Chapter 1 The Dead, Forced to Resurrect
In his half-asleep state, he dreamt again of the chilling scenes of natural disaster.

Countless White Walkers emerged from the dense forest under the cover of night.

Slime-covered scales, bloated and rotting flesh, and constant roaring and blasphemous words—these monsters, corrupted by the power of the Old Gods, seek to assimilate all sentient beings in the world into soulless puppets enslaved by the Old Gods.

The stars will never fall, and the old gods will eventually awaken!
Wizard Raine suddenly awoke from a nightmare.

He opened his eyes from his half-asleep state and realized that his back was covered in cold sweat, which had even soaked his clothes.

Now I can't sleep.

Donning his robe, he rose and went outside. Looking at the castle ruins under the moonlight, Renn calmed his turbulent emotions.

Thousands of years ago, the ancestral Elven Empire, in order to fight against the Others, united the power of all intelligent races on the continent, and with the help of countless heroes who fought and sacrificed themselves, finally wiped out these monsters.

Now, a thousand years later, the world has long forgotten the existence of the White Walkers, and the various kingdoms are fighting and conquering each other, no longer united as they once were.

Little did they know that deep beneath the earth, ancient and evil forces were about to rise again, dragging the entire world into the corrupt embrace of the old gods.

Renn lit a torch and walked down the castle steps.

This castle is called "Andatirasha," which translates to "Outpost of Dawn" in the ancient Elvish language. It was the last stronghold of the ancient Elven Empire as it drove out the White Walkers.

After the ancestral elven empire was overthrown by a human slave uprising, this fortress was completely abandoned, with only a few vague mentions in the writings of a few historians.

Renn arrived at the castle church.

The wooden bench in the center is long since decayed, and on both sides are dusty stained glass windows that record the round table meeting held thousands of years ago on the eve of the decisive battle between heroes of various races and the army of the Others.

Although there are no text labels, with Renn's exceptional historical knowledge, he can still identify the various ancient heroes depicted above:

The Orphan of the North, the Twin Towers, the Queen of the Roses, General of the Golden Sands, the Hand of Nature, and the Emperor of the Ancestral Elven Empire.

These ancient heroes led the armies of seven kingdoms, fighting bravely and relentlessly to win the final victory for the civilized world… but at an extremely heavy cost. The total population of the continent plummeted, leaving nine out of ten houses empty, as evidenced by the ancient tombs scattered throughout the land.

In the church's backyard, Renn found the entrance to the catacombs.

A stone tablet stands at the entrance, its inscription eroded by time, barely legible, with only some faint words barely discernible:

[...The Flower of the Empire... El... is buried here... at the Dawn Outpost... in case of his return...]

Based on the background information provided by the "insiders" on the game forums before his transmigration, Renn can probably fill in the details of the inscription on the stone tablet, which was personally inscribed by the deeply grieving ancestor, the Emperor of the Elven Empire:
My eldest daughter, Princess Elrina, the flower of the Empire, led the Spell Knights in the final battle, perishing alongside the White Walker Lord. Grief-stricken by her loss and surrounded by ruin, I have gathered her remains and buried them here, erecting this monument as a vow: Every future Elven Emperor of the Empire shall do everything in his power to maintain the Dawn Outposts, in order to prevent the White Walkers' return. From this generation onward, this vow shall continue.

But before the White Walkers returned, the ancestral Elven Empire was already gone, and the Dawn Outpost was forgotten.

Raine lifted the front of his robe, stepped down the steps, and entered the eerie and terrifying tomb.

The air was thick with the smell of dust and decay, and before him lay the staggering figure of a zombie, yet he showed no fear whatsoever.

Because Raine is a necromancer.

The outer tombs contain the remains of ordinary warriors, all ancestral Elven soldiers who perished in the final battle against the White Walkers. To reach the tombs of nobles and lords, one must first pass through their coffins.

Once the priests lose their guard and protection, these corpses may transform into undead spirits, crawling out of the coffins with swords in hand, becoming the last line of defense protecting the monarch's remains.

However, for a seasoned necromancer, they are nothing more than aperitifs or pre-dinner liqueurs.

Raine easily annihilated all the undead with a simple spell.

He arrived at the entrance to the lord's tomb and saw another stone tablet beside the door, on which the ancient Elvish script was still barely legible:
Resting here are Elrina Francesca, the eldest daughter of Emperor Talchero, and her thirty-two loyal magic knights. They were battle-hardened, scarred, and covered in blood, having sworn to give their lives to protect the world.

In the process of slaying the White Walker Highlord, they fulfilled this glorious oath without regret.

