Noan tried to search through his mories, but he couldn't think of anyone who was both capable and close enough to him to use such a valuable item on his behalf.
'Could it be Lylia?'
However, the mont that thought surfaced, he imdiately dismissed it.
Why?
Because there was no way he and Lylia were that close. He knew she had approached him simply because she found him interesting.
And, of course, Noan was certain that there was no emotional bond or deep relationship between them that would make Lylia willing to give up a once-in-a-lifeti chance to beco a Lord for his sake.
For that reason, he eliminated Lylia from his list of suspects.
'Then… could it be that the Federal Governnt or the Empire has discovered my SSS-rank talent, and they're giving this opportunity to establish a new territory?'
Noan found this theory much more plausible. After all, the Federal Governnt and the Empire controlled the System and had access to the entire database of Lords. It wouldn't be strange if they knew about his talent.
He let out a sigh, feeling a hint of unease. He had thought he could keep this secret hidden until he was strong enough to defend himself—until the day when, even if his talent was exposed, he wouldn't have to fear anyone.
But now, things were different. He was just a level 0 Lord, completely powerless if he were to be targeted.
However, after a mont, Noan exhaled and decided not to dwell on it.
If the Federal Governnt or the Empire truly wanted to harm him, they would have already forced him to return.
Perhaps… they were rely observing him, assessing whether he was worthy of being nurtured and supported.
The more he thought about it, the more convinced he beca that his speculation was correct.
[Ding! Do you wish to move to the new area right now?]
"Can I get so information about the new area first?" Noan asked.
After all, he wanted to understand the situation in that place fully. If it turned out to be another 'Singularity,' he would have no choice but to cry.
[Ding! The new area is a designated New Lord Survival Zone established by the Federal Governnt and various Empires.
Under the new Survival Project, Lords must reside in this area and struggle to survive. Any conflicts or Lord fatalities will not be interfered with by external forces.
Lords must endure in the new area for a set period. Once the ti limit is reached, a ranking system based on accumulated points will be applied.
The higher the ranking, the greater the rewards.]
"What are the rewards?" Noan asked.
[Ding! This information is currently classified and cannot be disclosed.]
Noan frowned and changed his question. "Then when does it start?"
[Ding! The event will officially begin in seven days. However, many have already entered the new area to familiarize themselves with the environnt.]
"Seven days? Wait a mont! What about the New Lord Competition?"
[Ding! Ti in the Singularity does not align with real-world ti. Based on real-world ti, you have only been away from the City for one day.]
"What?!"
[Additionally, the New Lord Competition has been replaced with a Lord Selection Trial, where participants face a high mortality rate.]
Hearing this, Noan found it odd. Lords were supposed to be humanity's greatest assets, so why were they now subjected to such a brutal selection process?
Although it seed strange, Noan did not dwell on it.
Ultimately, all paths led to a single goal—becoming stronger.
If he did not grow strong, he would either be killed by other Lords or devoured by monsters. In the end, both outcos were the sa.
Thus, he found the new rules peculiar but felt neither fear nor concern.
As for Jankos, Noan believed that he would erge victorious.
What interested him even more was the realization that ti inside the Singularity differed drastically from real-world ti.
His ability to move between two territories ant he could exploit both his dual territories and the ti discrepancy to gain a massive advantage.
Feeling reassured at last, Noan decided to embrace Vylyss and go to sleep.
Vylyss suddenly noticed a shift in Noan's mood—he seed happier, which made her curious.
"Master, did sothing good happen?"
Noan rubbed his nose against hers, greedily inhaling her alluring fragrance.
"Vylyss, we're about to move to another place."
"Huh?!" Vylyss was surprised. Without hesitation, she said, "Master, you must take with you. I will do my best to be useful to you, and besides… I can also make you feel good."
As she spoke, she licked his neck, then slowly trailed her tongue downward.
Noan hurriedly responded, "Vylyss, of course, I will bring you with , so… um…"
Before finishing his sentence, he was too preoccupied with enjoying Vylyss's special service.
…
The next morning, Noan didn't rush to the new area imdiately. Instead, he continued patrolling the surroundings, searching for more energy crystals.
According to the System, resources in the new area were scarce. Lords would have to fight and plunder to secure what they needed.
Because of that, Noan aid to stockpile as many resources as possible before moving to the new area.
Naturally, the most valuable resource he could bring was energy crystals.
They were the ultimate currency. Noan was confident that as long as he carried a sufficient number of energy crystals, he would be able to survive well in the new area.
That morning, after summoning Skeletons, he didn't imdiately fuse them.
After all, he already had Skeleton Hunters and Skeleton Swordmasters, which were more than enough for him to use.
Besides, he also had Vylyss at rank D-Peak, Urlgan at rank D-Peak, Urlgug at rank D , and the Zombie Tanker.
Noan also asked Urlgug how many monsters he could control.
As expected, the answer was just one.
Urlgug must cancel the magic controlling the Zombie Tanker if he wanted to control another monster.
Of course, the monsters he could control had to be ranked lower than himself.
Leading his army, Noan ventured into a more distant area. This ti, he wanted to take a risk.
Following a vast highway, he moved further and further away from the city.
Along the way, he saw countless abandoned cars scattered everywhere.
So had crashed into each other, others had veered off the road, so were flipped over—and, of course, there was no sign of any living survivors.
The highway cut through a mountain, and since it had not been maintained for a long ti, vegetation from both sides had crept in, making the road look even more eerie.
"Master…" Vylyss suddenly appeared beside him, speaking softly. "There's a group of zombies up ahead, but… they're quite strange."
"Hm?!" Noan asked in confusion. "What's strange about them?"
Vylyss shrugged. "I don't know how to explain it. Perhaps you should take a look yourself."
Hearing this, Noan nodded. If Vylyss had said that, it ant that the zombies ahead posed no imdiate danger to him.
Leading his group forward for about five miles, he finally spotted the zombies in the distance.
Still cautious, Noan had everyone take cover behind abandoned cars or large trees to observe.
Just as Vylyss had said, the zombies in front of them were indeed strange.
There were about 100 of them, but unlike regular zombies that wandered aimlessly, these ones were kneeling on the ground.
If not for the strange sounds they were making, Noan would have thought that the zombies were already dead.
The group of zombies knelt in a large circle on the highway. Though the road wasn't particularly wide, a hundred zombies were enough to block the path completely.
At the center of the zombie circle, a small figure sat with her arms wrapped around her knees, her head lowered so deeply that Noan couldn't see her eyes.
However, he could tell she was a girl, likely around 18 to 20 years old, wearing a tattered blue dress stained with blood.
The dress was torn so that large parts of her body were exposed. Of course, Noan wasn't perverted enough to be interested in a zombie's body.
But what caught his attention was the strange golden glow emanating from the areas of her decayed flesh, where the rotting tissue had peeled away to reveal bone.
It was like a fla was burning inside the zombie girl's body.
Noan frowned, rummaging through his mories in search of information about such a zombie, but it was futile.
This was the first ti he had encountered a zombie whose body emitted light from within.
Suddenly, a long-forgotten legend that had circulated among Lords on the internet resurfaced in his mind.
The legend of the Angel Zombie.
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