Suddenly, a student shouted, "Look! There's something moving in the dark clouds!"
Everyone instinctively looked up.
From within the black clouds, specks of firelight began to rise.
The flames hovered in the air, flickering and drifting.
But it wasn't just flames—there seemed to be something else in the clouds.
At the same time, an eerie grinding noise echoed out of the black mist—crack, crack—a sound that made everyone's teeth ache.
Finally, a sharp-eyed student spotted what was inside and fell to the ground in fright.
"It's skeletons! The clouds are full of skeletons!"
As he shouted, the scene in the clouds became completely clear.
Countless skeletons packed the sky. The flickering flames were none other than the Soul Flame burning within their skulls.
Each skeleton glowed with a ghastly white light, eerie and terrifying.
Even though everyone knew this was just a phenomenon from the Awakening Ritual, many students still couldn't help but stumble back in fright.
One soul fire suddenly plummeted from the sky and landed on Mark Lin.
Then, as if nothing had happened, all the illusions vanished in an instant. The sky cleared, the mist disappeared, and everything returned to normal.
[Unique Hidden Class: Necromancer]
Not just a Rare Class.
But a Hidden Class.
And not just any Hidden Class—a unique one.
This meant that in the entire world, only Mark Lin could have this class.
Unless he died, there would never be a second.
Hidden Classes were already rarer than Rare Classes—and even rarer than Legendary Classes.
Whether it was strong or not was uncertain, but one thing was for sure—it was extremely rare.
Mark Lin was the only Necromancer in the world.
"Whoa! Mark Lin's amazing! He got a Hidden Class—and it's unique on top of that!"
"Why does this guy always have such good luck? Could it be the ritual glitched or something?"
"Just because it's hidden doesn't mean it's powerful. There've been plenty of Hidden Classes in history that were trash."
"Yeah, hidden just means rare, not necessarily strong."
"But that vision earlier was seriously creepy. And his class is called 'Necromancer'. Does that mean he has to deal with dead things all the time?"
"He barely talks anyway. Being around the dead suits him. No need for small talk."
After fully completing the class awakening, Mark Lin stepped down from the ritual circle.
Although he was inwardly excited about having a Unique Hidden Class, not a single trace of emotion could be seen on his face.
No joy, no fear—he kept it all inside. There was no need to show it.
As he passed by Max Zhang, the older man suddenly called out, "Hold on a moment."
Mark Lin turned and gave a respectful bow. "Is there something you need, Senior?"
He wasn't mute—just quiet. But he never neglected proper etiquette.
Max Zhang asked, "You've obtained a Hidden Class, and this old man has never seen it before. Would you mind showing us one of your skills?"
Mark Lin didn't refuse.
"Please give me a moment, Senior."
Having just completed his class awakening, he wasn't fully familiar with his abilities.
He opened up his personal stats.
[Name: Mark Lin]
[Class: Necromancer (Unique)]
[Level: 1 (0.00%)]
[Strength: 10]
[Agility: 10]
[Spirit: 20]
[Constitution: 10]
[Equipment: None]
[Summon Space: 0/10]
[Skills: Soul Flame (Level 1), Summon Skeleton Warrior (Level1)]
[Soul Flame (Level 1): Burns the target's soul, causing burn damage. Power is based on spiritual power and skill level.]
[Summon Skeleton Warrior (Level 1): Summons an Iron-Tier Skeleton Warrior (Tiers: Iron, Bronze, Silver, Gold, Diamond, Legendary, God).]
Among his attributes, his spiritual power clearly outclassed the others.
This confirmed that the Necromancer was a magic-based class.
The Soul Flame skill reflected that too.
However, Summon Skeleton Warrior seemed more like a Summoner's ability.
Since Soul Flame wasn't suitable for public demonstration, Mark Lin chose to showcase Summon Skeleton Warrior.
He activated the skill, and a black vortex appeared beside him.
Then, from within the vortex, a Skeleton Warrior wreathed in Soul Flame stepped out.
His Spirit instantly dropped from 20 to 10—consuming half his total.
The Iron-Tier Skeleton Warrior had skeletons the color of ashen gray.
Cracks ran all over its body, and even the sword in its hand looked battered and broken—like something fished out of a junkyard.
Not just the weapon—the entire skeleton looked like it had crawled out of a trash heap.
This so-called Iron-Tier Skeleton Warrior didn't look powerful at all—it looked like it might fall apart at any moment.
Mark Lin checked its stats.
[Iron-Tier Skeleton Warrior]
[Strength: 15]
[Agility: 15]
[Spirit: 15]
[Constitution: 15]
[Skills: None]
All four major stats were perfectly balanced.
No strengths, no weaknesses.
It had no skills—just basic attacks.
Nothing impressive for now.
As soon as the Skeleton Warrior appeared, the students gasped and instinctively stepped back again.
People always feared the unnatural.
Only a few braver ones stayed still.
Simon Gao, for instance, seemed more curious than afraid.
Max Zhang's fingertips glowed as he lightly tapped the Skeleton Warrior like a breeze.
Immediately, red light flared in the skeleton's eyes. It turned to glare at Max Zhang, and its Soul Flame flared violently.
[The Skeleton Warrior has been attacked. Do you wish to counterattack? (If no command is given within 10 seconds, it will automatically counterattack.)]
A message suddenly popped up in Mark Lin's mind. He quickly ordered the Skeleton Warrior to hold back.
Max Zhang smiled. "Very alert, I see."
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