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"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."

Sam's POV I had no choice! Even though I knew that the road ahead was full of traps and social warfare, I still had to continue. Fortunately, everything had just begun and there was room to turn things around! Since God had given me a chance to relive my tragic life, I must not let this second chance go to waste! To be reborn at this moment was a twist of fate, compensation and also a challenge! The endless hushed and expectant voices filled my ears. just like in my past life. I was so overwhelmed that I started feeling dizzy but I was still as compliant as a wooden mannequin.

But aside from that, the Necromancer Hunt was also established. A massive amount of gold, silver and properties are promised to the one who will be able to kill the Necromancer all because the one who is being hunted is the only Necromancer alive in the whole kingdom. Saiya raised her hand and as soon as it cast a shadow on the floor, Greyn appeared beside her. "I'm the only necromancer alive, right?" Greyn answered with a nod. "Then who might be the necromancer hiding at Akashia Village a month ago?" TO BE CONTINUED

Of a warmth he could no longer reach. When he woke again, days later, he was still weak. Still human-passing. Still hidden. [STATUS:] Level: 1 Species Flags: LOCKED Alpha Dominance: SEALED Vampire Sovereignty: SEALED Only one thing remained active. [PASSIVE TRAIT:] Bloodline Echo — UNKNOWN FUNCTION Alpha stared at the ceiling of his new life, unaware of the chaos his rebirth had already caused. Multiple Alphas would rise. Multiple vampire royals would claim crowns.

She whispered to her reflection: “If they want me… they’re not ready for what happens next.” Because Sheraphina wasn’t the same fragile girl she’d been before rebirth. She had survived death once. She wouldn’t bow to the shadows now.

Elara called, kneeling beside her and shaking her shoulders. There was no cognitive response. Arabella’s eyes fluttered open, but they were unfocused, drowning in a chemical haze. To her, Elara was nothing but an angelic, crimson blur calling from across a vast distance. Arabella reached out a hand, her limbs weak and sluggish. The heat was too much—it seared through her skin and pooled in her veins like molten lead. Instinctively, she began to claw at the neckline of her own gown, seeking a relief that wouldn't come.

Marek stood up and pace up and down. the curse nature bestow on Lucian and Dylan was that every hundredth year of living, their soul will be taken from their body to receive their punishment for a hundred years before returning to their body and just like how people die and decay, the two brothers will be kept lock in a coffin for a hundred year which they will be dead to the world, their body will rot and decay and when it a year for them to return to the same decayed body it will take it beautiful form back. "So cruel, can't we just look for a human girl and let uncle mate with her,"

Zane ordered the golem, and the golem opened the Ver De Terre's mouth, wide open for the Exploblast to shoot inside it and blast a hole in its back, killing it instantly. Clarisse felt victorious, Zane was tired, and Lucia ran out of energy. Zane runs to Lucia, this time, he's the one lending a hand to help her stand. Zane inhaled deeply and said, "you two did a good job, I couldn't do anything useful but just command for a little." "How did you summon that War Golem? It's a grandmaster-level spell," Lucia was intrigued and smiled. "I had a potion for it. When I ran to grab my sword, I saw it. That's why I grabbed it cause I thought 'why not' since it's no harm to be overprotective," Zane bl

I want to go there and learn to how to fight. I don’t know where Gladys is, I think I might have lost her but since I met her out of the danger range, she should be fine… I saw Ox carts passing through the borders as I was mindlessly walking and ran towards it. It seems the villagers are leaving the village. I managed to board one of the carts so that I might go to my destination aka The Death Hub… This time, I’m coming back to the city as Deirdre… I don’t need anyone to correct my name. I no longer have the identity crisis of who is Dove and Deirdre … I’m now Deirdre.

And as the plant or the tree or goblin grew old, the essence of life diminished, and the essence of death grew stronger. Necromancy. When a person died, his bones would remain imbued with the essence of death and necromancers could manipulate it at will. They could raise the remains of the dead, creating abominable creatures, or use it as an earth mage would a rock. The only magic that could stop it was life magic. No other element had the power to destroy the magic of death.