The Villainess and I, her Zombie

/Secret achievement unlocked

The end of the phoenix

/Master receives a unique title

Demigod eater

/Master receives a skill

Devour (level 1)

/Demigod eater title assimilated into Heretic

/Heretic, Pride's successor, Calamity, and Apex predator titles together with a Berserk subclass are reacting with a skill

Devour (level 1) »»» Annihilation Bash (level 1)

"Haa... that hit the spot!"

The red-haired girl sitting by the pieces of the reddish-gold eggshell patted her stomach with a satisfied expression and smiled happily at the blue undead by her side, completely unbothered by the messages popping up in front of her eyes.

"Great job! It was delicious!. Haaa... Who would have thought that the egg that the phoenix reverts to after death will be this delicious raw, after adding just a few spices?"

She breathed out blissfully and laid down on the ground.

"It's good that you're happy. That big chicken managed to run away quite far, don't you think?"

The blue undead with a red and black right arm nodded and sat down beside the girl and casually wiped the remains of yolk from the corner of her mouth.

"Haa... it sure did! You didn't have to jump straight into the sea of mist after it, though, you know? Without the appraiser telling us our stats we can't be sure that we are strong enough to even be here."

With his pleasantly cold left hand touching her cheek the girl looked up at his face with a slight pout.

"I think it should be alright. After all, from what I've seen with my life signature detection, all the monsters from the area were getting away from the chicken's path rather hastily."

He said with a light shrug.

The two of them were in the middle of the clearance in the fog, surrounded by the walls of mist thick as milk.

The confusing mist was already beginning to reclaim the spots where the flames of a dying phoenix evaporated it, but it wasn't instantaneous - the red-haired girl and her blue undead still had a burnt black field the size of ten football stadiums all to themselves, they could even see the blue sky above.

"Ha. Curious. Still, we should assume that it's because the weak ones are gathered on the outskirts, those monsters that ran are probably just barely qualified as high-class beasts."

The red-haired girl sighed and rolled on her side and closed her eyes about to go to sleep while using the blue undead's left arm as a pillow.

"Hey, hey, you're not a kid, why are you trying to take a nap after a meal? And if you want a pillow, use my former right arm instead."

The undead complained but since he said it in such a warm tone, it didn't seemed like he was actually annoyed at all.

"I refuse. I can sleep well only if I feel your presence near me, so let me stay like this... okay?"

She asked while already sounding as if she was dozing off.

"Alright. I'll keep watch. I'm allowed to kill anything that tries to attack us, right?"

"..."

The undead nodded and asked but the only response was the girl's calm breath.

She managed to fall asleep in record time!

"I wonder if this area is really that dangerous..."

The undead tilted his head looking around with his eyes glowing red.

Most of the monsters' life signatures that he spotted before following the runaway phoenix to the sea of mist were already far outside the range of his detection skill.

Though, some of them actually stayed barely within.

Those were the strongest ones out there, and they were all grouped together too.

The blue undead has never seen life signatures like those.

No.

Correction.

He saw a life signature that was similar to one of the three types of signatures he spotted.

A couple of years in the past, during the first kill party when it was the weakling prince's turn.

"So there really are dragons here..."

The undead nodded looking at a bunch of life signatures nineteen miles away to the north.

"...why are they so weak though...?"

The undead tilted his head and sighed in confusion.

Then he focused on a much smaller group of signatures fifteen miles to the northeast.

Those were definitely different types of monsters and there were about thirty or so of them.

Although much less numerous, they were stronger than the group of dragons from the north and were focused around a single one slightly stronger than the rest.

And coincidentally, that slightly stronger one was gathering mana preparing some sort of skill.

"Hmm...?"

The undead furrowed his brows, focusing on it.

After just a couple of seconds, the unknown monster fully activated the skill and shot it right at the Master-Servant pair.

Although the distance between them was nothing to scoff at, the attack arrived shockingly fast.

A giant, blazing sword flying blade first right at the two, meant for skewering them both.

The skill reached its target and...!

*thump*

Nothing.

"Hmph."

The blue undead scoffed after catching up the tip of the fiery sword with his red and black right hand, completely stopping all the momentum the attack had without even budging or activating a single skill.

"...a pathetic weakling like you dares to attack the two of us...? I applaud how daring you are. But, seriously, I'm supposed to be the rotten brain, why are you acting like an idiot?"

He frowned, speaking to an opponent who had no possible way of hearing him.

Then the undead's body shone violet and his eyes shone white.

The blazing red sword that he was still holding on to, changed its color to blackish-violet.

"I don't want your little gift, here, have it back."

The undead smirked and his body glowed up even more.

And then he...

*WHOOSH*

Threw the violet flaming sword right back at the group.

/Multiple angel-class monsters defeated

Master and servant receive EXP

/Condition met

/Master receives a title

Angel slayer

/Servant receives a title

Angel slayer

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The erasure of around twenty-seven of the unknown monsters was followed by the silent inexplicable sound that couldn't really be put into words.

"Tsk, not even enough for a level up. I should have made it stronger so that it would kill all of them - I'm still not used to controlling fire..."

The undead clicked his tongue and shook his head while tapping the stylish black thigh-high boots on high heels with a tasteful wing design on their outer sides that were added to his skimpy outfit of just bluish-black trunks.

"I'd better train..."

The undead turned around and squinted his eyes at the large group of dragon life signatures up north.

He raised his smoke arm aiming at them and smirked.

Once his body begun glowing violet and his eyes shone red, a ball of violet fire bigger than the undead appeared out of the thin air.

"Would this be enough...?"

The undead tilted his head and after careful consideration, he made the already giant fireball twice as big.

"Bye-bye."

He snickered and launched the skill at the unaware dragons.