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Dozens of them. Almas. Nyxes. Even one that looked like Lena, young, fierce, eyes like knives. “Dear God” Lena whispered. Roman muttered, “This isn’t science. This is necromancy.” And at the far end of the lab stood Lucien. He wore a crown of neural wires, plugged into a mainframe that throbbed with energy. “You made it,” he said, voice amplified. “Just in time to witness your own extinction.” Alma stepped forward. “Why? Why keep building more of me?”

Necromancy/ Necro Magic COMING SOON - BBP |•| TUOH BOOK 2 Necromancy is a system of magic where by the possessor has access to the creepy abilities. Note that necromancy is not an ability that can be performed by anyone. No one apart from a necromancer can perform necromancy apart from the goddesses of Magic. Necromancy can be performed by only, the goddess of magic, Morgana, as the only living goddess of magic that has a debut in BBP. Abilities you should be expecting a future necromancer of BBP to have ;

Osiris frowns, but takes a seat, his eyes fixed on Nero, bracing himself for what comes next. “Nero found out something about Morana,” I start, trying to ease into the conversation, “about her wolf.” Osiris’s brow furrows in confusion. “Morana? What about her wolf?” “It’s not just her wolf, Osiris,” Nero takes over. “When I used my Alpha Sight on Morana, I found out that there’s something attached to it called a Meraloth—an ancient entity that feeds on memories. And we believe it’s responsible for the memory losses both you and Camellia experienced.”

"What does the necromancer offer them?" "Immortality," I answered, my fingers tightening on the parchment until the dry hide groaned. "The Dark Master knows the elders are terrified of the High Council's purges and the loss of their ancestral titles. He is offering them the ultimate temptation: direct infusion of pure Eclipse necrotic flesh-magic."

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.

It's fairly obvious he's going to be Abaddon's Beta, they've been inseparable for as long as I can remember and so he'll need a mate that wants to stay here too. I'm pretty sure Ana has a crush on him, even if she won't admit it. Just like Abaddon and Levi, Gene has girls throwing themselves at him and Ana believes in true love, she wants to be the one, not one of many. So, even though she ogles him shamelessly when she thinks I can't see her, the only way she'd be with him is if he never touched another girl again. I'm not sure he'll do that until he finds his mate.

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.

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.