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My Necromancer Class

Jay was merely an abandoned butcher’s son, living in a small village on the outskirts of a magical world. When humans came of age, they would receive their class from a mana conduit, granting them magic powers, and begin their lives as adventurers. “Status,” Thought Jay, checking his class. [Necromancer Level 1] “...I’m a Necromancer?” His eyes widened in shock. Looking around in fear, he breathed a sigh of relief. No one heard him. This was a monster class, and one of the more powerful monsters at that; a powerful being which raised the dead to fight on its behalf. If anyone knew, they would hunt Jay down and kill on sight. He was not just a threat to the authority of the nobles, but to all living things. “But am I a monster now? Or human? I guess it doesn’t matter. They’ll kill me all the same.” Jay had only one option: to get stronger, building his necrotic powers up so that he may one day become untouchable. Through plotting, secrecy, and sometimes by sheer carnage, he can only attempt to survive in this hostile world. Join Jay as he struggles against all odds and misfortune, against a world that wants him dead, as he secretly rises and bends this world to his will.

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Wood Elementals 4

The entire treeline had these little balls rolling out, only to stop for a moment when they used their observe skill before moving forward once more - towards the fleshy beings.

The crossbow and archers on either side of Jay’s V-formation were already firing as mobs came out of the woodline. They thinned down the numbers of enemies on the sides to take pressure off the axeman and the maceman.

Anya found that if she crouched and fired low, the bolt would keep travelling and could take four enemies out before losing momentum and getting lost in a pile of sticks.

Finally the wave of wood elementals reached the two adventurers standing at the top of the V formation.

*Swoosh!~*

With a giant cleave, the axe guy took out three of them at once; meanwhile the mace guy crushed one with his shield before swinging his mace, taking out two with a single swipe.

Pointy sticks were flying everywhere.

“Make sure you save your skills for later,” Jay instructed.