Lord of Purgatory: My Puppets Come from All Races

The spiritual energy has been revived for hundreds of years, and human beings are struggling to survive under the claws of the ferocious tribes. Qin Zhen, a "waste" puppet master struggling at the bottom, awakened to the ridiculed talent of picking up bones. Until he pressed down on an insect corpse with his bare hands - the majestic and ferocious soul fire was instantly drawn away, and the ferocious insect body turned into the first puppet soldier in his palm! When a wealthy family's genius hunted a B-level stone demon with more than half of its casualties, deep in the caves of Qin Town, the bones of a C-level frost dragon were being ignited by soul fire. When the military was on the verge of collapse in the tsunami caused by the S-class dragon, three thousand-meter-long bone dragons slowly rose into the sky in the shadows. What was beating in their eye sockets was the soul flame that had been refined by the raging dragon! "What's the hurry?" Qin Zhen sipped the spiritual tea, his gaze penetrating the battlefield, "Let him kill a few more... Refined puppets, then the murderous intent will be strong enough." The world only knows that he controls the corpses of the dead, and despises him as a blasphemer. Until that day - the battlefield of all races opens up, and billions of alien beasts tear the sky apart. In front of the desperate global live broadcast, a figure burst through the void and arrived. Behind him, an undead natural disaster composed of the corpses of thousands of races raised their killing blades towards their former compatriots! "Your bones are my most loyal soldiers; your demise has created my throne of purgatory!" - Qin Zhen, Lord of Purgatory.