Wolfram blinked his eyes after feeling the sun shine on his butt.
It was afternoon.
He rose from his bed after a good day's rest.
'System?'
Wolfram called out to the ever-grumbling psychopath but got no response.
Silence.
The system has been uncharacteristically quiet since the destruction of the Lich.
It has been silent… too silent if you ask him.
Wolfram was suspicious. However, before he could react further, a dazzling alert flooded his ears.
[Congratulations Host Wolfram. Your efforts have freed the souls of 147 million. For this, the Heaven's express their gratitude.]
What?
Wolfram was shocked.
No wonder it was so strong and undefeatable.
It was using the souls of many as engine oil to fuel its existence.
'I see.' Wolfram understood. 'So when I destroyed the Lich, I ended up freeing their souls for good?'
He sighed, feeling satisfied.
