Necromancer Jokes Novels & Stories

Class:Necromancer Aura: Demonic Aura (Purple) Level: 0/50 Exp:0/2000 HP:1100 CON:110 (1 CON= 10HP) DEF:300 DEX:60 (1DEX= 5 DEF) ATK:75 STR:25 (1 STR= 3 ATk) MP: 210 INT:42 (1INT= 5MP) Speed :47 AGI:47 (1 AGI = 1 Speed) [Skills: Gluttony(Epic).Stealth(Mystic), Enhanced(Elite), Calm down(U), Amplify(Mystic), Poison Mastery(Elite),Biokinesis(Elite), Dash(R)] [Class skills- Resurrect(Elite) Negate(Elite)] [Curse of Sloth] {System skill: Analyse(UeX)} {Unique EX Skill: Experience of Another life} {Reduce the MP cost of all skills and abilities to 1}

“Yeah for real I know nothing about that thing.” “Then what are you going to do?” “Start to look for it. And use it to heal Amber.” Dawn said. Dawn drank her wine and said, “you know there is another way Amber can be healed.” “What other way?” Ashley asked as she looked at Dawn. Dawn didn’t answer immediately she took her time as she stared ahead and then said, “have you ever heard about the necromancers?” Ashley gave her a nod, “Yeah I have, all I know is that they are rare, rarer than the purebloods. And also that they come under the vampires.

“Is there a reason that you are making me feel this? Or you are not letting me go?” “I am the only one who actually does understand the power of death for I am the oldest necromancer who is actually alive of her own accord. Now you have known free will but have you know what it feels like to be caught held in the hands of lifeless husks of death?” “What? What the fuck are you talking about?”

The 30 over Rank 3 Undead Skeletal Heavy Swordsmen fixed their eyes on Lucas, looking forward to hearing his reply. Lucas smiled and said after a few seconds, "Is there anything scary about the Underworld Stream?" "Hahaha!!!" The 30 over Rank 3 Undead Skeletal Heavy Swordsmen burst into loud laughter. It was as though they had never heard such a ridiculous joke before. "Is it really that hilarious?" Lucas' stunning face had a puzzled look on it.

I grinned and turned to look at Veronica who was looking very confused. "Why are you two looking at each other like that?" She asked."We were discussing" I said and her frown deepened. "In your minds?" She pressed further. "That's right" "Okay, what did you two come up with then?" "We have a necromancer" I said and she narrowed her eyes. "It's very rare to find a real necromancer. Do I know the person? Who is it?" she asked.I gave her a smug look. "Me"

"Honey, my stomach hurts. Arlene is trying to scam us. She just can't stand seeing us do well and wants to swindle me out of my savings." My father, Nate Manning, said grimly, "Enough! It's Christmas—don't be a buzzkill by bringing up all this talk about money. They're just toys. So what if they're broken? Out with the old, in with the new, I'd say." He turned to look at me. "Clean up this room right now. There's glass everywhere. What if Celeste gets cut? Once it's clean, come down and make dinner. Tyler's had a shock, so you're cooking tonight."

Damn, I didn't know that she's so damn possessive, and I find it cute. "Nathan Jones is a douchebag, Red. And do you know that he three-timed Ericka, Stacy, and Martha? I know it because the girls are sharing it with me. And clearly, he's hitting on you. Oh, does he know that you're a DJ or something?" She ranted and asked. I just nodded my head in response

"You have no idea–I was just joking around, but those disgusting guys went crazy asking me for your contact." The old me would have already been crying, asking her how she could do this to me, voice breaking. Not this me. My teeth clenched so hard they hurt. My whole body trembled with anger. I snatched the flyer out of her hand and slapped her across the face. Tara screamed, clutching her cheek in disbelief. "You hit me? I treat you like my best friend, and you can't even take a joke anymore?" Best friend? I let out a cold laugh.

"Of course! The Vampire King's power was tied to his connection with his army. If we can sever that link, the undead won't have any reason to keep fighting." The necromancer's laughter echoed through the chamber, a sound that sent a chill down my spine. "You fools," it sneered. "Do you truly believe you can stop what is to come? The undead horde is unstoppable, and soon, the entire world will bow before my might!" It raised its hand, and the air crackled with dark energy. Elijah, Liam, and I braced ourselves, our weapons held at the ready. But as the necromancer's power surged towards us, a sudden realization dawned on me.

I turn around and see a small old lady with pure white hair. "I'm sorry about him. He's harmless." She says and walks back into the shop. I walk in behind her and walk over to the junk food. I grab two packets of skittles and through them into the basket. My eyes scan over the variety of chips and I close my eyes and grab two random packets. I hear laughing and look towards the person. My eyes widen and I drop my basket. "Coocky as always, Alli." He says using the nickname that only he called me.