Necromancer Anime Novels & Stories

Natalia asked calmly. The soldiers looked at each other before answering the queen. "We saw him, dear queen. He fought the demons and he was with someone." This behavior made Natalia frown. "He had a necromancer with him who was the reason why we won the war." Natalia was unable to speak immediately, especially after hearing the term necromancer. This is one of the terms that Wysteria fears. Everyone knows the necromancer and how dangerous it is. "How come he has a necromancer with him? A necromancer is a demon. Maybe you just made a mistake?!" Natalia hit her table and the soldiers hit her. They were surprised by Natalia's behavior.

He began to crawl further into the darkness, feeling the path the voice wanted him to follow. As he crawled, a strange feeling invaded his battered body. He felt as if he were near a fire that caused damage without heat. Again, he felt that he must remember something, but he didn't know what. -"Lord of the Necromancers" Her back arched violently as a thousand stars exploded in her broken mind. The scattered debris fell inward, glowing, incandescent. "I am a Necromancer. I am… the Lord of Necromancers." His mouth was not used to uttering sounds and the words came out hesitantly.

“What you’re doing is illegal.” “So is sucking the blood from innocent humans!” Jo retorted. “Or at least it used to be! Before President Crimsoncrotch and his cronies took office. Look. At. Me.” Slowly, the monster lowered his arm, revealing the steel grey eyes that assured Jo one pull of her trigger would end him. She didn’t hesitate. As he opened his eyes to make another plea for his life, her finger flinched, pulling back the tiny piece of metal that let fly a larger projectile, this one exploding between his eyes and leaving him staring into her own blankly for a half a second before he dissipated into a pile of black ash, mingled with piss.

she trailed off staring at nothing. "Mage...isn't mage similar to a wizard?" Xavier asked hesitantly. "No!" Jade replied defiantly. "A mage is a wizard, yes, but he is a wizard who has chosen the dark path, a mage is a wizard who practices dark magic. A normal wizard wouldn't dare to do so, its forbidden", Jade's irises had red rings around them. She was upset and angry. Xaver just nodded. He understood where she was coming from. He knew the feeling. When a werewolf went rogue, he felt the same anger and remorse. No king or queen wanted their people to choose the wrong path.

I was again startled by an unknown voice, right beside my ear. I turned to find a very old looking man. He wasn't human, neither was he a wolf. " I wouldn't touch this, if I were you. " he said, smiling at me. " However, if you like, I can show you what happened to him, just before he died. " Normally, I would have pounced on anyone, who would dare to give me such atrocious advice. But I lifted my hand towards him, automatically. He smiled again and took my arm, then with another arm, grabbed the hand of my subordinate, who was dead.

/ ~“Do you really think they won’t kill you when you go back? Poor, naive little sister. You took Camellia’s memories and had her shipped to a different country while she was pregnant. Nero will never—” /“Don’t believe its words, Morana! It’s trying to weaken your resolve so it can take over, you need to stay strong!”/ Scythe roars. /“Turn back and ask for help! Your brothers will never leave you to fight this thing alone. Please trust me for once!”/ ~“You made Nero lose five years with his son—”~ /“No, that wasn’t you, it was this thing! You would never have done that, Morana, please believe me! Go home!”/

I snarl in her mind, taking control like I had to do once before, holding on to her sanity which, in her mind, is a mental version of her physical body. As I mentally hold my sobbing mate, I watch, helpless, as Eliane begins boiling Revalor alive. I can hear him screaming that he concedes, but she doesn’t care and I realize what’s happened, why Ancalagon had that look on his face when he faced Eliane. Iniko’s death has made this very powerful dragon feral. There’s only one dragon who is capable fighting against her and that’s Ancalagon.

Just when I thought I was winning, Xavier pushed me back harder till I landed on the ground heating my head. Nyx winced in pain blood sizzling down. *You think you are strong huh?” His voice was loud in my head. I growled as his claws scratched my fur. Nyx snared in pain trying to fight back but his grip was tight. “You are no Enigma… Once an Omega always an Omega, don’t you ever forget that.” His canines sunk into my throat, Nyx howling in pain as everything started fading. "Sage..." I whispered as though I could feel him but couldn’t tell.

Well, at least I finally got something I can do as a mage, right? Water splintered like glistening crystals as I turned and followed the rhythm with precision. I closed my eyes as I continued on my track, there was another smooth splash. Once again, I turned and leaped a little, then faced the audience and opened my eyes. I thought I'd see my expectants watching me in awe. But to my surprise, my line of vision was directed to a pair of unfamiliar pitch black eyes, the darkest shade of black I've ever seen in my whole life.

I hold onto a bookshelf, my head spinning. "It's a lot to take in," Alice says. "I know." I wipe my brow with the back of my hand. Did I really just accept that I'm a non-human? I laugh, but the sound is hollow. How could I be so stupid? Alice touches my shoulder. "It's okay. I know it's a lot, but you'll get used to it." I'm not sure I want to. "There are more than werewolves, though," she adds. "There are witches, and vampires, and succubi—"