Visitor from Another World—Holy Necromancer!

"With the sun and moon in my grasp and the stars within my reach, there was none like me in this world. I never expected this wisp of my remnant soul to survive!"

"Who's there?!" A strange voice suddenly rang in his ears, startling Zhu Ziyang so badly that he nearly suffered a backlash. He sprang from the bed, the World-Pacifying Death Scythe instantly appearing in his hand as his face filled with vigilance.

"Child, don't be nervous." The elderly voice came again. Sensing Zhu Ziyang's intense wariness, it spoke in a soothing manner.

"Who are you?" Zhu Ziyang had also realized that the owner of the voice meant him no harm, but he remained guarded as he demanded sternly.

"I am merely a wisp of a remnant soul. You needn't worry," the elderly voice said, clearly doing its best to dispel Zhu Ziyang's vigilance.

"A remnant soul!" Zhu Ziyang was startled. A mere wisp of a remnant soul could still possess such clear awareness—just how terrifying must the owner of this voice have been in life? Keeping his expression unchanged, he asked, "Where are you?"

"Hehe~ On your body," the elderly voice replied with a laugh.

"You're in my Spiritual Sea!" Zhu Ziyang instantly understood. Horror appeared on his face as he demanded, "When did this happen?"

"Don't be afraid, child. I truly mean you no harm." Seeing Zhu Ziyang's guard rise once more, the elderly voice became somewhat anxious and hurriedly said, "I was drawn here by that little silver wolf. I truly mean you no harm."

A little silver wolf? The Silver Dragon Wolf!

Zhu Ziyang understood. This remnant soul had most likely been drawn over by the energy disturbance caused when the Silver Dragon Wolf sacrificed itself.

As he considered the matter, his eyes gave off a faint golden gleam. At that moment, within five meters of his vision, a pale golden flame appeared. Upon seeing that flame, his ever-vigilant heart finally relaxed completely.

The Eye of the Luminous Heart was the ultimate talent that Ultimate Light had bestowed upon Zhu Ziyang. It allowed him to sense the goodwill or malice any creature with a soul held toward him. Only souls that bore him goodwill would manifest as golden flames.

Clearly, this mysterious remnant soul had not lied. It truly held no ill will toward Zhu Ziyang.

"Is that you?" Zhu Ziyang's consciousness entered his Spiritual Sea. At a glance, he saw the gray bead and the Silver Diamond Crystal floating above it. The elderly voice was unmistakably coming from the gray bead.

"That's right, it's me." The gray bead swayed. Seeing that Zhu Ziyang trusted it, it seemed very pleased.

"Who are you?" Zhu Ziyang looked curiously at the gray bead. From it, he could sense the auras of light and death, which greatly intrigued him.

"Who am I? It has been a long time since anyone asked me that." The elderly voice carried the vicissitudes of age as well as a trace of pride. "My enemies called me Calamity. My followers called me God. My creations called me Father. I am the Scourge of the Undead, I am the Holy Necromancer, I am Electrolux!"

"The Scourge of the Undead? The Holy Necromancer? Electrolux?" Zhu Ziyang could not help repeating the names. He quickly searched through his memories, trying to find any relevant information, but even after racking his brains, he found no records related to any of the three names.

"Hehe, don't bother thinking about it. I do not belong to this world," Electrolux said, his tone carrying a trace of melancholy and surprise.

"Another world!" Zhu Ziyang was utterly shocked. His gaze toward the gray bead gained several degrees of curiosity and scrutiny as he said, "Other worlds really exist? Then are you a god from another world?"

He recalled Electrolux's previous self-description, and excitement inevitably rose in his heart. If this truly was the remnant soul of a god, then the knowledge and abilities he possessed had to be immensely powerful!

"A god?" Electrolux sensed Zhu Ziyang's excitement. With melancholy and a hint of helplessness in his voice, he answered, "Regrettably, I am merely a coward who never dared take that final step. I am not a true god."

