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"Why is this [Summon Card: Goblin] wearing a black mask?" "Because he's a bandit goblin." "Then what's he good for?" "He can steal your opponent's wallet." “I@#￥%, who※※※※ taught you that?” ********* You can be creative in making cards, but you can't kill people. --Excerpt from a victim's memoir

Steampunk, magic, god, mysterious place - this is the New World. Time has raced to the end of the 18th century and the epic of time has turned the final page. Under the misty sky, it has traveled through time and space into the body of Jenkins Williams. The World Tree is still young, and the vapor industry is rooted in the three entwined kingdoms; the twin demons are coming into the world, and in the shadows and whispers, they spy on the world with malice; The undead hide in the city, looking up at the sky covered in gray mist and sighing for the lives of the innocent; The true spirit sits behind the curtain and waits for the arrival of the last day; Figures flash on the stage of destiny, and the leading role is still unknown; Jenkins Williams looks up at the double moons, angels and demo dance in the sky; Heroes hold sacred swords and lament the doom that will eventually come; The uncrowned king hides in the shadows and secretly manipulates the changes in the world; The midnight bell rings, and the cat leaps onto the shoulders of Jenkins Williams. An unknown path lies ahead of them.

The game descended into reality, overturning the rules of the world, and humanity entered the era of universal career change. Monsters ravage! Countless secret realms, dungeons, and abysses! Terror and treasures coexist! Danger and opportunity go hand in hand! Only by becoming a career changer! Level up and become stronger! Can one stand atop the world! On the day of career change, Lin Moyu became the only hidden class, the Necromancer. Gained divine-level talents, where even a Level 1 talent enhances all skills tenfold. Obtained divine-level passive skill, transferring all damage to summoned creatures. From then on, summoned creatures never die, and Lin Moyu will not die. "Endless divine-level skeletal warriors!" "Countless lich sorcerers!" "Numerous undead bone dragons!" "Can you handle it?" Under the curse, the gods turned into skeletons. Bodies exploded, heavens collapsed, and the world crumbled. "I sit high on the throne of bones, walking between life and death." "I am the calamity!"