I really am a necromancer
After transmigrating to the Sorcerers World, Yihua became a Level 1 Necromancer Apprentice with extremely poor aptitude.
He had thought that it would be the beginning of hell, but he did not expect that he would be able to obtain merit from punishing evil and helping others.
Doing bad things would not deduct merit points, but doing good things would definitely be rewarded!
As long as he did 100 million good deeds every day and accumulated merit and karma, he could speed up his cultivation progress and even directly break through!
Even the lowest-level acolyte cantrip, Light Treatment, would have terrifying power if it was broken through endlessly.
" However, why is there something wrong with the phototherapy technique after the breakthrough?"
He watched as the entire world's people were illuminated by the advanced version of the light therapy spell, the world-class Great Holy Light Spell.
The sinful people wept bitterly and committed suicide one after another, while the kind people knelt on the ground in gratitude and swore to follow him to the death.
Feeling the increasing merit points, Yi Hua took over the rule of this world with the Holy Light Undead Army that was loyal to her and muttered in her heart,"
" I'm clearly a necromancer who plays with souls and does all kinds of evil. How did I become the savior in the eyes of several worlds?"
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Elements included: Undead, Strange, Farming, Holy Light Undead, Power Management, Cthulhu, Melee Sorcerers, Sorcerer Civilization, World War.
" I'm Really a Necromancer " Book Group: 462994110
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This is interesting. But its just like any other novel that has a shop owner thats either o.p, or o.p assistants. Also, this is 'fake deep'--has arcs that touches upon a persons desires and the flaws with said desire/wish, followed by the consequences and resolution. Even though it may look as if it has a deeper meaning, it doesnt; its pretentious and corny. Its like a feminist female whale who posts quotes on tumblr about life isnt always fair, and love isnt always sweet. But instead of a quote, and a feminist female whale, its a novel written by a 20-30 year old beta-cuck-edge lord, who spent too much time on tumblr and instagram.