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I cast another spell, this time summoning an army of fierce spirits to fight alongside me. The spirits materialize, their eyes glowing with a fierce intensity. With a wave of my hand, they charge towards the Silver Hunters, their ghostly claws tearing through the air. The Hunters are taken aback, but they're also prepared. They've been practicing their magic, and one of them casts a spell that sweeps through my spirits, decimating them. My heart sinks. This will be even harder than I thought. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Heather running away. She's made it to safety.

I looked for his large black wolf again, and was relieved to see he was still fighting. Another howl went up, and the Crescent’s moved in with yet more vampires. They came in from behind the general that was conjuring the disablement charm and began to savagely tear through any mage they could get their fangs, swords or claws into. The surprise had worked again, and Atlas took the opportunity to rip the head of the general that had been doing the disablement charm. Immediately the effects of the charm ended. The warriors that were now freed, attacked the mages with a new ferocity that took my breath away. I saw at least 20 mages fall.

The bartender’s eyes immediately glazed over before it returned to its original state. Perfect. “I am here for a necromancy spellbook,” I stated before I pulled out an envelope full of cash. The bartender nodded and walked away. I guess I am supposed to follow him now. Shortly after he walked away, I followed him, and we came upon a library full of dusty old books. There was a magical block in front of the books which prevents anyone from just walking in and taking them. These books are usually cursed and upon successfully stealing them, you are then possessed by a force that makes you return the object. Upon returning it, you will be prosecuted indefinitely.

Pissed at myself for pushing away the one thing in my life that I loved more than my need for retribution against Ricci. *************************** AUTHOR NOTE: Sorry for delays with updates! I promise they will be coming in more consistent. phantom is almost over. Book 2 in the Elite series will be shortly following. If you like the story please rate, comment, and review! Thank you !

"What of it?" "In the past there was a group called necromancers, they were vampires who discovered a way to become stronger through drinking the right type of blood" Raphael gave her a glance "Every being on earth has their own special blood, but drink that of a high alpha werewolf, and a noble vampire, it opens a whole new world of possibility" "What does a necromancer do?" Rebecca asked. "Dark magic, bring the dead back to life, some want to use its power to conquer the world, me, I want to cure the vampire curse"

he stopped doing a neck slit motion with his hand " or much worse insane." "Shut the fuck up!" I growled. " I haven't given up hope yet" "Oh, well, I wish you luck. Be careful though, they say Malcolm is deadly. The reincarnate of the devil. Even your first order witch girlfriend is no match for him." First order? What did he mean by that? Mollie was still a second order. " First order? Mollie? " "Ohh, you haven't heard." "No. And Mollie is not my girlfriend."

Her green eyes sparkle with excitement. “You truly are amazing Queen Nefertari. In all the paths that I foresaw, I did not think this was the one we would be going down. This path will not be easy, teaching so many to master magic in such a short amount of time is a great feat,” Nathalia emphasizes with a smile. A wide grin spreads across Alec’s face, as she turns to face her sister. “They do not need to master magic, they just need to learn enough to throw off the enemy,” Alec adds.

The light of that ring grew brighter and brighter, and soon it caught even Red Rose’s attention. “What’s that mad man up to this time?” the Barbarian Primogenitor wondered as she smashed another Wind Demon into the ground; however, she had barely conceived the thought when the ground around her began to tremble. “I will show you why Necromancers are regarded as Dark Earth Hybrids. Stand, Blood Golems.”

His ultimate goal required an army of zombies that kept growing at an exponential rate, until there were so many that nothing could stand before them. At present, any bodies he reanimated were clumsy, slow moving creatures, but once he fully destroyed the seal, he expected that to change. Long dead corpses would always be slow, but the more recently deceased should be capable of moving almost as fast as living humans, making them far more dangerous. He wished he could have reached this level of success a century ago, before the armies of the world became so mightily armed with modern weapons of destruction. He was still learning back then, though, and he hadn’t had the black waziri to aid h

💉Tiara p.o.v 💉 It's time for the first prey to be sacrificed. I took off my bracelet and turn to half a bat and half of my vampiress's face, and disappeared into the thin air. I got to his house and decided to play some tricks on him, I started changing the light in his sitting room to different colours. I can see how scary he was, I used my necromancy power to break his plates and anything breakable in his kitchen at least he will die today, even when I finish draining his blood I will still demolish his apartment so as not to leave any traces for investigation.