What is the essence of a necromancer? Is it raising elite troops to take on a hundred foes, or overwhelming everything with endless numbers?
Chen Dao says: If you can’t even get past the cannon fodder, what gives you the right to send out the elites?
If the elites never fight, is there any point in training them?
So I choose... both!
The world changed. Countless terrifying creatures suddenly descended upon Blue Star, and human civilization teetered on the brink of destruction.
Fortunately, people awakened as class holders, preserving humanity’s last sliver of hope.
Chen Dao, an overworked young man, received a heaven-sent opportunity when the apocalypse arrived and awakened the rare class of Necromancer. From then on, a calamity that swept across the land was born in this territory where humanity had fallen into decline.
“Titans, sovereigns of the earth? You have some ability, I’ll give you that. The great Calamity grants you its favor and permits you to join the ranks of my undead army.”
The figure shrouded in black robes spoke in a raspy voice and casually waved his right hand. An endless tide of undead swallowed the Titans’ immense bodies.
Moments later, one after another, undead Titans radiating the aura of death rose from the corpses and silently joined the army of the dead...
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