Lucius, a sickly orphan, dies after the world was plunged into World War 3, and suddenly finds himself in the Middle Ages—summoned by the Heresy Cult as Lord Mors, the embodiment of death. In this Dark Age, humanity has not yet advanced in technology, but he soon discovers the strange and supernatural realities that were never recorded in history. Worst of all, as the new leader of the Heresy Cult, he must now become the enemy of the world and lead mankind out of the current era of chaos. This leads him down the path of atrocities and abominations… marking his grim existence as the Lord Of The Dead. Tags: Transmigration. Reincarnation. Historical Fantasy. Action. Adventure. Magic. Villain. WeaktoStrong. Overpowered. Romance. Dark. Superpowers. KingdomBuilding.
"I p-pray… to the Saints… Glory be to the Lord."
The cultist proclaimed this with whatever energy they had left, and the next moment, they spasmed uncontrollably. Blood oozed from their mouth as their tongue fell out—revealing the lengths they would go to in order to preserve whatever information they had.
"Tch! You want to die? Fine!" Knight Leon tossed the cultist to the ground and crushed their head with his heel.
It took only one hit for their entire face to turn into thick paste.
'Oooh! Scary!' Luca hid his smile, interchanging glances between the Knight and the corpse.
He was relieved that no information was exchanged, since that meant Leon couldn't fact-check anything he said. Of course, this only served to anger the Knight more, but that wasn't Luca's problem.
He instead cast his gaze around and smiled wryly.
'Looks like I'm the only soldier who survived. What a mess this place has become…'