"Nice, now that's finally over," Dave said as he left his gaming capsule. The whole blunder with the Ash King has ended, and the Undead Legion had finally won the war against the demons.

From now on all the land will belong to the Undead Legion, a great hope and a great prosperous future is in hand.

Dave had leveled up immensely in the last battle, gaining almost forty levels, and now stands at the top of the players in Conquest at an astonishing level of 594. He could have gained a lot more EXP if he had killed the Ash King without relying on Raijin and Fujin, as the system calculated that Dave had used an unorthodox method to kill them, he was only rewarded the EXP for the damage he dealt and the assistance and help he provided the Legion in conquering the last zone of the Underworld.

The Ash King remains the strongest entity in the game of Conquest to be killed to date. At a level of 900, no, 899 as Ashkar and the bald monk had stolen one of the Ash King's levels.

Dave was still wondering about the implication of such happenings, but he didn't want t delve too much upon them. For now, he will enjoy his victory, and if things turn for the worse, he has a legion that could assist him.

For today, the game of conquest is undergoing maintenance. The huge Undead Expansion is going to be opened to the public, and in it, players will be able to join the legion on their own. Able to enjoy the legion's benefits and do their challenges and tasks.

Dave's phone rang, it was Perfect Shot.

"Yo, whats up?"

"Hey man, Dad says thanks for the Video Feed you sent him, good fight he said. Anyway, CCN is hosting an interview, and you're the main guest. Can you come over soon?"

"When is that happening?" Dave asked.

"In like two hours," Perfect Shot said.

"Dude, that's way too fast."

"Yeah, I know man, sorry about that but pops said that he needed to get this interview done as fast as possible, he even invited many of Conquest Main players to the show, and without you there, gloating your achievement it's not gonna be that fun." Perfect Shot said.

"Do I really have to go right now man?"

"I mean no offence, but conquest is down, it's not like you have something else to do"

"Hey watch your mouth, in case you forgot I'm a CEO. I have a company to run"

"Bro, do you even have an idea of what a CEO does?"

"Touch anyway, I'm gonna be there soon."

"I'll send for a private driver to come and get you." Perfect said.

"Nah, it's time I go and get my car."

"Huh? You have a ride? What did you buy?"

"Mustang, 1969"

"Don't tell me, you're the crazy guy that bought the Boogyman's Ride?"

"In flech,"

"Damn you crazy, that ride's gonna get everyone's eyes bulging. Anyway, see you at the office."

"Aight see ya later."

Dave hung up and went to his dressing room. He once again wore the jacket that Lone had made for him. It was a great night jacket that fit him to perfection. He ran a comb through his head, a good perfume that Zoe got for him and he was ready to get to the garage where his car waited for him.

Once he was out, he grabbed a taxi and asked the driver to get him to the garage.

He left the taxi after paying his fees and headed toward the massive car gallery. Like always Tomas's car gallery was always packed full of people, all checking out the most luxurious and best sports car of the year. However, once Dave entered, all eyes turned to him. A young man in his mid-twenties, donning a dinner jacket that looked like it was designed for a world renowned movie star. He didn't glance a second time at any of the cars in the main gallery but headed directly to the inside of the area.

One of the workers there followed Dave, "Are you interested in buying one of our cars?"

"Thanks, but I already bought mine. I'm here to collect."

"Sure, which one did you get mister?" asked the worker.

"The Mustang, the Mach One? Nineteen sixty nine."

"Oh, the boogycar. Right follow me, Thomas is in his office, you'll finalize paperwork with him."

"Thanks, lead the way please."

The man nodded and headed first, guiding Dave through the massive gallery. It was the first time he actually had the chance to inspect the whole place. It was far larger than any car gallery he ever been to. It hosted cars of all eras and all types and styles.

Dave wondered how much would it take to have all of these cars join his personal collection, seeing that he was bunker rich right now, but he dismissed the idea. Just because you have money, it doesn't mean you should spend it like an idiot.

Dave entered Thomas's office, it was much smaller than he expected it to be, but it was only normal, as the owner of this whole place, he would rarely be in his office unless he was finishing some paperwork's, he will mostly be with clients to show them his stuff.

The office was wooden made, with a small window overseeing the cars at the front of the store. There were some paintings that Dave didn't find any interest in them. Thomas was sitting against a desk and there were a couple of chairs in front of him for clients.

"Mr David Ruster! How have you been doing lately, please have a seat" came the welcoming voice of Thomas, the owner of the gallery.

Dave didn't have a good impression on him in the first day, since he had underestimated him and demeaned him the moment he entered. And now Thomas knows who Dave is, Mr.Skeletal, the world's number one sensation, he was due his respect.

"Where's my car?" Dave asked refusing to sit.

Thomas was disappointed as Dave didn't care to do some casual chitchat with him. His idea was to use Skeletal's name to make his already famous car gallery even more famous. But he needed Dave's approval first, and as it appears Dave never had a good impression on him so he switched to a full professional business tone.

"It's been ready for days now. Come, let's give it a go shall we?"

"Yeah, I'll do that myself, give me the keys please.

"Oh, yeah,." Thomas said and turned to press on a button on a wall behind him. The whole section moved and several key holders appeared. Many of the key holders had keys for cars in them, and a rare few were missing their keys, probably sold cars.

Thomas pulled a key from the top that had a racing horse symbol on it and handed it to Dave.

"Miss Zoe Silvana had handled all paperwork, the car is ready and has a full tank, I also set up an automatic driving system so one day if you don't feel like driving you can just set a destination and the car will get you where you want.

Also, I preserved all the old components and added some adjustment for better steering and so you don't excessively consume fuel, also I upgraded the filtering system, so your car is now fully environment respectful, and none of it's driving advantages have been touched upon."

Dave was not that interested to know all the details, he only wanted to test the car. He nodded at Thomas.

And the latter spoke, "Jacky, get Mr. Ruster to his car. Mr. Ruster it was good doing business with you."

"Like wise," Dave answered and followed Jacky, the man that led him to the owner.

Soon, Dave was in front of the boogyman's car. It was as dark as the night, a monster was hidden underneath that hood, and Dave wanted to fully unseal him.

He rode in, the feeling of the leather seat was amazing, the smell of the car was perfect. And his knuckles became white as he tightened his hand on the wheel. Then Dave turned the ending and the sound it echoed was enough to scare a dragon. An ancient monster has been brought back to life. It was old, and now it had returned, just like an undead.

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