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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.

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Dark Light Judgement!

"Dark Light Judgement!"

The moment Florita's voice echoed, the strange-looking black and golden ring, which was spinning rapidly at the apex of the cage glowed widely.

As soon as the black and golden intertwined ring glowed, Zalga, the ten-thousand-meter-tall ant felt a chilling sensation and a deep sense of crisis like never before engulfed him.

Krythorion, who was standing on the ground, missing both of his arms felt the same, and he also sensed the breath of death engulfing him, as if the moment of his death had arrived.

As Krythorion and Zalga looked at the rapidly spinning ring at the top of the cage, thousands of sharp beams of light, half golden and half black, erupted from it, raining down from the sky like a meteorite shower.

ROAR!

Seeing the thousands of beams of light falling from the sky, Zalga roared in fear as all of his instincts screamed, warning him of the approaching danger.