Super Necromancer System Novels & Stories

Class: Necromancer Aura: Demonic Aura (Purple) Level: 0/60 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(ELite), Restriction(Elite), Toxikinesis(Mystic)] [Class skills- Resurrect(Elite) Negate(Elite)] [Curse of Sloth] {System skill: Analyse(UeX)} {Unique EX Skill: Experience of Another life}

The rest of the story was irrelevant at this juncture. “The Necromancer class is a great class, but it has a fatal flaw. The caster must be capable of seeing all that he controls, or else he loses the ability to control them.” Chief Priest Kaka frowned as he waved his hand, summoning a gust of wind that cleared the dust before him. On his hand, one of his many rings shone with a green hue, and the wind that Chief Priest Kaka summoned came from it. “Clear the smoke,” Chief Priest Kaka instructed Village Head Samoa, and the latter’s eyes lit up like a lantern. A green glow escaped those dead eyes and pierced through the dust cloud, clearing it all away with a single look!

"Hunt what?" "Anomalies. The creatures that slip through the cracks between the surface and down here. Things like what we encountered today, but worse. Much worse." He leaned forward, his voice dropping. "Every person in this camp, every person in every camp throughout Lenore, is bound to what's called the Hunter System." "That sounds ominous." "It is." Marcus finished with my bandage and stepped back. "The System tracks everything. Every creature you kill, every mission you complete, every credit you earn. It's not optional, Lucille. From the moment you arrived here, you were automatically enrolled."

“By using something he can't ignore.” Caelric understood. “The system.” “Yes.” --- An hour later, Caelric sat at his desk with the black notebook open in front of him. Seraphina stood beside him. Marielle had returned to her room. Zephyr was asleep. The house was finally quiet. Caelric connected the old authorization device to the computer. The screen displayed the same message they had seen before. SECONDARY SUCCESSION SYSTEM ACTIVE. Seraphina inserted her pendant into the reader.

“KEY AUTHOR PRESENT AT CORE. PROBABILITY OF SYSTEM DESTABILIZATION: RISING.” The voice was layered: one track, low and masculine, one higher and feminine, one cold and mechanical. They didn’t quit line up, like three versions of the same sentence recorded at different speeds and played together. “Who the hell are you supposed to be?” Jax muttered. “Clippy’s eldritch cousin?” The glitch‑figure’s head turned slightly toward him. “INFORMAL METAPHOR: ‘GAME MASTER,’” it said. “FORMAL DESIGNATION: ADMINISTRATOR. PRIMARY FUNCTION: OVERSEE SOUL RECYCLE SYSTEM.”

Somehow, it felt different, though. “What’s going on?” I called upon the System desperately. This time, it emerged. “A group of rogue players helped her. They wanted to use her to get revenge on the Core System and destroy everything here.” The grand plan sounded horrifying, but nothing much came out of it. Met with my skepticism, the System grew upset. “They had prior exposure to the Core System’s energy, so they spent years in research and development to find a way to neutralize the power. If they hadn’t picked a silly character who was obsessed with love, they might have succeeded.”

I stared at the police car in front of me, feeling utterly incredulous. "I'm not gonna smash it! That's a crime!" The system in my mind said coldly, "If you don't self-sabotage, you'll die." I did not believe it at first. Half an hour ago, I suddenly heard the system's voice in my mind. It told me that I was the male protagonist in a tragic story that would end in my death. I would be kicked out after the love of Clara's life, Maxey Tyler, returned to the country.

Somehow I felt like someone impersonated themselves as this system and talked to me. {What is SP?} I ask the system in my mind. [SP is the system point. You can use it to purchase any knowledge in this universe no matter what it is or how strong it is.] Now the system mechanical voice returns to normal without tone and emotion, just like the first time it’s spoken to me. But, What kind of knowledge does this system have? {Show me the list of all the knowledge you have} I ask the system. [Commencing command]

“No, Angel. Today, we’ll have to raise a strong undead. This horse will not only retain his memory, mind and his own body. He’ll turn into a shellmouger. The monster sometimes called Scarlet Hoof. He’s a rare one, and he almost never appears naturally, without a necromancer’s help. And that’s because the monster requires an enormous amount of magic. “Reive, but I can’t...” “You’ll need an invocation of the sixth level,” Reive interrupted her. “You will repeat it after me.” “But my power doesn’t extend beyond the first level!” The necromancer sighed. Why did she question his words all the time? “You must do only what I say,” he said patiently. (“Remember, Reive, it’s not easy to be a teacher!

His ultimate goal required an army of zombies that kept growing at an exponential rate, until there were so many that nothing could stand before them. At present, any bodies he reanimated were clumsy, slow moving creatures, but once he fully destroyed the seal, he expected that to change. Long dead corpses would always be slow, but the more recently deceased should be capable of moving almost as fast as living humans, making them far more dangerous. He wished he could have reached this level of success a century ago, before the armies of the world became so mightily armed with modern weapons of destruction. He was still learning back then, though, and he hadn’t had the black waziri to aid h