I cast curses, play with skeletons, summon the dead, drive away vengeful spirits, and keep company with ghostly succubi—
but I know, deep down, I’m a good person!
…
The Gates of Hell, an Abyssal invasion, and a night of fire—on that night, Qu Wei-chen lost everything.
Bound to the Necromancer Growth System, she was once again besieged by the undead.
Just when she thought she was about to die, a blazing arrow of light exploded, and the undead knight dropped dead on the spot.
When she opened her eyes again, a woman in a white robe embroidered with golden threads was gazing at her gently.
Her light-brown eyes reflected Qu Wei-chen’s disheveled appearance.
“And how will you repay me?”
