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I Farm Demons : Unholy Necromancer In the Apocalypse

In a post-apocalyptic world ravaged by war with demonic forces, civilization as it once existed is all but gone.  In its place, a new order had emerged, with humans developing magical abilities as each generation passed.  To ensure the survival of their species, society had been divided into Circles, with each member guaranteed a specific job once they reached the age of eighteen. Xylon Sinclair was an orphan with a limited affinity for magic, and he had been reincarnated as a punishment for his past deeds.  In a former life, he was Zephyr, a powerful demon who served the mighty Balthyrov, the Lord of Demons, until he became a perceived threat. He got killed mercilessly and got forced to reincarnate as a fragile human being as a punishment. Upon reaching the age of eighteen, Xylon was told that he will become a Soul Keeper, a role that he knew nothing about. Despite his confusion, he had no choice but to accept this position.  However, rather than following the status quo, Xylon experimented with the system, using his formal knowledge about the demon realm to resurrect demons from thousands of years ago.  What had started as a mere curiosity soon turned into an obsession for Xylon.  He was fascinated by the power that he could wield by bringing the ancient demons back from the dead.  It was as if he had discovered a new realm of possibilities that he had never imagined before. And then, he started to dream bigger... Xylon Sinclair wanted to rule over both realms, human and demon realm... //////////////// For those who wanted to contact me, here is my discord : Yoonaas#3976 p.s: the cover is purely mine , and it is made solely for this webnovel, it shows Zephyr. Well, i don't allow anyone to use it, it is purely made for "i farm demons" . + all the art you see in the comments is original and purely made for this book. my server :https://discord.gg/2X4kTvDUSu

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My stupid ...stupid Xylon!

With a sudden burst of rage, the Macrostas unleashed a ferocious wave of volcanic energy towards Xylon.

  Despite his quick reflexes and powerful dark energy shield, the attack was too close and too intense for him to fully withstand. Xylon's body was engulfed in flames, and he let out a blood-curdling scream as he fell to the ground, writhing in agony.

As he lay there, his body badly burned and broken, Xylon couldn't help but curse himself for his foolishness. 

He knew he should have fled the moment he saw the Macrostas. But his pride had gotten the better of him, and now he was paying the price.

Through the haze of pain and despair, Xylon managed to muster up some of his dark energy to form a healing spell. 

It was slow going, but eventually, the spell began to work its magic, mending his broken bones and soothing his scorched skin.