Reincarnated as incubus: I didn't mean to seduce you!

"If you can truly accomplish that, even building a sea-view house at the headquarters of the Necromancy Division would be no problem..."

"Never mind whether the Necromancy Mage Association headquarters has a sea or not, even if there isn't one, they'd cry you a sea all the same."

"Afterwards, all spells related to Necromancy will never be able to bypass your name; people across the entire continent will remember you."

"Your portrait will be printed in spellcasting textbooks, and A Brief History of Spells will have to reserve two pages just for you, describing your life."

"Perhaps you will be the only Transcendent who is celebrated by everyone while still alive?"

Kael paused here and did not continue, after all, what he was about to say might easily offend certain groups...

That was the student's mention of bringing back bodies tainted with the flesh of the Evil God, along with their shattered and corrupted souls, to the world of the living; this already involved a superficial application of the rules of death.

It was the true Divine Domain, a realm that players from his past life had spent 10 years trying to reach, yet no one had succeeded in stepping onto that utterly unreachable path.

Even Kael, as a Prophet entrenched in the storyline who possessed both an indigenous body and the System's panel, had no confidence that he would certainly become a deity in the future.

The height of that realm was somewhat despairing.

He looked at the student and saw that he had no more to say, so he gently spoke:

"There are many things that magic cannot do, but there are also many things that magic can do. If you really have such a notion, then go all out and explore the boundaries of Necromancy Magic!

Eternal life and resurrection are the eternal themes of all necromancers. For many of my Necromancy colleagues, I don't need to encourage them to be brave; courage is not required where they go, but you do need it."

The student nodded firmly and said:

"Teacher, may I ask your name?"

"Kael."

Kael's lips curved into a smile and he said, "Kael.D.Helois. If you're interested, after this class ends, I can have a chat with you about some Necromancy theories and the expansion of related cutting-edge spells."

In fact, a War Mage, rather than being a training path, is more of a combat philosophy. Though this perspective is broad and vague, on the Continent of Shenhua, where the Dungeon phenomenon has never ceased, this philosophy itself has value.

Pure violence has no meaning for a mage, but only by being alive does one have more time to push the boundaries of spellcasting.

When Kael spoke of this, his words were tinged with a touch of his own emotions. Although the Bell Federation nowadays occasionally experienced some localized conflicts, most people had forgotten what the era of war looked like.

Viewing this era from the perspective of a later comer, Kael saw nothing but the brief prosperity that preceded the smoke of war.

Just like before a global nuclear war, when consumers of the new era under smartphones looked back at the Symbian system that dominated the Maginot Line—seeming solid as rock and indestructible—but in reality, utterly collapsible upon impact.

What he didn't know was that, although he didn't say much more, speech could convey a lot of information. For the oldest mages in the Secret Scroll Mage Academy, they still couldn't forget the war that took place over a hundred years ago.

As Kael calmly expounded on the philosophy of War Mages, they keenly sensed the feral beast within Kael's heart.

That was the lion named War, the scent of death creeping closer around them. Your next read is at empire

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When Kael prepared to leave, a somewhat plump mage from the Zelda Islands bowed deeply to him from afar.

This time it was not because of Kael's strength, but simply as a mark of respect for a pioneer who had ventured much further on the path of spellcasters.

He even felt that some of his confusion after entering the Extraordinary Professions had dissipated during the class, and it was as if he had grown stronger.

Even though today's content was just a general overview of War Mages, it was as if a skylight had opened for him.

Now, the gaze of the mage from Zelda Islands towards Kael held only respect and aspiration as he truly understood why his own teacher called Kael a "Master."

Seeing this, Kael didn't show much emotion. Strength was the prerequisite for earning respect from others. Now that he had finally become an Extraordinary Profession practitioner, he at least had some qualification to deny others.

...

Back offstage, Kael finally let out a breath of relief.

He hadn't been nervous; after all, this was all knowledge that they, the players from his past life, had already verified as viable through practical experience. Not to mention that now, he was using concepts from a latter era to completely outclass the current mages.

No one understands War Mages better than me (gesture.jpg)!

Thanks to Kael's own ability to draw on classics, he elaborated on the origins of various spell ideas for novice War Mages, the evolution of descriptive models, and the career growth trajectory verified through player dungeon experiences.

After teaching the class, he surprisingly found his energy bar had dropped by a third.

But the gain was also evident.

By processing the knowledge he absorbed and then imparting it to others after organizing it in his brain, this process itself was a way to sort through his own learning situation.

Especially for someone like him, who constantly accumulated knowledge through rapid learning, and converted it into practical fighting power, without properly organizing his own system, it was easy to become overwhelmed by the accumulation and fall into a state of indecision.