Death Mage Fourth Time Novels & Stories

-4 Weeks Later- The dead began walking. Not in full. Not yet. But enough. Bodies pulled from old battlefields. From forgotten graves. From cursed soil beneath abandoned ruins. Hagetha did not need soldiers. She needed bodies that didn’t question orders. Mindless things stitched together with dark magic and older hatred. And witches came too. Not many. But enough. Those who had sworn loyalty to her centuries ago when Lucian first fell. They returned now. Answering her call like a prayer finally answered. Damon called them “border anomalies.” I called them scouts. Because they weren’t testing if we would survive. They were testing how long it would take us to fall.

I was still so weak from my earlier spell. "I will, soon enough. But I have something to tell you…" Tamera said gravely, so that I was forced to look at her and pay attention. "What is it? What do you have to tell me that can’t be said back at Elijah's pack land?" "it's related to what you just witnessed. What you just saw is happening in real time. Damien raised those dead people, and is making minions out of them. And you can guess where he's sending them to." Tamera said and I thought for a moment before gasping in shock.

He raised his hand gently, and the purple flames around him began to condense and shrink. The Heaven and Earth Cage began to shrink, and the Fourth Demon Lord was like a fish trapped in a net. The fishing net began to shrink. His struggle and roar were in vain. "Chu the Devil, if you kill me today, you will be killed by the First Demon Lord in the future. You will die miserably. Your relatives, your friends, and the ants on Earth will all die. All of you will die!" The voice of the Fourth Demon Lord became weaker and weaker. Gradually, it was inaudible. He had been refined into nothingness by the purple flames. His divine soul was suffering indescribable pain.

The fourth child smiled sadly. You already tried. And failed. How? He looked at the doorway. Because the future you're trying to save... has already begun. The chamber shook. A massive crack appeared across the ceiling. Darkness poured through. The fourth child raised his hand. I stared at him. What is happening? He looked at me with tears in his eyes. The future has found us. And then a voice echoed from above. A voice I recognized. The End. The final war has begun.

Other than that, only the first half of a step beyond the level of an expert who climbs up to the other side to create a world mode can live to the next era. The three Great Primordial Sinister Orders were all over Cadell Brian, both sides could not resolve the blood debt. Cadell Brian absolutely can't let him climb to the next level, on the contrary, he will chase and kill him to the end. A ripple flashed, The Dreadful Warlock, the entire mountain The Infernal Archmage also quickly disappeared, activated the secret method, took The Malevolent Society, The Sinister Order and escaped with the God of the Holy Land. "Half step to escape!! Really a monster!! However, can control the Sacred Talis

“You must find him. For all of us.” “But where is he?” she asked. “He does not live in this time,” he answered. “You will have to go back, further.” Caitlin’s mind spun. Go back in time? Again? The vampire nodded, and the hundreds of vampires in the room came forward and crowded around them, in a tight circle. The three vampires stepped forward, and each held out a jewel-encrusted chalice, filled with a white liquid. “White blood,” he said. “The holiest of bloods. You must each take three sips.”

Ahlum said, regaining her posture, going back to join Sir Zuka and others while all of them turned to Katastrofi again, prepared for his next attack. “You shall regret your actions now.” Snarling, he tapped his scythe again and called upon another dimension to the real world, much harder and darker than the one they had faced till now. “Requiem Of Blood.” Upon casting this spell, the night grew darker with crimson shades, horrifying everyone when the scarlet clouds began to emerge as from them Angels of death emerged. In their black robes, faces hidden and holding the scythe to steal the souls of whoever skin they would graze.

With bright eyes, Lyla said, “I saw you summon dozens of powerhouses in the Quasi Daelcon Rank. All of their powers were at your disposal. Where did they come from?” James raised his eyebrows before pointing at the void. “Are they from Forladtt Land?” Lyla stared at James. “Are they from the fourth layer? Can you bring me there?” James grabbed Lyla’s arm and disappeared. In a flash, they appeared in the fourth layer of Forladtt Land. The fourth layer was at a higher level than the battlefield where James reached the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank’s Ninth Tribulation last time. In that layer were eighty-nine living beings’ main selves above the peak of the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank’s Ninth Tribulation.

It was hard for me to find the right time to hurt him because he was moving fast and it got faster when he saw my blood. When I saw the right time, I immediately kicked him in the stomach and then slapped his face causing him to step back. I took the cloth that was in my shoe and then threw it at him. It hit his left arm. I was surprised when he arrived in front of me. Using his two hands, he scratched me hard causing me to fly. Good thing I crossed my arms to protect myself. I groaned as my back hit a tree. I looked at him while struggling with pain. My eyes widened when he raised one of his hands and something... black smoke came out. Wait... what?! Is that... black magic? Is this a dream!

He was completely unharmed as he stared at Madeline silently. Damien was surprised he had never seen a elf wield a scythe before, not even a halfling. "Get out of my way...it's her I want..." Madeline said coldly as she focused on Merka, who was completely frozen on the ground. Damien snapped Merka's neck...spilling blood everywhere. Madeline knitted her brows angrily..."you why did you kill her..." Damien smiled as he placed two fingers on Madeline's forehead, "Go to sleep."