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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?”

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Lu Yan's hair stood on end. Without any hesitation, he directly used the Monarch Netherworld Escape and quickly disappeared from his spot.

Looking at the sharp hole that had appeared on the ground previously, his expression became somewhat ugly.

This guy's attack was really a little too strange. It looked ordinary and was only a black light, but the attack was so powerful that it could completely penetrate his body.

Just by approaching, Lu Yan felt an extreme danger.

Previously, even when he faced the dark-born Black Soul Race member, Lu Yan did not have this feeling. He still had the thought of going forward and risking his life.

However, now, under such circumstances, Lu Yan did not have any thoughts of fighting. He only wanted to quickly retreat.

Li Moqing and Qiyue also frowned. After exchanging a few blows, they knew very well that Lu Yan was not lying. The combat strength of the guy in front of them was too powerful.