Absolute Necromancer Wiki Novels & Stories

His jaw is set, and I can see the wheels turning behind his eyes. The telling of it was exhausting. Every detail—Hera’s visit, the curse, the reincarnations, the gypsy witches’ sacrifice. Kieran did most of the talking, his voice steady and factual, while I filled in the emotional gaps. Kael’s fingers drum against his desk. “What you’re saying is that we have the same enemy: the necromancer.” He pauses, his frustration evident. “But we’re no closer to identifying him.” “No,” Kieran confirms.

And with that, everyone aside from the Zorondans who entered the heritage zone were dead! Over five hundred youths, dozens of fief elders, three patriarchs from each faction, two fief lords, and the chief of the Alliance… None of them got away, all of them becoming fertilizer for the Coffin of the Gods! From lords, heirs, and Scion-ranked patriarchs to Caleb, they were weeds to be rooted out! And high up in the air, he was once again slowly raising his greatsword. "Apocalyptic Dragonflame, First Style—Dragonbreath!"

Liora had returned, watching my flank, her guilt bleeding into every strike. We cut through them. Until the center opened. And then I saw him. Aedric’s corpse still lay where I had left it days ago, pierced through the heart. But he stood now, behind it, reborn or reassembled, eyes hollow and wrong. Necromancy. Old. Forbidden. He smiled, lips cracked with dried blood. “You missed,” he said. I should have known death wouldn't be enough. He raised his hand, and the corpses of our fallen rose with him.

The words almost seemed, in itself, a prophecy: a heathen superstition; for only the dead knew the end. And yet, the church bore its own prophecy. Dregor Ner Nurel had prophesied in his old age as he succumbed to the poison of a touched. It is said that so great was his faith that he reached from the corruption of the touched to reveal a future only the dead should see. Sethlzaar was not Alsipin that he would so comfortably speak of the heathen ways with ease. Although the boy's tales were mostly of the touched. "Do you know the words?" There was hope in Alsipin's voice and Sethlzaar almost felt bad at the thought of dashing them.

Ana asks through the mindlink, like I'd know why he's suddenly shifted into this serious, studious guy. "I have no idea. Maybe his dad's said something, or maybe he needs to prove something after what went down with the rogues." Ana is the only other person who vaguely knows the truth about what happened with the rogues. I know I can trust her not to tell anyone I helped fight off the rogues, even if she did no one would believe her but I had to tell her, she knew I wouldn't have just stood there while Abaddon played the hero. I left out the part about him having wolfsbane in his system though, that's a personal thing that I don't quite understand yet.

The warriors jumped back in shock at the sight of the familiar symbol from the ancient text on the floor. "Alpha," Russell called through the link, "we have a situation. You need to see this.

" You will have a magic ward." "Wow, that's so cool. And what again." " Patient wolf, your first power is Telekinesis. Mind over matter. Distant mental influence. Whatever you care to call the paranormal ability to move chairs, bend spoons and cook ready meals with the power of thought, so that will be the first ability you must master "Wow!!!." "Well that's just the beginning. Now these are the other thirty four awesome powers you get once you break the curse." Aerona: The ability to see and understand all forms of illness.

Pieces of its brain sprang to the floor. This man is Azrael Cross. A legendary assassin under The Association, he has completed several high-level assassinations including big mafia bosses and drug cartel bosses. These high-level assassinations were attempted by many but only Azrael was able to do so, the member of The association had great respect for him. Click! Click! Azrael's camera sounds. He took a photo of Leo's body to confirm his death to his client and this is also one of the required procedures that the assassin must follow no matter what happens. After that, he immediately sent these photos to them.

💉Tiara p.o.v 💉 It's time for the first prey to be sacrificed. I took off my bracelet and turn to half a bat and half of my vampiress's face, and disappeared into the thin air. I got to his house and decided to play some tricks on him, I started changing the light in his sitting room to different colours. I can see how scary he was, I used my necromancy power to break his plates and anything breakable in his kitchen at least he will die today, even when I finish draining his blood I will still demolish his apartment so as not to leave any traces for investigation.