that? I couldn’t help wondering.
It turned out I wasn’t the only one curious about it.
[BigSpender has donated 1,000 DP!]
If you explain how you killed the Troll, I’ll give you 10,000 DP.
[BigSpender has issued a 10,000 DP mission!]

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