Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 647.2: That Sword Is Only 90% Complete From Start to End - Part 2
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3847: Facing an Immortal Exalt
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 361: The First Hour
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 282: Smile
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1241- Antidote and Sacrifice (1)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 41.1
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1240- Deciding
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 347 - He Who Knows Himself And Knows His Enemy Need Not Fear The Result Of A Hundred Battles
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 647.1: That Sword Is Only 90% Complete From Start to End - Part 1
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 281: Reports
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 360: Chaos Beyond Gods' Prediction
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 40.3
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1239- Reproduction Peak
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1238- Extortion
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 646.3: A Sword That Subverts the World - Part 3
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3846: An Immortal Exalt’s Threats
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 280: Partner
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 359: Painter Gao Ming
Louie stood suspended in the air as he watched over Tokyo.
A small battle in one of its suburbs really meant nothing when compared to the entire city. Most of its inhabitants were still going to school and work. But in the midst of the hustle and bustle, a kind of tension suffused the air.
It was as if the whole of Tokyo was a taut leather band that could break at any moment from the excessive force.
“This kind of atmosphere makes necromantic spells more effective,” Louie said, satisfied.
The main abilities of necromantic spells were to summon undead creatures, transform flesh, play with souls, as well as exploiting people’s negative emotions.
In the world of San Soliel, the Gods including the Death God had fallen asleep. As a result, the Underworld was in an unmanaged state. After the Era of Disaster, several incidents involving witches and demons summoning undead armies to invade the main continent had occurred. Necromantic spells weren’t strong in direct combat, but in terms of deception and large-scale warfare, they were highly useful.
Louie looked down below at the building underneath his feet. This building was the laboratory where the members of the Japanese and American special departments were studying the corpse of the ‘deep one’ together.
Louie had already placed the spell [Protective Detection] inside secretly, allowing him to see everything that was happening.
“Ha? The deep ones are immortal? So your goal is to find the key to immortality. There are indeed such records in Cthulhu mythology, but unfortunately for you, that thing you are studying isn’t a deep one. It is just a mutated human corpse. It would be strange if you could even find anything from it.”
Louie was dumbfounded. He didn’t think highly about their research at all.
That corpse was only strengthened by Louie through necromancy, making it equivalent to San Soliel’s average warriors. If it was the world of San Soliel, there would have been multiple ways of dealing with undead creatures. For example, sprinkling holy water on weapons, enchan
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