The Bad Marshal Gets a Bad System and Teases the Righteous Heavenly Dao

"Wear this mask, and all the world's karma shall fall upon you!"

"Wear this mask, and you may summon any god or demon from the myriad heavens!"

A vast, resonant voice suddenly rang out from the skull.

"Who are you?" Yuan Tiangang demanded.

"I am the spirit of a divine artifact. I will accompany you on your road to survival."

"What? Survival!"

Could he still return to the world of the living?

The Bad Shuai had long since seen through life and death, facing death without fear. He had willingly sought death in exchange for a chance to break the deadlock, yet now he felt a fierce longing to live once more.

Since I have been reborn here and obtained this divine demon mask, I shall use the heavens themselves as bait, and still... I alone will hold the fishing rod.

A surge of heroic fervor rose within him, and Yuan Tiangang stood tall and spirited.

"Artifact spirit, obey my command. Restore my body."

"...Restore? Restore what? How? Brother, actually, I'm not an artifact spirit. I'm just a little Summoning System. Nice to meet you!"

"How nice?"

The Bad Shuai asked in an unhurried, deep voice.

Though there was no hint of joy or sorrow, the determination to kill someone came through loud and clear... exceptionally strong.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.