Duth slowly rose to his feet, glancing at his Hp and Mp as they regenerated slowly.Hp: 12/30Mp: 2/50It is clear he needed levels, or a few spells would put him on empty easily. 'Nearly kill him, but do not end him. I eish to exicute him myself' The knight did not respond, but he felt its agreement. It too was aware of the system.. The dead knew of it, but could not see it or interact with it. He wasnt sure how they were aware, but perhaps its the aura of the Gatekeeper that they can subtitly pick up.That said, the knight lunged at Huron. Who had not truly registered the situation yet. The knight brought its wicked blade down, Huron's Warhammer chimed. Before the knight met resistance, Huron glaring up whilst his hand gripped the deadly side of the blade. Blood trailing down its edge, before the Knight knew it Huron spartan kicked its knee, breaking bone and armor alike. The knight fell, before its torso caved in as the warhammer slammed into it, forcing the knight back with snaki
Huron stepped forward, the ground rumbled lightly. A sense of perpetual danger encompassing Duth's senses, whilst the Warhammer buzzed with torrents of lightning!ZOOM!A blast of sound followed by a conjuration of speed encasing the flying torpedo of said Warhammer! KASHZINK!Sidestepping he conjured [Barrier] to take an indirect non lethal blow! The warhammer slid off with a torrent of lightning snaking across the barrier, attempting to breach it. Duth felt the shock fighting to reach him. Granted that was the least of his problems!Huron was already on top of him. A blur of a shadow followed by a powerful punch alerted him to Huron's sudden presence! Crack! Hie Barrier cracked, followed by another, the punch did not reach him, but it did break his barrier. Huron moved to fling out another punch just as fast and deadly. Duth's rage welled up in his eyes, pouring over as a crimson aura built swiftly, expanding out in am explosion of fierce rage! [Soul fiery]Huron shot back as th
21 corpses yielded a great amount of SM, but they served to be an even greater unit. "Rise" Wicked flame engulfed the bodies, their eyes shot open. Rotting eyeballs burning away, skin drying and stretching across their bones. Equipment shifted in place. Loosely hanging on to the corpse. The mummified Huron rose, slowly lifting the warhammer. Duth chuckled "No, that's mine. You grab a sword." The mummy groaned with a whine, clearly sad about losing a good item. As he still had his- "The ring of fireball too" now the mummy wasn't willing to part with that. But Duth broke off the finger with the ring to prevent the mummy resisting. He tossed the finger and ring into his inventory, alongside the warhammer. The mummy groaned again, dissatisfied. "Relax, you have a ring of shielding" Duth booped the undead on the head before flicking his head over to his brethren. "Go join the others, we have work to do" Duth even went ahead and recharged the ring of shielding as the mummy shuffled past
Duth decided to march on the walls. Gathering a 1000 strong skeletons to serve as vanguard, whilst he poked each knight, instilling 120 SM into each of their bodies. He was made aware that SM isn't just power to him, but his undead too. At which point he made sure the 120 SM didn't fall into their overall strength, but their ability to withstand a greater yield of damage for a temporary time as damage would whittle away his implanted SM. Supposedly so they don't perish as he realized they were rather rare to him right now and losing any more would continue to be a great blow to his forces. Assuming that each normal attack against them could take 5 SM to heal whereas stronger attacks like heavy attacks would take 20 or magically strong may even take 50ish maybe 60. He had 5 knights left, he preferred if they lived longer than how they have been so far. Whilst his thoughts were on this a powerful soul signature appeared ahead. Whilst a spell materialized with 4 magical circles, the spe
Rena and Lia looked up frowning at an ancient tomb. Its entrance decrepit, stone cracked with overgrowth seeping in its nooks and crannies. Whilst old graves lay in ruin in all directions. Once large graveyard reduced to a place where only dead wander and sleep in peace. Often old memories by the dead and scary to the living. Both of them looked with a creeping concern at the stone door and its ancient written language. The carved words made no sense to them, but tracing their eyes over them, sent a shiver down their spines. It felt.. Intrusive to be here. Rena the swords woman turned away to look at dale, their wizard and scholar of mythic and ancient civilizations. He had knowledge in the field where as many others in the world weren't too keen on delving into ancients and their crimes. Granted he was like that, a wizard who loved books and forbidden arts. Not something many will walk the path of, its dangerous just reading those arts. Unfortunately wizards or mages really weren't
Lia shivered as her group stepped down the corridor into the tomb which descended with a staircase. Only after a few minutes did they reach the first floor. Only Lia jumped at the sheer amount of corpses. If any were to rise just a few would be a horror show. She quickly turned to run up the stairs. "Nope, i told you this is a bad idea!"BOOM*Lia's heart skipped a beat as her face paled, not even halfway up the stair case and she was faced with her groups consequences. The stone door to this tomb, it slammed shut.. They were stuck in here with many undead possibility of hundreds of undead even.Panicking she looked down at the worried faces of her companions. Of course its dark, but Dale had the bright idea to create a miniature sun for some torch effects.. No pun intended of course.."Dale was that supposed to happen?" She looked at the wizard quizzically, did he forget to mention it? She only felt more panic when his answer was a frown and a slow shake
[Lich system]Name: DuthLv[1][Stats]Hp: 10/10Mp:15/15SP: 0SM: 5Skills: fire missile[Lv.1], raise dead[Lv.1], Harvest[Lv.1]Passives: 25% Magic Resistance, Soul life vision, Mana Regen, Cold auraTabs: [store][craft][inv][upgrades][evolution][system upg]-lockedOh? So i am weak right now. Thats not a lot of health nor Mp, but i find this system a tad faulty. Maybe I need to upgrade the system? Hmm going to have to get back on that later.SP=Soul Points: [Soul points are used for crafting dead entities like dragons, and upgrading]SM=Soul Mass: [Soul Mass is the substance needed to raise the dead, set new bases, evolve and extend your power via just being there and upgrades to self. More uses are explained when system is ungraded]WHAT!Dragons?!Imagine! 10 story titans who are armored like mountains, can breath molten fire that can melt diamond and even use magic as if they were the incarn
After his death, Duth had only mourned as long as he could before seeing his cousin again. Still remembering the lich who broke her neck. Yet when you also die, mourning for life can quickly be forgotten. He saw his friends family and even pets again. The soul realm was certainly a hard one to explain. It didn't have landscape or cities, no it had what the soul wanted. What it was content with. You could call it your own little paradise that gave you actual satisfaction from your happiness. Span that into eternity and anyone may actually find themselves content with their new ever changing reality.He had no idea how long its been in the living world, as far as he could recall times in dimensions were different. Not that you can visit the soul realm with ease. Nor any realm for that matter. The energy required is to put in perspective.. insane, like planetary level. So how did the mortals access the soul realm and find ways to power their magics further?He unfortu