Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 596: Uncle and Nephew (8)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3816: The Master of Profound Secrets
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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