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The Black Necromancer

Leon Cromwell was hit by a truck and died. He thought he would never open his eyes again, but when he did, it was not what he expected. "What? Black bones?! What's going on? Where am I?!" He had been reincarnated into a world of magic and war! With his new situation, Leon had to find a way to get strong quickly and be able to hold his ground against the countless enemies that will come his way! Follow the black skeleton, Leon, as he explores this new world, makes friends, finds love, and gets down to the bottom of his sudden death. - Please don't forget to vote as you read. Every single vote matters, and they really do make a difference! It's an effortless way to show your appreciation for my efforts. Also, if you're enjoying my work, please share it with your friends and family. It's a great way to support me too! Join my Discord server at: https://discord.gg/uDRMqp562H - Power Stone Goals: Every 100 PS - 1 bonus chapter. Every 100 GT - 1 bonus chapter. Every Super Gift - 1 bonus chapter. Note that the bonus chapters will only be delivered at the end of the week.

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Reaping Gains (2)

A cold pressure settled over Leon's head and he turned to face the floating figure beside him. A storm was raging within Abyssus' body as he underwent a qualitative transformation that changed him from top to bottom. When Leon focused his mind on Abyssus, he could see that the dungeon that he had been born in was also undergoing a change. All the creatures within the dungeon were changing as they ranked up.

The dungeon butler was right. He was ranking up after absorbing the two black spheres. Leon watched with amazement as Abyssus completed his evolution. A heavy pressure spread through the treasury, but the dungeon butler quickly slammed a lid on it and bottled up his aura.

"Master, I thank you for this opportunity to grow." Abyssus turned to face Leon and expressed his gratitude.

"It's fine." Leon casually waved his hand and turned to Jet. "This boosts the strength of a dungeon consciousness. Do you want it?" He asked.

"No, I'm fine without it." Jet refused.