A century after the spiritual qi revival, humanity clings to survival beneath the claws and fangs of countless savage races.
Qin Zhen, a good-for-nothing puppeteer struggling at the bottom of society, awakens a bone-scavenging talent that everyone mocks. Then he lays a bare hand on an insectoid corpse. In an instant, its immense, murderous soulflame is drawn out, and its monstrous body becomes the first puppet soldier in his grasp!
While the scions of great families suffer more than fifty percent casualties hunting a B-rank Stone Demon, deep in Qin Zhen's underground lair, the bones of a C-rank Frost Wyvern are being kindled by soulflame.
While the military teeters on the brink of collapse amid the tsunami unleashed by an S-rank Jiaolong, three thousand-meter bone dragons slowly rise from the shadows. Flickering in their eye sockets is the very soulflame of that rampaging Jiaolong, forcibly refined!
"What's the rush?" Qin Zhen murmurs over his spirit tea, his gaze piercing the battlefield. "Let it kill a few more... The puppets will have a real taste for slaughter then."
The world knows only that he commands the remains of the dead, and spits at him as a blasphemer.
Until that day, when the battlefield of ten thousand races opens and billions of monstrous beasts tear apart the sky.
Before the cameras of a global livestream filled with despair, a figure arrives, shattering the void beneath his feet.
Behind him, an undead calamity made from the corpses of countless races raises its blades of slaughter against the very kind it once belonged to!
"Your bones are my most loyal soldiers; your destruction will forge my throne in hell!", Qin Zhen, Lord of Hell.
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