I Can Get 1,000,000x Returns from Selling Anything!-Chapter 123 --The Exalted-Grade Quest, Undead Cataclysm

Chapter 123: Chapter123-The Exalted-Grade Quest, Undead Cataclysm

"Hahahaha... Just thinking about the mighty Quin getting overshadowed is so satisfying!"

"And the one overshadowing Quin is actually a player from our own World Zone 616. Double the satisfaction!"

As Cecilia browsed through the rankings, she suddenly cried out in surprise.

"Did you notice? Players from World Zone 616 actually occupy ninety-nine percent of the leaderboard spots!"

"No way? That exaggerated? I never expected our World Zone 616 to be this powerful, hahaha!"

"With strength like ours, wouldn’t we win future world wars with our eyes closed?"

"Shit, I didn’t even make it into the top hundred. What kind of joke is this?!"

"No, seriously—why are the players from World Zone 616 so absurdly high-level? The number of players in every World Zone should be about the same..."

As he listened to the discussions around him, Charles’s attention settled instead on Doom Guild.

"Look,"

he said, pointing at the rankings, "every World Zone 616 player on the list has the same suffix: Doom Guild."

Prompted by his remark, Cecilia hurriedly looked over as well.

"You’re right! The overwhelming majority of those on the list are Doom Guild members!"

"This guild is incredible. It’s basically unified all the elite-grade players of World Zone 616..."

"Did you notice Faustus, the player in first place?"

"What kind of question is that? He’s the only level 100 player on the board. Seriously, how did he even level like that? Is he cheating?"

"The point is, Faustus is in Doom Guild too. Unless something strange happened, he should be the guild leader."

"Holy shit! Look, Faustus’s pet is level 100 too—higher level than all of us!"

"Let me see... By the gods, it’s even a legendary-grade pet! That’s completely insane!"

Charles quietly listened to the players talking, and a clear plan gradually took shape in his mind.

He turned around, his determined gaze sweeping across the group.

"Everyone, I think we should go speak with Faustus. The Undead Cataclysm is about to descend, and if we want to reduce World Zone 616’s losses to a minimum, we’ll need the strength of Doom Guild."

Cecilia nodded. "I agree!"

"That’s right. We should set out now."

"I second that."

The crowd voiced their agreement in unison.

...

World Zone 1213.

Roar—!

A thunderous bellow tore through the silence of the sky.

A colossal crimson dragon dived down from the distant clouds, its wings spread wide enough to blot out the heavens. Every scale on its body shimmered with scorching firelight.

It threw back its head and let out a furious roar toward the darkened sky, as if declaring war on the invisible disaster looming above.

Seated cross-legged on the dragon’s back was a young man with long hair flowing over his shoulders.

His features were cold and detached, his brows carrying an aloof arrogance that kept strangers at a distance. In his hand, he held a pitch-black longsword, faint dark-red patterns flowing across its blade.

His gaze pierced through the heavy cloud cover, as if searching for something.

"It’s Quin!"

"So he’s the one known as the Unvanquished Fiend, Quin?"

"That’s him... Damn, aside from that cheat Faustus, I didn’t expect our World Zone 1213 to also have a player who got a giant dragon pet. I’m so jealous!"

"By the way, where did he even get that dragon from?"

"I’m more curious about what he’s trying to do flying up there..."

Quin paid no attention to the chatter below.

His voice, cold as frost, drifted down from the sky.

"The spatial passage to the Undead Realm isn’t here. We’re going to the next main city."

The giant dragon beneath him gave a violent shudder, then spoke in a deep, muffled voice full of resentment.

"Damned human! Forcing me to become your mount was bad enough, but now you even want to order me around and enslave me? You—"

Before it could finish, the dragon suddenly felt an icy chill run down its spine.

It was the instinctive terror of prey being watched by a predator, a fear that shot straight from its backbone to the top of its skull.

It shivered and forcibly swallowed the rest of its complaint.

"Hmph! Then let’s go already!"

With a beat of its wings, the dragon turned into a streak of crimson light and vanished into the horizon.

