Essence Of The Undead Legend Novels & Stories

(De Lata is a Filipino slang term for canned foods) Anyway, back to reality. Who called me earlier? Where’s that voice came from? Am I already dead? Hmmm... it looks like the answer is yes. I can’t feel my body anymore—whether I’m in pain or not. To confirm whether I was dead or not, I slowly opened my eyes. I was shocked of what had greeted me—it was a complete nothingness. I quickly crawled around and it felt like I was suspended on the air. I am not in the burning hospital building anymore. The place where I am now is covered with endless darkness. Is it black out here or what? I can’t see any light. And the whole area is so peaceful, too.

But Aaron did not care for Gabe had foreshadowing something bad will happen. “Come on, we don’t have much time,” Gabe said as he was vampire speeding across the forest as Aaron was following him. He can be restless when he wanted to, Aaron thought of his cousin, smiling when they came across the fire that was burning the only village that stayed close to the ruins that could bring them to the sanctuary that had been founded by their ancestors centuries ago.

Arius gaze flickered to my hands a couple of times before they settled on my face. “I can give you an army but when you return, you will not be allowed a part in fighting, this way, I can guarantee that your position will always be secured and besides, you will be okay. They are not undead creatures. They just have a collective thought and power beyond what any of us can imagine. This is the best offer I can give you.” “I want my army with no strings attached, I am tired of your extra terms which keeps increasing without stopping.” I gritted out.

She apologized as Rayleigh got to her feet. "No. Let her loose." Rayleigh told her as she held her wrist. "She has bigger balls than you do." "You're right." Lily agreed. "Azura is my strength. I need her for what I need to get done." The ground quaked beneath their feet. The waters swayed high as bubbles of black ichor formed and popped on the surface. Claws and hooves swatted at the water as bodies merged from the depths of the lake. But as each body came forth, each was stuck to one another, with the ichor acting as its glue. A monstrous glob of animal and Human carcasses emerged from the cold water. Heads with glowing eyes gazed about aimlessly while it attempted to crawl towards the emb

“The myth of the night where the Great vampire prince, awakens. The one who has the ability to make the dead undead?” “I don’t believe in those legends or myths, Garza. I’ll just see my parents as soon as possible and be done with it,” I replied him. “You might not believe it, child. But be careful, for whoever awakens him, becomes his bride till eternity,” I scoffed at his words, breathing it off and leaving Julian with him as he had bad feeling about literally everything. Here is me now, presently. I’m trying not to be scared because from my experience in horror movies, ghosts didn’t made people die. It was themselves.

“I’d think you’d be begging for more.” When he threw his head back while laughing at his own sick humor, Edwin seized the moment and twisted from beneath him. Before the vampire could grasp what was happening, he grabbed his head with both hands and pulled with all his might. A loud popping sound pummeled his eardrums as the vampire’s body fell limp to the ground. Not wanting to take a chance on the vampire coming back to life, and remembering a scene from the Twilight saga, he tossed a lit match on the headless body. It immediately burst into flames.

He looked like everything that defined the word 'Mystic' A few moments passed and they fell to the ground and turned back to their usual human form. They looked sick, exhausted, and nauseous....for indeed, it was not an easy journey they had embarked on. It was the journey of essences — where weaker spirits commune with a stronger and superior spirit. The initiation rites were complete, what was left was to seal the ritual with the drinking of blood from the skull pot. The last but most important rite of all. It was that one journey where darkness overshadowed light.

If all the undead here come out of sanctuary, Undead would be able to destroy a few of the weak countries out there on the surface. It became level 16 after conquering the entire upper floor of the Undead Sanctuary. His stature became quite satisfactory in his eyes, especially his strength attribute. His strength attribute was now over a hundred. He could now literally punch a hole in iron without causing any damage. He also collected enough souls to use the [Soul Reaper] effect. He used it twice and increased his dexterity and intelligence. He finally balanced his agility and dexterity. This made it faster.

Before answering, Ingrid took a new spoonful of the disgusting oatmeal “although your reasoning is valid for the simple undead like Zombies and Skeletons; beings like the Lich, the vampires and the mummies are something totally different " "What do you mean?" asked with a trembling voice Anna, Hugo's wife and Marcel's mother. Ingrid tasted the oatmeal on her palate before answering “simple, among the undead there are three categories of consciousness; the unreasonable, who are the weakest and most numerous type of undead, if not under control, are very similar to wild animals " "Don't all the undead hate the living?" asked Heidi rhetorically, Emrich's wife and mother of Myriam and Cassandra.

It was as if they weren’t affected in the slightest… Agatha spoke up. “It’s useless. The Undead are, in fact, ‘undead,’ so nuclear weapons won’t do much to them. We had nuclear weapons during ancient times too. Even with modern technology, we can’t actually injure the Undead with these…” “The Undead developed from law power, so we must use law power if we want to kill them off. By destroying their harmony, we’ll be able to stop them from reviving.”