Necromancer: A New Era

Apocalypse Continent, Kasmore Empire in the Eastern Region, a small border town in the eastern part of the empire.

The weather was slightly cool, with a drizzle slowly falling. It was a slightly chilly early autumn morning, and on the main road of the town, there were only a few pedestrians, all walking in a hurry.

The pub sign was soaked by the rain, condensing into crystal water droplets that dripped slowly, drop by drop.

"Hey, did you hear the explosion last night?"

"Shh, we can't discuss this. The explosion came from the east side of the town, which is the territory of Master Alchemist." The person next to him made a gesture to silence and spoke cautiously, as if he thought of something terrible. He shuddered and lowered his voice a lot.

"I was still cleaning up last night when the explosion happened. It scared me so much that Jessie was also scared."

At this moment, Jesse's voice suddenly came from upstairs, "Do you two still want to work? Why don't you clean up so early in the morning? What are you talking about?" Thinking of what the mayor said last night, Jesse got a headache. How long has it been since a big shot came to this town?

The two guys were visibly startled and immediately started working efficiently.

Jesse, come downstairs, point to the corner and say: here, here, there, clean them all up for me, we have distinguished guests coming to our town today, cheer up! "

On the east side of the town, there stands a two-story duplex courtyard, simple and old-fashioned. In a very simple shack behind the courtyard, a young man covered in blood slowly wakes up.

As soon as he woke up, a foul odor hit him in the face, accompanied by severe pain all over his body, which madly eroded his nerves.

"Ugh..." The boy instinctively wanted to raise his right arm, but found that the pain was even worse.

"Where is this? I am...ah"

A large amount of unfamiliar memories came over me, mixed with reluctance, hatred, and a strong reluctance to leave this world. The severe pain at the back of my head washed over my nerves again and again.

The young man's name was Mingyin, and his full name was Cosimo Mingyin. He was an apprentice of an alchemist. It would be more accurate to say that he was a slave than an apprentice. He was originally a wandering beggar, and was captured to serve the alchemist's daily life. At the same time, he was also used as a test boy for the development of new potions. During the experiment of the newly developed explosive potion last night, he was seriously injured and was thrown into the animal shed to fend for himself.

Mingyin, who was captured since childhood, suffered all kinds of torture, but he never lost his desire for life. Many residents in the town were very kind to him. Uncle Rem, the blacksmith, Aunt Moses, the tailor, and Carlyle, the beautiful pastor, all cared about him from time to time. Carlyle often secretly came to treat Mingyin, and the kind-hearted Carlyle was often punished for this.

After a long time, the pain slowly faded away and his mind regained a bit of clarity. Ming Yin opened his eyes, endured the pain, struggled to sit up, leaned against the pillar, and instinctively observed his surroundings.

The dilapidated walls leaked everywhere, and the rain fell in and dripped on my face, bringing a hint of coolness. The dirty ground was mixed with a strong stench, and two beasts of unknown species were tied to a pillar in one corner, and unknown feces could be seen from time to time.

"It seems like I have traveled through time, but why do I feel like I have forgotten a lot of things? It hurts so much... ah"

"Hehehe... you're still alive. That means I don't have to think about where to find you anymore."

A figure appeared at the door of the shack at some point, with a cold smile without any emotion, staring at the boy half leaning against the pillar as if he were looking at an object. The man was the alchemist Vincent, with a hunched body, accompanied by various alchemical potions all year round, exuding various unknown smells, and hanging two leather bags on his waist, with several bottles of various potions on them, making a jingling sound when walking.

Vincent slowly walked to the corner, untied the lock of the beast rider, and turned around and said, "I'm going to go out for a while. When I come back, I want to see the backyard cleaned up."

"Oh, by the way, this is for you." He walked to the door, seemed to have thought of something, took out a bottle of medicine from his waist and threw it over, and left without waiting for Ming Yin's response.

Ming Yin, who was lying down, looked at the medicine bottle at his feet. The green liquid in the bottle was swaying back and forth due to the rolling of the bottle. He couldn't help but shiver. He had drunk this potion before, and the experience was unforgettable.

I forced myself to hold on, took the medicine bottle and drank it. The intense taste stimulation spread from my mouth. Compared to the pain in my body and mind, the taste was... not bad...

After a while, a stream of clear water flowed down the body, the pain in the limbs was slowly replaced by soreness, and the wounds on the body were slowly healing. "Is this the alchemy potion? The effect is really better than expected." Feeling the changes in the body and the experience in memory, he couldn't help but sigh.

Ming Yin slowly got up and walked to the door, holding onto the door frame, breathing in the fresh air outside. The rain hitting his face seemed to make him feel better. He endured the swelling in his head and slowly walked towards his hut, where he lived, a small stairwell. It wasn't a big place, but it was the only place that belonged to him.

Lying on the simple wooden bed, Ming Yin looked at his hands and said, "I am sure that I have traveled through time. Feeling my frail body, I feel helpless. Why do I feel like I have just started in hell? And why do I feel like I have lost a lot of memories?"