...

Polaris City.

Daniel was in the Lord’s Manor checking the quest panel when he suddenly received a message from one of the guild’s high-grade players.

The message said that a player named Charles wished to see him on an urgent matter related to the Undead Cataclysm.

After reading it, Daniel curled his lips into a cold smile.

"Not interested."

In the memories of his previous lives, quite a few players had indeed gathered around Charles, but most of them were ambitious schemers.

Later, they gradually hollowed out Charles’s guild from within, bit by bit devouring its authority.

That guild was mired in internal strife every day, and in the end, it became a laughingstock among the players of World Zone 616.

By contrast, Daniel’s guild was harmonious and orderly inside. No one dared to pull petty tricks.

If Charles and his group got mixed in, there was no telling what kind of chaos they would stir up.

He only wanted to stay far away from people like that.

Cooperate with a bunch of ambitious opportunists?

He had no interest in that whatsoever.

Besides, what they wanted to discuss was nothing more than how to deal with the Undead Cataclysm.

What a joke.

Since when did he need to rely on cooperating with others to complete a quest?

Daniel opened the quest tab.

[Undead Cataclysm (Cataclysm Quest)]

Restriction: All players

Quest Difficulty: Exalted-grade

Quest Objective: Repel this undead invasion

Quest Description: The "hidden pocket world" that once suppressed the passage to the Undead Realm has perished, and the spatial channel between the Undead Realm and Aetheria has reopened. Countless undead creatures will pour forth from the rift and sweep across the entire continent. Their purpose is singular—to devour all civilization!

Every citizen of Aetheria, regardless of origin or strength, bears the responsibility to fight for survival, for their people, and for civilization itself.

Raise the sword in your hand in the name of the eternal human race!

Quest Duration: Long-term

Quest Reward: wish points (the higher your contribution points, the more points you receive)

After reading it, a smile appeared on Daniel’s lips.

"Wish points... now that’s a good thing."

In his previous lives, quite a few players had skyrocketed upward in a single wave thanks to wish points.

As the name implied, the function of wish points was simple:

Whatever you wanted, you could directly exchange for it with wish points!

Of course, that was only if you had enough of them.

The rarer and more precious the item, the more wish points it required.

He rose to his feet and summoned all the legendary-grade powerhouses under his command, then stored them inside the Ring of Void.

With a single thought, thirty figures turned into streams of light and vanished into the depths of the ring.

Daniel unfurled Eternal Black King, black-gold wings glimmering with a cold, ghostly sheen beneath the dim yellow sky.

"The passage to the Undead Realm..."

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly.

"I just so happen to know exactly where it is."

With one beat of his wings, he shot into the sky.

...

Two minutes later, Daniel hovered above a wasteland a thousand miles beyond Silvermoon Main City.

Within his field of vision stood a colossal gate built entirely from black bones.

The gateway towered over a hundred meters high and spanned more than a hundred meters wide, its entire frame formed from countless unknown, decaying skeletons.

Skulls, ribs, spines, claw-bones...

Every single bone writhed slowly, as if some twisted remnant of life still lingered within them.

The gate had already swung open.

Beyond it lay endless darkness, and within that darkness, countless writhing figures could vaguely be seen.

Rotting corpse claws, pale ghostly hands, and jagged skeletal talons stretched out from the gate, frantically clawing at the air, as if they could not wait to crawl out from that abyss of death.

Black mist poured forth from the doorway in rolling waves. Wherever it passed, grass and trees withered, and the earth cracked open.

Daniel frowned slightly.

The ten-minute countdown mentioned in the announcement had not even ended yet, and these undead creatures were already trying to squeeze their way out.

Once the countdown reached zero, they would surge forth like a tidal wave and drown everything in their path.

He raised his hand and activated the Ring of Void.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—!

Thirty figures appeared out of nowhere.

Carodion, Lucian, Aliris, Tiana...

Thirty legendary-grade powerhouses lined up in a row, hovering behind Daniel.

As they stared at that Blackbone Gate, grave expressions rose in their eyes in perfect unison.