Raine stared at the inscription for a long time, thinking to himself, "I did not mean to disturb your eternal slumber, Your Highness Ellina. It is only because the White Walkers of a thousand years ago are about to return, and I have absolutely no confidence in the current kings and lords."

Any player who has played the main storyline of the game knows what kind of people the feudal nobles of this era are—a bunch of people who only know how to fight for power and profit—they seem to have no common bloodline with their glorious ancestors who fought hard to protect the world.

To destroy the White Walkers, I will stop at nothing. Raine made a cold, hard decision and stepped into the Lord's Tomb.

Then everything went dark.

The coffins were all open, and the remains of Ellina and the thirty-two magic knights were completely smashed and mixed together, making it impossible to tell them apart.

Clearly, in this long millennium, Renn was not the first unfamiliar visitor to arrive at the castle ruins.

A group of damned tomb raiders visited the place ahead of time, dragged all the skeletons out of the coffins, stripped off their armor, cut their bones, and meticulously looted all the burial goods they could find.

This resulted in Princess Ellina's bone fragments being mixed together with the remains of other magic knights, making them indistinguishable from one another.

It took Raine a long time to pick out all the pelvic bones from the thirty-three corpses.

Even for necromancers, osteology is a rather difficult and obscure subject, as the skeletal characteristics of different races are significantly different.

But coincidentally, Raine happens to have a deep academic background in skeletal identification.

It is known that among the ancestral elves, the female pelvis differs from the male pelvis, with an elongated oval entrance, a large front-to-back distance, and a wide and shallow pelvic cavity.

Based on this, we can eliminate the twenty-nine male elven magic knights, leaving four female elven pelvic bones.

It is also known that Princess Ellina never married and died young, remaining a virgin until her death.

Raine carefully examined the four female elf pelvic bones.

The first one, with the pubic bones too close together, was identified as a young elven loli, likely the youngest apprentice servant of the Knights, Trasia.

The second piece, a porous and porous sacrum, was identified as an elderly elven woman, likely Granada, an elder advisor to the Knights.

The third piece shows a significant enlargement of the anteroposterior diameter of the pelvic outlet and wear marks on the sacrococcygeal joint. It was identified as an elven woman with childbirth experience, likely the second female knight commander of the Knights Order, Einfeld.

The fourth and final piece:
Bone age assessment indicated early adulthood, and the bone closure was perfect, suggesting she was a virgin at the time of death. There was a cutting wound on the left auricular surface of the ilium, with signs of corrosion around it.

The corresponding image flashed through Raine's mind: the white-haired, golden-eyed Ellina rushed forward at high speed, letting the White Walker Lord's cold longsword pierce her thigh, and taking the opportunity to blow up its head with a lightning storm.

He then died of heart failure due to the effects of the toxins.

After clearing a sufficiently large open space around him, Raine drew an intricate and mysterious array, lit 666 ritual candles, and then took out a small, bright red bottle from his sleeve.

The essence of the High Elves' flesh and blood.

Nowadays, most necromancers simply and crudely resurrect corpses, relying on their sheer numbers and the undead nature of their servants to create a seemingly sinister but actually laughable undead Scourge army—which is ultimately destroyed by heroes using primitive decapitation tactics.

But Renn is different from those mediocre people.

What he possesses are the [Body Reconstruction Technique] and the [Soul Binding Technique], forbidden techniques that can create a new body based on the deceased's appearance in life, and then drag the soul out of the River Styx and stuff it into the body to be permanently fixed.

It is a true [Great Resurrection Technique] that can transcend the taboos of life and death!
The three materials needed to revive Princess Ellina are now all ready.

“The bones of the dead.” Raine placed Ellina’s pelvic remains in the center of the magic circle and said solemnly, “They can reshape your bones.”

"Flesh of your own kind." He poured the essence of flesh and blood onto the remains, which quickly transformed into a writhing mass of flesh. "It can reshape your body."

“Master’s blood.” He drew his ritual dagger, cut his palm, and let the blood drip into the pile of flesh. “It will allow your blood to flow again.”

"Princess of the Elven Empire, eldest daughter of Emperor Talherro, leader of the Magic Knights, born of the Tower of Babel, Light of the Elves, Flower of the Empire, Elrina Francesca, I command your soul to return from the River Styx at once! Heed my call, obey my will, submit to my spirit!"

Raine chanted a cryptic and difficult incantation, and sinister, dark magic flowed between his fingers, passing through the resurrection circle surrounded by ritual candles and converging into the writhing pile of flesh on the ground.

Gradually, she transformed into a female elf with white hair, golden eyes, a tall figure, and a holy appearance.

(End of this chapter)