[Name: Lin Moyu]
[Occupation: Necromancer (Unique)]
[Level: 10 (0.00%)]
[Power: 100]
[Agility: 100]
[Spirit: 300]
[Physique: 100]
[Equipment: None]
[Summon Space: 40/100, Skeleton Warriors (Quantity: 40)]
[Talent: Comprehensive Amplification (Level 2, Unique)]
[Passive Skill: Damage Transfer]
[Active Skills: Soul Flame (Level 10), Summon Skeleton Warrior (Level 10)]
[Comprehensive Amplification (Level 2): Increases the effects of all skills by 20x.]
[Damage Transfer: All damage suffered by the necromancer is borne by their summoned creatures.]
[Soul Flame (Level 10): Burns the target's soul, dealing damage based on mental power and skill level.]
[Summon Skeleton Warrior (Level 10): Summons a Bronze Rank Skeleton Warrior.]
Lin Moyu reviewed his newly updated attributes. His strength and agility had increased steadily, gaining 10 points with each level, but it was his mental power that saw the most significant boost—an impressive leap of 120 points, reaching a total of 300.
"It's true what they say. After level 10, there's a big spike in attributes. For mages like me, mental power takes the lead."
He scrolled down to check his skills, and excitement flickered across his face. His talent, Comprehensive Amplification, had evolved, amplifying all his skills by a staggering 20 times—double its previous power.
Even if everything else remained the same, the combat effectiveness of his skeleton warriors had multiplied several times over. To make things even better, the rank of his summoned skeleton warriors had improved from Black Iron to Bronze.
Eager to test this newfound power, Lin Moyu quickly summoned a skeleton warrior. The dull gray hue of the previous version was gone, replaced with a bluish-white glow. The cracks that once marred its body had nearly vanished, and even the weapon it held seemed sharper and more refined—certainly no longer something picked from the trash.
[Bronze Rank Skeleton Warrior]
[Power: 3000]
[Agility: 3000]
[Spirit: 3000]
[Physique: 3000]
[Skill: Frenzied Strike (Level 1)]
[Frenzied Strike (Level 1): Delivers a blow dealing 200% of the warrior's power. Cooldown: 10 minutes.]
The Bronze Rank Skeleton Warrior's balanced stats had reached a base of 150 points across the board. Thanks to the 20x boost from his talent, every stat now sat at an impressive 3000 points. Lin Moyu didn't have to know the specifics to understand how powerful his warrior had become. In this area, he could walk unhindered.
The new addition of Frenzied Strike gave the skeleton an instant burst of power in battle, allowing it to deliver devastating blows. Lin Moyu couldn't help but smirk at the potential.
"This is it," he thought, recalling an old saying from his past life. "You don't need fancy skills—just one or two powerful ones to rule the battlefield."
He didn't have the flashy spells of a mage or the intricate combat techniques of a fighter. But with the overwhelming strength of his skeletons and his passive abilities, Lin Moyu felt confident. Against anyone below level 20, he would be unbeatable.
While most people struggled to take on higher-level enemies, Lin Moyu felt that, at level 10, he could stand his ground against even level 20 foes. Thanks to the tank-like attributes of his skeleton warriors and his damage transfer ability, it would take a monumental effort to bring him down.
Just as he was about to summon more skeleton warriors, a sudden whooshing sound interrupted his thoughts. A sharp arrow flew past his face, narrowly missing him.
Whizz!
More arrows followed in quick succession. One of them struck him directly—but instead of piercing his skin, an invisible barrier appeared, deflecting the arrow. His passive skill, Damage Transfer, activated, transferring all damage to his summoned warriors. Lin Moyu remained unharmed.
[You are under attack!]
Red light flickered in the eyes of his skeleton warriors as they sensed the threat. They immediately went on high alert.
From the shadows of the nearby trees, a figure dressed in black emerged. Moving quickly, the person's agility was clearly high. Lin Moyu deduced it must be an assassin class. Upon seeing Lin Moyu, the figure pivoted and sprinted in the opposite direction, vanishing into the forest in an instant.
Not long after, two more figures burst into the clearing, chasing after the assassin. From their attire, Lin Moyu surmised one was an archer and the other a mage. The arrows that had nearly struck him moments ago were clearly from the archer.
They barely acknowledged Lin Moyu as they rushed past, intent on their pursuit. But Lin Moyu knew they were headed in the wrong direction—the assassin had changed course when they reached him. The two were doomed to fail in their chase.
Sure enough, within moments, the pair returned, frustration etched on their faces.
The mage cast a spell, and Lin Moyu felt a gust of wind sweep through the area. After a few seconds, the mage sighed, "That one's slippery. They've already gotten away."
The archer, undeterred, shrugged, "We'll catch them eventually. They only bought themselves a bit of time."
The archer glanced at Lin Moyu and asked, "Hey, kid. Did you see someone in black run by?"
Lin Moyu's voice was calm as he responded, "Your arrow hit me earlier. Apology accepted."
The archer followed his gaze to the arrows on the ground and quickly understood. "Ah, sorry about that," he muttered.
Lin Moyu waved his hand dismissively. "Just make sure it doesn't happen again."
For a brief moment, the archer felt a strange sense of being looked down upon. The mage, meanwhile, had been quietly stewing, clearly irritated by the failure of their hunt. His eyes narrowed as they landed on Lin Moyu's skeleton warrior.
"An undead summoner," he muttered with thinly veiled disgust, raising his staff.
The skeleton warrior's eyes flared red, ready to engage. But before anything could escalate, the archer stepped in, placing a hand on the mage's shoulder. "Don't cause trouble," he said quietly.
The mage scowled but lowered his staff. "Fine," he muttered.
As the two retreated, Lin Moyu's voice was soft but cold. "Consider yourselves lucky."
Although he didn't have detection magic, Lin Moyu could tell from the force of the earlier arrow that these two weren't particularly strong. At most, they were level 20. If they had tried to start a fight, Lin Moyu knew it wouldn't have ended well for them.
He wasn't one to tolerate aggression. If someone attacked him, they would pay dearly for it. As the mage had raised his staff earlier, Lin Moyu had already prepared to summon all of his skeleton warriors back from their roaming. They could have surrounded the two in an instant, and once the fight began, Lin Moyu had no doubt they would be torn apart.