Necromancer: From Skeleton to Catastrophe

He is the only player on the server with a hidden class: the Necromancer.

He is also the weakest player on the server.

A gray-name outcast, the enemy of everyone, with bounties plastered all over the world chat. His entire fortune is one rickety skeleton that sheds pieces whenever it walks.

“They say the undead are useless.”

From the corpse pit in the mines to the Corpse King’s Hall, from silver skeletons to a golden legion, from bone knights to a bone dragon that blots out the sky.

Step by step, he turned the word “useless” from an insult into a source of fear.

“Until my bone dragon blocked out their sun.”

In a border exercise, he single-handedly routed the allied forces of two servers. In the server-wide war, an undead cataclysm swept across the peaks of Dragonspine Mountain.

He took the story of an underdog’s rise all the way to level 160.

At last, he stood on the war’s awards podium, surrounded by a sea of undead, with deafening cheers before him.

“My name is A Fei, the Undead Archmage.”