Dark Forest: My Necromancer Is Super Cautious

Immortal clothes and Taoist robes, the flowing light of the sword, piercing the sticky shadow of the whisper of chaos. Angry scales flap their wings, dragon flames burn the sky, and melt through the death net woven by human artillery fire. The debris of all realms piles up here. The one who shines will eventually become a target; the roar is the death knell. Giant cultivators, tentacles of alien gods, torrents of steel... They are all nothing in this dark forest where silence is kingship... The magnificence of the moment But it is the most expensive epitaph dedicated to the abyss! Do you choose silence or burning?