Maurice, reborn, wanted a peaceful life, but a letter from Hogwarts disrupted his plans. Along with it appeared a book detailing various forms of necromancy. Becoming a necromancer? Perhaps that wasn't so bad. Bones as servants, ghosts as companions, the whispers of the dead murmuring in his ear. "I'm just an ordinary wizard who loves research," Maurice said with a gentle smile to his trembling classmates. Until one day, he suddenly woke up in front of the mirror—wait, could he be a psychopath who deals with corpses all day?

Having transmigrated to the world of Panlong, Hao En initially believed himself to be just an ordinary person. However, after mastering a sliver of magic, Hao En discovered that he seemed to possess an undead body in the Underworld. …When Hao En finally obtained the method for cultivating necromancy and summoned his other self, and experienced the ability to sense the effectiveness of his cultivation efforts while his two bodies were training, Hao En knew that he would become eternal!

I've heard that you necromancers leave nothing but desolation in your wake, even scourling ancestral graves? Yes, yes, you're absolutely right, that's exactly how we necromancers are. I've heard that you necromancers, at the slightest provocation, unleash a necromantic catastrophe that sweeps across the entire continent? Yes, yes… I've heard that you imprisoned the Goddess of Light in your dark lair, you threatened the Emperor to change the state religion, and you usurped the God of the Underworld's divine status. Slander! This is blatant slander. The Goddess and I were in a free-love relationship, the Emperor is my best brother, and the God of the Underworld voluntarily abdicated. Guards, arrest all these troublemakers! The world is at peace again. This is a pure, traditional Necromancer's profession manual.

[Multiple female leads]

A crimson star falls, monsters invade, and Ning Yuan, who has traveled through time, awakens his D-rank talent [Gluttony].

"Congratulations! You have absorbed the core of the mutated Thunder Beast and gained the S-rank ability [Nine Profound Golden Thunder]!"

"Congratulations! You have absorbed the mutated Netherhound Beast Core and gained the S-rank necromancy ability [Summoning]!"

Ningyuan:

"Luo Xi, let me put black stockings on you, it will feel more comfortable when I massage you."

Lin Luoxi: "You tore all my black stockings."

"It's okay, then wear white stockings."

passerby:

"How could the school beauty goddess like a useless person with a D-level talent?"

"Not a buddy?"

"How can you summon Nine Profound Golden Lightning with your D-rank talent?"

"You can summon undead dragons?"

In his previous life, Qi Fengling spent three years being a devoted admirer, risking his life to deliver the goddess's last remaining food. Not only did this fail to win her favor, but he also nearly perished in a zombie horde. As a result, he missed the first wave of human awakening...

Perhaps Heaven took pity on Qi Fengling, for he was reborn, returning to the first day of the apocalypse. This time, he will change everything, starting with obtaining the SSS-level inheritance of the Undead Emperor!

…………

He transmigrated to a world of cultivation and became an abandoned baby, but fortunately he was taken in by the Corpse Soul Sect.

The relationships between people here are incredibly close, as close as blood mingling in the Blood Refining Pool, as loving as souls accompanying each other as we command fierce ghosts. We are good brothers fighting side by side, forging ourselves into corpse puppets.

In a loving family, Wang Huan strives to avoid becoming cultivation material. Despite his poverty and honesty, he refuses the kindness of his fellow disciples who would go to great lengths for him. He truly doesn't possess any super magic treasures, not a single one!

[The synopsis is insufficient; please read the content. A time-travel story with no system and five super magical treasures.]

Transcending into the Warhammer world. The Middle Ages are a chaotic wasteland, with the shadow of eternal destruction looming over all timelines. The end is nigh, and the grand game of the Chaos Gods unfolds in the Middle Ages. Carrying a simulator, when faced with the choice between becoming Primal Chaos and the Watchers of Order, will you destroy or save the world? In the 40th millennium of Warhammer, endless war engulfs the entire galaxy. The Emperor is long gone, buried on the Golden Throne. The Astragalus and Astartes have paid a heavy price; even the Primarch's return cannot halt the Imperium's despair. The edifice is crumbling, and the Dark Lord is about to rise from the throne. A decisive outcome will change everything, ensuring humanity's glory endures. Conquer or destroy the Xenomorphs, only in the name of Primal Chaos, in the sight of the gods.

[No System][Mortal Journey][Decisive and Ruthless] Fang Yi was sixteen years old when he awoke in a strange world of cultivation. As a transmigrator, feeling his fair skin, his heart pounded like a drum. "Finally, I'm no longer withered and decaying, nearing the end of my life, old and frail!" He trembled, determined to keep a low profile. "The Yin Corpse needs nurturing, the Human Puppet can still be refined, but I must think thrice before annihilating my clan to prevent future troubles."... On Xuan Yang Mountain, looking at his graceful senior sister surrounded by cultivators, Fang Yi's expression was strange. "Hmm? I'm still in the talent selection process, and I've already been targeted?"...

Chu Yunfei transmigrated. But his martial soul was the Necromancer Saint God of Ultimate Light! The vast and boundless memories belonging to the true Necromancer Saint God, Ilex, were also sealed within his spiritual sea! He was astonished by Jing Hongchen, who happened to pass by, and brought back to Mingde Hall to cultivate under his tutelage. He grew up with Meng Hongchen, but was then forcibly taken away by the Holy Spirit Cult, and then… he became a Holy Son?! This is the legend of a new generation of undead calamity, an eternal slumber!

[Douluo Continent II Fanfiction], [Multiple Female Leads], [Genius Flow], [No System]

Lin Mo awakened the Shadow King Martial Soul, which allows him to extract shadows from the bodies of the dead and transform them into his own shadow soldiers.

From the Emerald Swan to the Ice and Fire Dragon Soul, from the Star Dou Great Forest to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Eye!

Lin Mo would occasionally reflect on how he had become the villain.

Wielding the Shadow Scythe, he shattered Huo Yuhao's dream of revenge with three strikes...

Facing the Snow Empress's cold, predatory gaze, a shadow spread behind him, and a demonic whisper sounded in her ear: "Snow Empress..."

Slay living beings, extract shadows; wherever the shadows reach, they belong to the king.

The shadow legions swept across the continent like a tidal wave, causing the plane to tremble and rumble.

The people of the mainland submitted, and the Silver Dragon King bowed his head in the abyss!

The young man stood atop the shadows, behind him countless shadow soldiers roaring and howling:

"So-called gods are nothing but shadows waiting to be harvested by me..."