MTL - Dimensional Eroders - Chapter 1211 The plot of the urban gangster, which is 3 years late...

Shi Qing’s task was to be a protector.

Necromancer】, Originating from ancient Europe, these mysterious wizards were often male, knowing how to summon and enslave the souls of the deceased to create undead creatures. Usually, those who practiced this craft had frail bodies, pale complexions, and twisted psyches, shunning and distrusting others. Some, who mastered the art, could even trade their flesh for an immortal Lich’s life. But can someone tell me how to practice the art of necromancy in the 21st century? In a law-abiding society, I can’t even get a skeleton! Misumi Mikoto: Doctor Chen, come quickly and help me examine this body; I can’t find the cause of death! Jounouchi Hiromi: Doctor Chen, come check on this patient first; what exactly is wrong with him?

The flicker and a lonely soul named Ye Zan came to the world that seeks immortality through civilization progress. He thought that he could enlighten everybody, but nowadays people are neglecting it.

The remnant soul even named itself “The lonely soul of Dao Zu’- but still could not find the body that was ready to incarnate it. “Well’ it thought, “ I still have technologies!”.

Do I need to master anything? SO EASY! I could just surf it on the internet.

Do I want to be a genius? SO EASY! I Just need to get some genes of genius.

Do I want to go around the world? SO EASY! I just need to launch my own satellite!

Everything is SO EASY here! -Alchemy, refining, magic symbols, different lifestyles- with the help of technology, they are SO EASY!

Technologies are not a panacea, but technologies can make life better, so Ye Zan decided to put down his roots in this weird place. Science and technology can strengthen the country, science and technology can also strengthen the spirit, Watch the journey of a lonely wandering soul under Ye Zan’s control and witness- what it takes to become a real master of science and technology.

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We were a peaceful people living in harmony with nature in the vast lands of Lyréanor, but this peace was short-lived when our people were defeated by the dark elves, an ancient people even older than this world. It is said that they arrived in Lyréanor by boat and since their arrival, chaos has been unleashed. Proud of their obscure power, derived from dark rituals, they have raised gigantic armies of monsters whose name is synonymous with terror: ‘Obscurus’.They went on the rampage, and everywhere they went the grass didn't grow back, life died and disintegrated. Seven, there were seven. The seven dark elves known as the Lords of the Apocalypse. A single gesture from them was enough to strike us all down, a single gesture from one of them was enough to decimate us in blood and terror.And as I, Foster, contemplate the macabre scene before me, the bloodied and deformed bodies of my fellow elfes beings, and as death grips my soul, a strange sign appeared before me.[Ding... Activation of the world tree system]