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At this moment, the voice of the system rang in Sebastian's ear: "Sebastian, an abnormal situation has been detected by the Spy Satellite; please go and check it out."
"Oh?" Sebastian narrowed his eyes, a little curious about what this so-called abnormal situation was, so he turned on the Spy Satellite to observe.
He gradually zoomed in on the map, and he could see armies approaching him. Sebastian continued to zoom in and saw a group of moving skeletons—an army of the undead.
No wonder the Psychic Tower didn't react; the undead had no life, making it impossible for them to think. Thus, the Psychic Tower couldn't detect their existence.
Now that the army of the undead had come, it meant that Deathmagla, one of the Four Demon Generals under the Demon Lord, would also make them his next target of attack. This was exactly what he expected.
In the story, Deathmagla was planning to lead his army of undead to attack other towns, but because of Sebastian's intervention, he had taken this town as his next target.
"What's wrong, Sir Sebastian?!" Standing next to Sebastian, Ristarte asked doubtfully, "What happened?"
"They are undead, and their number exceeds 10,000," Sebastian said, then moved the monitoring screen to Ristarte. "It looks like the target is our place."
"How come?!" A look of surprise appeared on Ristarte's face again.
At this moment, Sebastian fell into deep thought, considering how to deal with this undead army. These undead soldiers were different from the zombies in the previous Highschool of The Dead; as long as they received a headshot, they would die. However, the undead in this world must have their entire bodies destroyed.
In the story, the protagonist used the skill of summoning meteorites to wipe out the entire undead army. But at that time, the undead were in an empty and uninhabited place, which allowed him to display his skills.
Sebastian, who owned the Kirov airship, had far superior firepower compared to the protagonist, making it easy for him to annihilate these troops. However, the position of the enemy army was too close to the town of Edna; if they attacked, the entire town might be affected.
Sebastian wanted to find a way to eliminate them with fewer side effects. This made him think of another method to kill the undead: holy water. The bodies of the undead would melt upon contact with holy water, while for other creatures, holy water was just ordinary water. If he had enough holy water and poured it down like rain, this army of undead would be destroyed without any direct attack.
Holy water would be available for purchase in the item shop in the town. However, a significant issue arose: how to obtain such a large quantity of holy water. Sebastian had a plan.
"Ristarte, come with me to the item store."
"Ah?"
The two quickly arrived at the item shop. A burly man saw their entrance, and a joyful expression appeared on his face. "Sir Sebastian. Thanks to your plan, our everyday life is much more convenient!"
Although it had only been a few days, the residents of the town had accepted Sebastian's management. With his protection, their lives had become significantly easier, and they no longer had to worry about the threat of nearby monsters.
After hearing that Sebastian had also killed one of the Four Demon Generals, the residents respected and loved him even more. This was the reason why the shop owner was so pleased to see Sebastian's arrival.
"Boss, is there any holy water?" Sebastian asked.
"Do you want to buy holy water to deal with the undead?" Ristarte nodded; this was indeed a good idea.
But she still had some doubts. Although holy water was a very effective weapon against the undead, the opponent's number was a full 10,000. Even though the town had been upgraded, it was still only a small town. There was only one small item shop in the entire town, and the quantity of holy water would not exceed a few dozen bottles at most. Using such a small amount of holy water to combat the undead army would be like a drop in the bucket.
"May I ask how much holy water you wish to purchase, Master Sebastian?" the boss asked respectfully.
"One bottle is enough," Sebastian said with a smile.
"A bottle?!" Ristarte was a little surprised, unaware of what Sebastian meant.
"One bottle is not enough, but don't worry; I have my method."
After successfully purchasing a bottle of holy water, Sebastian asked Ristarte to open the portal and sent him back to the Divine Realm. While Ristarte didn't know what Sebastian was planning, she complied.
Sebastian immediately arrived at the Battle Lab and asked the Engineers to analyze the composition of the holy water.
[Analysis of Holy Water Ingredients] (Cost: 100,000G, Time: 12 hours)
Sebastian's method was to use his system to analyze the ingredients of holy water so that he could produce it once the analysis was complete.
"I see, Sir Sebastian wants to produce holy water by himself?!" Ristarte suddenly realized. "But why did you come back here for the analysis? Didn't you also create the same building in Edna Town?"
"Because time flows faster in the Divine Realm," Sebastian replied. The time flow ratio between the Divine Realm and the outside world is 100 to 1, and Sebastian could use this time difference to expedite his research.
"I see!" Ristarte finally understood Sebastian's intentions.
At that moment, there was a hurried knock on the door—Adenela had arrived. After hearing that Sebastian returned, she came immediately.
"Sir Sebastian, I have prepared a cake that I made for you; please try it!"
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Outside the town, countless undead were approaching.
Among them, many bodies were almost folded in half, with their joints rotated at impossible angles. If anyone's body were twisted to this extent, they would be dead, yet these beings were long gone.
They moved like puppets, their bodies trembling at an extremely fast frequency. Their joints were evidently twisted in irreversible positions, but the damaged flesh on their bodies forcibly pulled back their bent limbs.
The faces of the undead were covered with dust and blood and marred by dilapidated wounds. Some even had their cheeks torn away, exposing their yellowed fangs to the open air.
There were no whites in their eyes—only a mass of bottomless darkness, as though they could suck in the lives of those nearby.