"Ming Yin? I never thought such an outrageous thing as time travel would happen to me. Thinking of this, he broke out in a cold sweat. Yes, if I traveled through time, what about my wife and children? "Ah..." He sat up excitedly, which pulled the wound on his body and made him grimace in pain. He had no choice but to continue lying down. "Why do I feel that there are so many strange things in my memory, like instincts?" Thinking of this, Ming Yin slowly raised his right hand, following the instinctive pull of his body. At this time, some light spots suddenly jumped on his right hand. Scared, Ming Yin quickly shook his hand away. After careful observation, his right hand was not affected. "What is this...?" He tried again, and the light spots appeared on his hand again.

"What is this? It doesn't seem to hurt me?" Suddenly, it was as if a seal was opened in Ming Yin's mind. A strange yet familiar memory came flooding back, and waves of severe pain came from his brain again. After slowly digesting these memories, he slowly opened his eyes.

"Necromancy? Is it a benefit for time travelers? My golden finger?" Ming Yin touched his head and suddenly shouted around: "System! System? Brother Tongzi?" After waiting for a long time, there was no response except the chirping of unknown insects in the corner and the singing of birds outside the house.

"It seems that I have thought too much. It is outrageous enough to travel to a place like this. How could there be such a thing as a system? It seems that I have read too many online novels." Thinking about the things in his mind, he slowly got up. After all this time, the effect of the medicine was good. Most of the pain in his body dissipated. Except for the wound that was still bleeding, he was no longer in danger.

"I have to clean the backyard quickly, otherwise I will be in trouble when that 'bastard' comes back." Thinking of this, Ming Yin hurried to the backyard and started cleaning it with ease.

"Hey, what is this?" A thick book on the alchemy table caught his attention. "Isn't this his treasure? Why is it on the table?" On the cover of the book, it was written, Alchemy Notes - Henry Field. Subconsciously, Ming Yin opened the notebook. The contents of the pages were written in a twisted way. The third-level alchemy potion formula, experimental data, and measured data were densely spread over two pages. "Why can I understand it? Ah, it hurts..." The more he flipped through his memories and tried to recall, the more severe pain he felt in his mind.

"Forget it, let's not think about it for now. Let's leave quickly. That bastard will definitely come back if he forgets the book. Don't let him see us."

Ming Yin, who had just returned to his residence, suddenly heard a clanging sound outside the yard and Vincent's voice, "Damn it, how could I forget such an important thing!"

The rain was still dripping outside the window. Ming Yin, lying on the bed, slowly sorted out the memories in his mind, "Necromancer? It's really magical."

The Apocalypse Continent is a world that combines magic, divine arts, fighting spirit, and alchemy cultivation systems. Various bizarre races coexist. It is a magical plane. The power system levels are 1 to 10, 1-2 elementary, 3-5 advanced, 6-8 grandmaster, 9 sanctuary, 10 god level

Magicians are usually divided into hierarchies based on their abilities and experience.

Junior magician: A novice who has just started to get involved in the field of magic. They have mastered basic magical knowledge and skills, but their magic power is weak and they can only cast some simple magic.

Senior Magician: A senior magician with rich experience and powerful magic. They are able to cast complex and powerful magic and have high magical attainments and creativity.

Mage: Magicians who have reached this level are already elites in the field. Their magical abilities are outstanding, and they can create unique and powerful magic spells. Their understanding and control of magic have also reached an extremely high level.

Sanctuary Magister: Magisters are the top among magicians, and their strength and wisdom are awe-inspiring. Not only do they have reached the pinnacle of magic skills, but they also have in-depth research on the nature and mysteries of magic, and may even create new areas of magic.

Each level represents a different stage of a magician's magical journey, which requires constant effort and practice to improve. This level system reflects the magicians' pursuit and growth of magical power.

斗气师是大陆上没有魔法资质的人走的力量修炼体系。在这个体系中，分别为剑士骑士，他们通过修炼和掌控斗气，来施展各种强大的技能，力量同样分为1～10阶，1～2阶初级 3～5阶高级 6～8阶宗师 9阶圣域 10神阶。

The power of a Dou Qi Master comes from the Dou Qi in their body, which can flow through their body and be stimulated through specific techniques and methods. Different Dou Qi Masters have Dou Qi with different properties and characteristics, such as flame Dou Qi, frost Dou Qi, lightning Dou Qi, etc.

The level of Dou Qi masters is usually divided by their mastery and application of Dou Qi. A beginner Dou Qi master may only be able to simply release Dou Qi for attack and defense, while a senior Dou Qi master can perform more complex Dou Qi skills and even condense Dou Qi to form weapons and shields.

In battle, Dou Qi masters can use the power of Dou Qi to enhance their physical fitness, giving them extraordinary speed, strength and endurance. They can also perform various Dou Qi skills, such as Dou Qi Slash, Dou Qi Impact, Dou Qi Shield, etc. These skills have powerful destructive and defensive power and can easily defeat the enemy.

In addition, the Dou Qi Master can also improve his Dou Qi realm through practice and breakthrough, thereby gaining more powerful strength and ability. The Dou Qi Master's power system not only focuses on personal practice and combat skills, but also emphasizes the understanding and control of Dou Qi. Only by truly mastering the essence of Dou Qi can one become a powerful Dou Qi Master.