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Necromancer Of The Shadows

"I should have stayed home and played video games." This was Ray's last thought before darkness engulfed him after he was hit by a car. But surprisingly, instead of finding himself before the gates of hell after dying, Ray found out he was transmigrated into another world. The world Ray was transmigrated to was called Arora World, a place where you can use different kinds of skills, magic, and even acquire powerful classes. Ray found himself in the body of a young boy named Evan, who was studying in a hunter academy after awakening his abilities at the age of fourteen. At first, Ray was happy that he was transmigrated into the body of someone who had awakened his abilities and could use the magic he always wanted to use. However, as Ray went through Evan's memories, he finally realized that everything was not as simple as he had expected. Evan had a unique physique that didn't allow him to increase his power like other people. Because of this useless unique physique, Evan was the weakest hunter in the entire academy. And that was not all; the more Ray looked at Evan's memories, the more he realized just how troublesome his situation was. "I know I entered this body without buying a ticket, but isn't this too much?" Ray said in a depressed voice after going through Evan's memories. Will Ray be able to survive in this new world? Is the physique of his new body really useless? Join Ray on his adventure to find out. --------------------------------------------------

Zero_writer · Fantasy
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1001 Chs

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"How is this possible...no there must be something wrong," Winterclaw shouted out loud like he had gone mad.

A terrifying cold aura came out of his body, the aura coming out of his body was so cold that even the space around him was frozen solid. Even people who were thousands of kilometres away from him felt their souls freezing.

Baphomet was stunned seeing Winterclaw's strange behaviour, it was the first time he saw cold and indifferent Winterclaw losing control over his emotions like this. He looked at the hole in Winterclaw's stomach and the energy in his hand.

'That black energy around his wound and the energy that I collected..' Baphomet thought to himself but soon his eyes opened wide.

When he carefully looked at both of the energy he was easily able to feel that both of them were quite similar to each other.