Of headmaster Cinnabar’s twelve personal students, only 5 stayed behind with him. Despite the others' willingness to stay and die with him, he forced them to leave under Alexander’s leadership.
Necromancers!
He’s never seen one with his eyes, but he sure as hell had heard terrifying stories about them. His late Master always told him tales of his encounters and battles with the evil magicians.
He’s heard about how they can massacre a whole town just to train their magic, about how they can kill hundreds of unborn children and their mothers just to refine their control of dark arcane magic.
He’s heard about how powerful they are compared to regular mages. He’s heard of their ruthlessness; he’s heard of their viciousness. His only regret despite knowing all these was not encountering them once.
Now, after he already passed his twilight years, the opportunity to duel with a real necromancer finally presented itself before him.
He could he
Writing this chapter left me so excited, I hope you enjoyed reading it.
Ptui! The sound of a sharp object stabbing into flesh loudly reverberated. Before the oversized zombie that towered above the others could react, Morales dragged his storm sword sideways as rotten blood sprayed at him. The blood did not touch his body though, his dark golden energy formed a shield around him that blocked all the gore from splashing on his body. The zombie that was before him got split in 2 directly from the middle of its abdomen. As its abdomen spurted blood, it made a disconcerting squelching sound before falling down dead. As soon as the zombie fell before his feet, he dodged to the side as a sharp bone spike stabbed at his previous location. With a single movement of his body, he turned around and grabbed the big skeleton warrior on the skull. Bending the scowling skull slightly, his sword sliced through its bony neck without much resistance. As soon as he killed the oversized zombie and skeleton warrior, dozens of
As soon as the decision was relayed to the 2 Pugilists who stood at the entrance, they finally started preparation for the leap of faith. Yes, it was a great leap of faith to leave their only hope of defense which was the wall. Morales asked if there was armor and higher-grade weapons here for his and his roommates to use, but the guards said no. As they’ve never encountered a situation like this before, they normally don’t keep their weapons here in the wall. They were always kept in the town where every guard could easily have access to them. Morales was slightly disappointed on hearing that, but this did not deter him from his decision to leave. Back in the game, when undead energy completely invades a player, the player turns into a zombie. They would then suffer from disorientation; their character would go out of their control. In the end, to turn back to normal they either had to die or wait out the duration of the undead state.
Morales felt like falling down to sleep from exhaustion but he could not afford to do that as the situation didn’t permit it. After being trashed by the enormous mummified monster a few minutes ago and losing a sizeable chunk from his health points, he finally left all illusions to act cool behind and ran for his dear life. He never expected to see such a strong mummified monster in a location that was just being fed and sustained with undead energy, his confidence in his assumption was what led to the previous scenario. From then, he learned his lesson though as he never volunteered to take on any of the big undead monsters again. If you are escaping, wait for me, I’m escaping too- this became his new pledge. As soon as they escaped from the position of the defense wall, despite the mistake of leaving the gate open they did not care and ran for their lives. Because of this, zombies and skeleton warriors were already flooding the road that led
After the incident a few minutes ago, the group of escaping guards and students became more alert. After being on the run and fighting together for minutes, they already developed a certain trust for each other.When they just saw Morales and his roommates, the guards originally looked down on them a bit due to their relatively young faces but after this short journey with them, they learned to respect them.They already recognized Morales as their default leader. Not only because of his strength and knowledge, but he also had that certain demeanor that demanded respect in tense situations.Adding that to the fact that he already saved their lives numerous times, everyone in the group gave their silent consent to make him the leader.Apart from him, the 3 other dojo students could not be trifled with either.Because this was their second real battle experience after the assassination a few days ago, Chloe and the others were still spooked a bit eve
Seeing the petite little girl’s frame while pairing it with the fangs dripping dark red blood from her mouth, the rot oozing from her body, and her bat wings, all the people following Morales felt goosebumps. The contrast was too much, a small girl turning into an undead creature and wielding such power was too unreal. They heard the name that Morales called, but they had no idea what it meant. Was that the name of the girl, or was it the name of whatever possessed her? They didn’t know. Though they didn’t know, they felt fear for her. “What horror from hell was this?” Yiiiiii…!! Seeing them sprint forward in her direction, she screamed angrily before increasing her speed in the air. Hearing the weird noise made by her screaming, they shuddered in fear. Morales was unfazed by this basic intimidation technique though. After fighting undead creatures for so long, he felt rusty before, but his gut feeling told him that he was grad
A large colony of ants, that was the best equivalent that Morales could use to describe the sight that revealed itself before him and every other person in his group. They were all shocked stiff like frozen fish.Undead creatures filled their sight, not just undead but lots of undead creatures.Scriii!! Yeea! Huuiii! Hoa!If you’re looking for a cacophony of noise, this was a cacophony of noise.Seeing this scene, they came to the realization extremely fast. This was the main attack point of the main undead army summoned by the necromancer, it was not at the front road that led to the town as they expected.In a single wave, the loud noise being made by the overwhelming horde of undead creatures slammed into their ears.The extremely high decibels sound hit their ears like they were hammered by a sledgehammer, despite being supers they started bleeding from the noise and other orifices in their body immediately.Compared to the
It was already over 3 hours since it started, but it showed no signs of stopping. Every single warrior of the town whether Pugilist or Mage was tired, but none left the battlefield. Commander Cecilia released another huge firebolt spell as over a dozen of the juvenile zombies were roasted to pieces, the fire spread out a little to burn the nearby undead creatures. Her face never showed any emotion since the battle started, it just remained in its poker state as she released devastating magic spells one after another. Her every spell, even the most basic of spells always took a few dozen lives of the undead creatures. She was the main reason why the A-1 defense perimeter was still standing strong. Apart from her prowess, the confident and never-yielding vibe being exuded by her emboldened all her subordinates to follow her example and pound their hardest at the filthy creatures. Neither living nor dead, but they called them undead. The
As Morales bulldozed his way back across the sea of undead creatures, he tried to minimize his energy usage. Though he kept a cool face while speaking with the female Commander, he was feeling exhausted a bit.He was not an energy entity; he didn’t have unlimited energy. This was the one thing he hated the most about Space World, then he complained a lot to the company but here, who could he complain to?Should he complain to undead beasts? No, that would only lead to more filth being thrown at his face.Sprinting across without pause, his hands kept on doing the work that he was already familiar with, slashing skeletons and zombies apart without a care of the world while his race manipulation ability continued its dark work.After using his race specialty skills repeatedly for over a month, he already got the hang of how to better work with them.Unlike before, using them now requires less energy from him. Despite this, they were still energ