Global Necromantic Specialist

"You are not allowed to ask questions… but what if someone doesn't understand?" a few students whispered among themselves.

Suddenly, beams of light shot out from the trial tower, striking the whispering students. Without warning, they vanished on the spot.

Then, the same majestic voice echoed, cold and unyielding, "Violation of the rules will result in immediate disqualification."

A collective gasp rippled through the crowd of thousands. The sheer strictness of the rules sent shivers down everyone's spine. Candidates instinctively covered their mouths, the realization dawning on them—there would be no mercy for even the slightest mistake.

The silence that followed was so profound that even the sound of a pin dropping would have been deafening. Breaths were held; movements became cautious. After years of preparation, no one wanted to be eliminated over something as trivial as a whispered question.

Marsh stood silently, recalling David's repeated warnings. "Follow the rules. The big exam is unforgiving." He had taken the advice to heart and remained composed.

His eyes flicked to Kevin, who looked like he was struggling. Kevin covered his mouth with both hands, clearly battling the urge to speak. His discomfort was almost comical.

Marsh chuckled to himself. At least he's self-aware enough to stop himself.

The majestic voice spoke again, drawing everyone's attention.

"The Trial Tower arranges different test scenarios for different professions.

"Support professions will face non-combat trials.

"Combat professions will undergo combat-based trials.

"Once you pass the basic exam, you will be allowed to choose your difficulty level.

"Different difficulty levels yield different grades, and grades determine the points you earn.

"These points are not just your exam score; they will also be carried over into higher education institutions. In those institutions, points will be more valuable than gold coins.

"Lastly, here are the rules for this exam: the equipment you bring with you may be used, but any other items are strictly prohibited. Violating this rule will result in immediate disqualification. Furthermore, your storage spaces will be blocked upon entering the trial tower."

The rules were laid out clearly, leaving little room for misunderstanding.

Marsh smirked faintly as he remembered the earlier candidates who had whispered. They were asking for trouble. Who can't follow simple rules like these?

"All candidates, line up to enter the tower," the voice commanded.

The candidates moved into orderly lines. No one dared cause a commotion, not even the privileged children of influential families. The big exam was the most significant event in the Shenxia Empire, and any attempt to disrupt it would be met with severe consequences.

Even Wang Zihao, the arrogant young president of the Dynasty Guild, stood quietly in line. Usually brimming with bravado, today he was silent and obedient.

Marsh, calm and focused, joined the line. He had removed his shield badge before arriving, ensuring there were no complications.

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When it was finally Marsh's turn, he stepped into the tower. A beam of light enveloped him, and in an instant, he found himself in a separate, enclosed space.

As expected, the Trial Tower functioned like a dungeon, isolating each candidate in their own space.

Meanwhile, on the top floor of the tower, several imposing examiners—each a master of their respective professions—watched over the assessments. Clad in the garments of warriors, mages, and support classes, they were all formidable individuals, none below level 70.

A screen displayed Marsh's details:

[Marsh, Level 16, Necromancer]

The examiners raised their eyebrows in interest.

"This is the new profession submitted by Xihai No. 1 Middle School, isn't it?"

"Indeed. It's been decades since we've seen a new class. The last one was the Elf Envoy over 30 years ago—a rare control-based combat class."

"A Necromancer… judging by the school's description, it seems to be a summoner-type mage."

The examiners nodded in agreement.

"At level 16, this class must have some potential. Let's see how it performs. For now, we'll categorize it alongside rare-level mages."

They quickly set up Marsh's trial.

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In Marsh's space, a creature materialized before him.

It had the head of a wolf, but it wore a mage's robe and held a staff in its clawed hands.

"A Wolf Orc Mage," Marsh murmured, studying it closely. A barrier of light separated the two of them, preventing any interaction.

Unfortunately, the barrier also blocked Marsh's detection skill, leaving him with no information about the creature.

The voice echoed again.

"Assessment mission: Kill the Wolf Orc Mage."

The instructions were brief, and no further information was provided.

A countdown appeared on the barrier.

3… 2… 1…

The instant the barrier dropped, Marsh sprang into action. He summoned a skeleton warrior beside him, but even before the skeleton could move, he cast Soul Flame.

A dark green flame engulfed the Wolf Orc Mage, and with a chilling scream, it collapsed to the ground—dead.

Marsh blinked in surprise. "That's it?"

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On the top floor, the examiners were stunned.

"What was that skill?" one asked, eyes wide.

"An instant kill? How is that possible?"

"Check the data—is there an error in the settings?" another demanded.

A third examiner shook his head. "The settings are correct. The monster was two levels higher than the candidate, as per the rules for rare-level professions."

They reviewed the guidelines:

Advanced professions faced monsters two levels above their own.

Rare professions, like Marsh's Necromancer, also faced higher-level monsters.

Common professions faced monsters of the same level.

The Wolf Orc Mage had been appropriately calibrated for a rare-level mage, yet Marsh had defeated it instantly.

The examiners exchanged incredulous looks.

"This Necromancer… is far stronger than we anticipated."

"I've never seen anything like it. Let's see how he handles the next stage."

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Marsh, meanwhile, stood calmly in his space, waiting for the next challenge. For him, this was only the beginning.

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