Eight Years After My Death, I Returned from the Mountain of Corpses to Take Revenge.

"The old soldier taught me how to hold a knife, not so that I could live to see the ruins of this world." Eight years ago, a young soldier died in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. However, whispers from the far north awaken him as a Death Knight. There were burning "blue lotus patterns" branded on his back, and he held a broken knife in his hand. The man's name is Min. In front of him is the holy city of Alexandria, which is praised as the hope of mankind. "The wine and meat of Zhumen stink, and there are freezing bones on the road——" As the ancient poem goes, it is a corrupt prison where the nobles sip fine wine, the people sip muddy water, and people eat people. This is not redemption, but retribution. When the dead young soldiers return wearing rusty armor, the jade liquid in the Holy City will surely turn into rotten blood to comfort the dead. This story is about a slow-acting poison traveling through the wilderness of blood and rust. Multiple heroines. Love, hate and obsession. Physiological disgust. And, revenge on crazy cause and effect. Do you have the courage to follow this path of the dead?