Summoner's initial level: 1--3 (beginner) 4--6 (intermediate) 7--9 (advanced) :(each level is subdivided, beginner, intermediate, high, peak)

Then there are lords, lords, lords, kings, emperors, emperors, god-kings, god-kings, saints, saints, saints

The types are: Wood (green), Water (Lake Blue), Fire (red), Earth (brown), Wind (orange), Thunder (purple), Dark (black)

Light (white)

Warcraft: (Level 1-9) Demon Beast (Lord - Great Lord) Divine Beast (King, Emperor, Emperor, God King), Phantom Beast (God Honor, Holy King),

Dark Beast (Great Lord----- King), [Monsters above level 6 can speak]

Priest:

1 - 3 (Beginner) 4 - 6 (Intermediate) 7 - 9 (Advanced) Holy Hand, Saint, Holy Venerable, Holy Spirit, Holy Emperor

Alchemist:

1 – 9 (elementary) and then yes; King, Master, Grandmaster (will encounter thunderstorms)

Alchemist:

1 - 3 (Beginner) 4 - 6 (Intermediate) 7 - 9 (Advanced) and then Master, Grandmaster (Legendary Level)

Warrior Level:

1-3 (Beginner) 4-6 (Intermediate) 7-9 (Advanced) Lord, Sovereign, Emperor, Saint King,

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Dear friends, recommend a song.

It's dark - Stefanie Sun

Lyrics: Liao Yingru & April Composer: Li Sixiang

When I was a child, I was noisy and willful

My grandmother would always sing and coax me

The old songs of the summer afternoons comfort me

The song seemed to sing like this

It's dark and it's raining

It's dark, it's dark, it's dark

Left as a child and had a life of his own

Fresh songs, fresh thoughts

When willfulness and impulsiveness are uncontrollable

I forgot that there were still such songs

It's dark and it's raining

It's dark, it's dark, it's dark

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