Beneath the blood moon, Dane stands at the center of the battlefield, clad in a black robe, his eyes burning with eerie green flames.
With a lift of his hand, the earth splits open, and thousands of skeletal warriors surge from underground, roaring as they charge the enemy.
Their shrieks ring through the sky. A gigantic bone dragon soars aloft, spewing demonic flames that incinerate the enemy in an instant, turning them into the undead.
With a wave of his staff, heaven and earth tremble. Necrotic flames erupt from beneath the ground, devouring the entire battlefield as if the apocalypse has arrived.
A gigantic voice echoes through the sky:
“At a single thought, the stars turn and all things live or die;
With one strike, mountains and rivers shatter, and sun and moon lose their light;
Wherever you pass, stars fall and civilizations crumble;
Your noble bloodline is destined to return as king...”
What attracts me is the Necromancer, but the more I look at it, the more it sounds like a game novel.