Bored Gamer in Other Worlds

"The dead can no longer be of any use to the living but the same cannot be said for you, Tian Fen.

Would you be my tool or would you instead choose to follow them that had come to pass already?" This question hanged in the air for a couple of breaths.

"Do i have your guarantee that my sect and disciples will remain unharmed if i do your bidding?" Tian Fen finally answered after a dozen seconds elapsed.

"Of course. I have no need of them since you will be more than enough to accomplish what i have in mind." Our bored gamer replied.

The dead air resurfaced once more amongst the people in the room but it did not take that long to linger.

"I, Tian Fen, will obey." Tian Fen made his choice wisely. This was the only prudent decision left for him after all.

Since he cannot defeat the summoned demon beside him, there was almost no chance that he could ever win a battle against the one who called it into being.

"Hmmm..." Clark nodded and then gave his instructions unto his new pawn in the game. The conquest would begin and all he needed to do was wait for its results.

Ten minutes later and our good gamer was once again alone in his chambers.

"SIGH!" Our avid gamer took a deep breath and wondered on what he could do in order to enjoy his time in this city.

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The night blanketed the sky and it was a great time to enact some of the most wicked of plans. A backdrop like this was indeed conducive to secrecy and surprise.

"Do it!" A cold voice commanded with utmost finality.

"Dancing Mirage Subduing Formation!" Several men and women could be heard chanting the activation mechanism of this technique. The result was certainly spectacular to say the least.

"BANG!" A blinding flash captured the immediate vicinity of the area which trapped the entirety of the Yun Ancestral domains.

This mystical craft alone surrounded 100,000 square feet of lands. A breath later and the advent of ghosts appeared in the horizon.

These creatures appeared humanoid but there was no doubt that all of them were dead beyond saving.

The fatal wounds that had caused them to leave this world was still freshly engraved upon their bodies.

Some of them were still bleeding and yet not one drop of their blood desecrated the haunted grounds of this fallen Yun Clan.

These cursed creatures crawled and shuffled deeper unto the unfortunate targets in the center.

"HELP! Please save us, Master Fang Deha!"

"We are on your side! We don't want to die!"

"Please! Please! Don't kill us please!" The poor servants and slaves that was tasked to serve our bored gamer shouted for mercy.

With just one glance, they decided that it was folly to run outside. Not with an army of undead ghosts as far as their eyes could see.

They also did not have any wings on their backs to launch them up for escape. One should know that these slaves did not have any cultivation base at all.

They were basically collateral damage in the grand scheme of things. Unfortunately for them, their masters were deaf and blind to their plight.

"I hope that this is enough to defeat that illusion master." Fang Deha whispered to himself.

This technique was called Dancing Mirage Subduing Formation which relied upon the sacrificial dead of the past.

It was a smart counter to cultivators who uses illusion arts since the dead were mindless beings to begin with.

The real master behind this technique would be safely tucked behind while at the same time assessing the tricks and danger of our very own protagonist.

It was all they could do since they lacked any viable information about the identity of the one called Yun Che.

They did check the slave mines and quickly found out that there was a Yun Che who died of old age in that wretched place.

Thus, the top dogs of the Fang Clan all concluded that our good gamer was nothing but a mere impostor.

They decided to get rid of our avid gamer simply because he had the audacity to claim to be a kindred of the fallen Yun Clan demons.

"Somebody save us!" The panic of the servants in the house was seen to the extreme. They begged and cried to no avail.

When the dead monsters were already at the doorsteps of the abode, a gust of wind appeared from out of nowhere.

"PEW!" This simple phenomena was enough to stop the ghosts on their tracks. Cracks appeared on the surface of their bodies until they were chopped into countless pieces thereafter.

Their immaterial essence then dropped to the ground and then dissipated into nothingness.

"DING!"

"DING!"

"DING!" A breath later, the same horde was resurrected at the very edge of the formation.

It was easy to see that this kind of army was endless indeed since they would not simply drop and die on the spot.

Unfortunately for them and for their masters, they had the luck of facing our bored gamer in this little skirmish.

"THUD!" One of the closed doors opened up and spat the calm figure of our good gamer. Clark looked unto the distance and raised a brow at the party that awaited him.

He was glad that this night was about to bring him some entertainment for a change.

"To kill just because you can. I simply love this idea also. Hehehe. Since you have an undead army to surround me, let me give a taste of your own medicine in return."

Our avid gamer said unto the hundreds of cultivators that wished to capture or slay him inside this mighty formation.

"Come up, little pets. It is high time that you revenge for all the feet that squashed you beneath its merciless weight."

Clark beckoned with his left hand and an epic change was felt underneath.

"BANG!" The earth laid upturned and from within surfaced giant ants into the fray.