The Necromancer's First Step. Volume 5

In ninety years, I learned healing so well that I managed to make copies of my own consciousness, almost not aging, and become the youngest archmage. But all good things come to an end—dead people invaded us. I had to sacrifice myself to close the portal from which they came. I hated them with all my soul, but fate decided to mock me: I was reborn in a world where healing is a part of necromancy!