Sword of Autumn Wind

In a world hanging by a thread, where fragile order crumbles under the weight of arrogance, an empire's ambition reignites the catastrophes of a forgotten age. 
Ancient souls, long slumbering, awaken to a realm haunted by echoes of castles and towers, consumed by lust, betrayal, and bloodshed. 
Amid the chaos, mysterious cards—relics of a bygone era—stir with untold power, weaving the threads of magic and fate. 
As the past and present collide, an inevitable doom looms on the horizon, drawing ever closer with each passing moment!

Knights and Magic Wand

This netherworld domain is, in essence, an expansive and exaggeratedly large "sterile storage room" with a constant temperature.


Theoretically, if left undisturbed, any food discarded in this domain could be preserved far longer than in the normal environment of the Mortal World.


Moreover, since the Undead Army does not consume food meant for the living, he originally had high hopes for the state of provisions here.


But alas, he hadn't anticipated that even though the enemy consisted of a horde of mindless undead, they would still possess the foresight to thwart a living army, going so far as to burn the supplies clean beforehand.


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