"I see!" Zhu Ziyang could not help feeling somewhat disappointed, though he had expected as much. He said, "Then you must still be incredibly powerful. You should be comparable to a Titled Douluo in our world. Why are you left with only a wisp of your remnant soul?"

"I no longer remember." Electrolux sounded utterly lost. "In fact, if your abilities had not shared the same origin as mine, allowing me to obtain enough energy to barely sustain myself, I would likely have dispersed long ago."

"Abilities of the same origin!" Zhu Ziyang caught a key phrase. He immediately recalled that this Electrolux also seemed to possess both the Light Attribute and Death Attribute. His heart stirred as he asked, "You also possess both the Light Attribute and Death Attribute?"

"Yes. However, my Death Attribute was acquired later in life. Unlike you, you were born with both the Light Attribute and Death Attribute," Electrolux said.

"Hehe! Of course. I'm an owner of Ultimate Light!" Zhu Ziyang said rather proudly.

"Ultimate Light? In our world, people like that seemed to be called Children of Light. What a uniquely blessed child!" Electrolux's tone was somewhat ambiguous. Then he said, "Child, are you willing to take me as your master?"

"Huh?" Zhu Ziyang was quite surprised. He had not expected Electrolux to want to take him as a disciple, and for a moment, he did not know how to respond.

"Child, you may think I am joking." Electrolux spoke with grave seriousness. "Though I am only a wisp of a remnant soul, my former realm stood shoulder to shoulder with gods. Being the teacher of a mere third-tier magician like you would be more than easy."

"A third-tier magician? Is that the cultivation system of your world?" Rather than refuting Electrolux, Zhu Ziyang was very interested in the term he had mentioned.

"That's right," Electrolux said. "Although I do not understand the power system of your world, the elements are the same, and the principles of cultivation are universal. I can teach you Light Magic and Necromantic Magic. I can also teach you how to fuse the Light Element with the Power of Death."

"You know how to fuse the Light Attribute and Death Attribute?" Zhu Ziyang was overjoyed. He had been troubled over how to fuse the two attributes of the World-Pacifying Death Scythe. Upon hearing Electrolux's words, his interest was instantly piqued.

"Of course. There is a reason I am called the Holy Necromancer. The undead summoned by my Necromantic Magic are all capable of being immune to the Light Attribute." When speaking of his proud ability, Electrolux sounded extremely proud.

"Necromantic Magic? What is that?" Zhu Ziyang asked.

"Once you take me as your master, you will naturally learn what Necromantic Magic is," Electrolux replied instead. "Well? Are you willing to become my disciple?"

"..." Zhu Ziyang weighed the pros and cons in his heart.

After a long while, he made his decision and called out to Electrolux, "Teacher!"

"Good! Good! Good!" Hearing Zhu Ziyang's call, Electrolux was instantly overwhelmed with excitement. The gray bead trembled violently as he cried "good" three times in a row, then said, "Good child, your name is Zhu Ziyang, right? I'll call you Ziyang. You will certainly become my proudest disciple!"

"Does Teacher have other disciples?" Zhu Ziyang asked.

"Probably..." Even Electrolux himself was not certain.

"Teacher, when are you going to teach me how to fuse light and death?" Zhu Ziyang did not dwell on it and instead asked eagerly.

"Haha, what an impatient child!" Electrolux laughed. "I would very much like to impart my abilities to you now, but unfortunately, I need to sleep and stabilize my soul first, lest I vanish into nothingness."

"I see. Then Teacher should stabilize your soul first. I'm not in a hurry," Zhu Ziyang said. He was somewhat disappointed, but he understood.

"Haha, good child!" Electrolux laughed. "At most, I will awaken within a year. At that time, I can teach you Light Magic and Necromantic Magic. During this period, you can first try releasing the Power of Light with one hand and the Power of Death with the other."

"Alright, Teacher." Zhu Ziyang nodded in reply.

"Good! Good! Good!" Electrolux said "good" three times in succession. Then his voice gradually faded until it disappeared, and the gray bead dimmed shortly afterward.