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Global Job Change: Starting With The Hidden Job, Lord Of The Death

# DECISIVE Mutations occurred around the whole world and soon, a demonic apocalypse befell. In order to defend against demonic beings, humans swiftly entered a globalized digital age. Everyone would be able to choose between a fighting or a supporting job through awakening once they reached the age of 18. These people would get stronger by slaying demonic beings. Lu Yan had awakened to the weakest job, a Necromancer. However, he had also received a Job Supporting System and was able to reawaken into a hidden job, Lord of the Death. “Necromancers are so weak that they die in one hit!” “Man, that dude’s luck is just the worst. He did get a fighting job, but it’s the weakest. What can he do? Summon a few skeletons?” “Also, aren’t there only like a handful of Necromancers out there? There aren’t a lot of experience or resources for them to inherit. Their future seems bleak.” “Forget Necromancers! I got the Holy Knight job! Your all-around king is here!” Not long after that, Lu Yan appeared in a full set of Death Nether Armor while wielding the Death Soul Scythe and leading a 100 thousand-strong death army. With a single swing of his scythe, he split the mythical rank demonic beast in half. “Necromancers are weak? What does that have to do with me, the Lord of the Death?”

Frozen Tenderness · Jogos
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Spatial Power Escape, Investigation of the Yang Family Village (1)

Editor: Atlas Studios

The sharp cry from Wang Lei's mouth formed a wave that directly rushed forward.

It was somewhat similar to the sound wave attack of the dark-born Black Soul Race member previously.

The Netherworld Soul Flame Lu Yan released was directly dispersed by the sound wave formed by this scream. Then, it rushed towards Lu Yan.

Li Moqing waved the long sword in his hand, and a sword light lit up, directly blocking this invisible scream.

However, Li Moqing also snorted and quickly took a few steps back.

The little Netherworld Dragon was still constantly spitting out Netherworld Soul Flames that covered Wang Lei and the Dark-born Society elder in front of it.

Wang Lei's eyes revealed fear. Then, she grabbed the Dark-born Society elder at the side and quickly retreated.

After dodging the Netherworld Soul Flame in front of her, Wang Lei's gaze landed on Lu Yan. Her dead eyes seemed to have completely remembered Lu Yan.