You Wanted Me to Be a Necromancer, So Why Did I Die and Become an Archangel?

Ten billion people from Earth transmigrate into a stitched-together game world, where everyone gets one Lord Talent from the start. Luo Chen stares at the unique SSS-rank Talent he drew, [Undying Calamity], and falls into deep thought. “Ding! You killed a level 7 Archangel and triggered Conceptual Soul-Summoning!” “Obtained [Fallen Dark Crystal Angel]. Retained its large-scale resurrection skill and gained undead traits!” “Ding! You fed ten thousand low-level zombies into the [Flesh Mutation Furnace]!” “Synthesis successful! Obtained a custom Mythic-grade abomination: the Nine-Headed Venomous Abomination!” In his previous life, he was betrayed and killed. In this life, he has developed a severe fear of not having enough firepower. While other lords are still congratulating themselves on recruiting a few dozen level 1 riflemen, Luo Chen has already amassed a hundred thousand conceptual undead and spread a wintery realm of death across the world! “As long as a place isn’t covered by my death realm, I’m absolutely not going there!” Players outside the realm cry out in despair: “Who on earth is controlling this walking catastrophe?!!!”