Lich for Hire

Ambrose's goal had always been to create an undead body that would not be countered by holy light. Bear and Husky were both products of that ambition, and destined to be his test subjects.

After all, he could hardly experiment on himself.

In his previous life, Ambrose had seen plenty of movies featuring this exact scenario. Doctors or scientists who experimented on themselves always suffered a tragic fate. They either went mad or became idiots; people who had once been brilliant all turned into muscle-bound brutes after self-experimentation.

Ambrose had always marveled at their transformation. They were an order of magnitude stronger in their newfound role as villains, but all that strength seemed to have manifested in the form of… muscles.

But after discarding their brains, no amount of strength could lead them toward success.

Ambrose had taken those predecessors' lessons to heart: never use yourself as the guinea pig.

Instead, Bear and Husky were entrusted with that glorious yet daunting task. Still, Ambrose wasn't cruel enough to send them off to die in the Lyon Empire. As high-tier undead, they possessed formidable strength. Even if these new bodies turned out to have no resistance to holy light, they would not be cut down by just any paladin's Sacred Slash.

Before becoming a legend, Gareth had slaughtered his way in and out of paladin encirclements time and again. If Bear and Husky were lucky enough to encounter a lone paladin, they should still be able to withdraw safely even after taking a Sacred Slash head-on.

Ambrose did not need to spell this out. These two were seasoned adventurers who knew how to survive.