Necromancer Oc Mga Nobela at Kwento

Class: Necromancer Aura: Demonic Aura (Purple) Level: 0/60 Exp:0/2000 HP:1100 CON:110 (1 CON= 10HP) DEF:300 DEX:60 (1DEX= 5 DEF) ATK:75 STR:25 (1 STR= 3 ATk) MP: 210 INT:42 (1INT= 5MP) Speed :47 AGI:47 (1 AGI = 1 Speed) [Skills: Gluttony(Epic).Stealth(Mystic), Enhanced(Elite), Calm down(U), Amplify(Mystic), Poison Mastery(Elite),Biokinesis(Elite), Dash(ELite), Restriction(Elite), Toxikinesis(Mystic)] [Class skills- Resurrect(Elite) Negate(Elite)] [Curse of Sloth] {System skill: Analyse(UeX)} {Unique EX Skill: Experience of Another life}

Jace grew impatient because this wasn't the type of information he's searching for. "Does it say if any could have survived or how to identify one?" Jace pushed. Simon eyed him curiously. "Uh necromancers hide in the guise of children to allow them to move through the world undetectable. Most can only speak to the dead but the powerful ones can travel to The Hallow and bring the dead back. They don't have souls so they trade for them. Meaning they will bring your loved one back but it'll cost you your soul or someone else's. Why are you interested in this anyway?" Simon asked growing skeptically. Jace straightened and tried to appear nonchalant.

Amidst the flickering candlelight in her grand chamber, Constantine stood before a gathering of her fellow witches. The room was charged with an atmosphere of palpable tension, and the air seemed to thicken as she began to speak. "Witches of our coven," Constantine's voice rang out, commanding the attention of all who were present. Her eyes, gleaming with a newfound darkness, surveyed the assembly. "As your Supreme Sorcerer, I stand before you with grave news. A prophecy, one of ancient origins, threatens our existence."

Reyna- Before we left the INN, we ran into a female Fairy, NPC. She was very absent-minded as she searched frantically for something. I remembered seeing the NPC on multiple levels, but I didn’t recall meeting her on this level. Her name was Thane, and she was always misplacing stuff. It was a somewhat unnecessary quest, as the only thing that could be received as a reward was a material called Dlarun, which was used to craft basic weapons or could be sold at the market for a few gold pieces.

He had some candles everywhere, books scattered to the sides, and some rats were even walking around. I blinked. I don’t recognize him, but I know him. If I’m not mistaken, he’s the necromancer who could do almost anything. “Please make me stronger,” I said without thinking. The necromancer looked at me “Who are you? Your blood is very active.”

Even if she was the best in her field, Alaric's words made sense. "Alright… I will teach you Necromancing… but… you have to create an army once you learn it." "I don't want to learn that shit… I am not a cult member who would perform a ritual for shitty things like Necromancing. It consumes a lot of power and soul. I have no strength to deal with it…" he shook his head and poured himself a glass of bourbon… "If you don't accept the offer, we might kill that little human you seemed interested in…" Adna threatened Alaric.

He answered. "Creating our group?" Nicolai tilted his head. "You're great in rapping, are you not?" Nicolai dropped his spoon and so his jaw. What kind of mindset that Owen suddenly has now? He never thought of this kind of plans before. Owen was only focusing on his own love life before and never ever think about his future before. "Wait, so you're telling me, you're going to take us with your group? What's that? K-pop or P-pop?" Nicolai rubbed his forehead due to frustration.

"No, it's just a summon. I'm a necromancer." That was surprising. There weren't a lot of necromancers among Mages since it was one of the most difficult classes to master. And I could tell this guy was already a Master, despite being so young. You know those stereotypes of necromancers being old men or creepy-looking cult leaders? Well, it's because mastering necromancy takes decades, or if you take shortcuts it takes a toll on your body and mind. Unless you were especially gifted, which I suspect this guy is. The air around him fairly sizzled with power despite his efforts to hide it.

Eric guy it's me onto one of the beds to give me a check up and Lucas put me down on it. However, my eyes are focused on Aliya, “So, why would a necromancer be in the forest? And why would he target you?” Aliya’s smile is cool, “When a necromancer killed something or he spreads his poison, he keeps drawing the dead energy from it. This is where witches and necromancers clash. Witches have the ability to purify the dead energy. Thus, robbing the necromancer of his source of power. When the necromancer kills, he's able to control those bodies. This goes against nature and witches are the most inherent part of nature which is why we cannot allow this to happen.”

I love it. “The reason you are so sought after is because of your ability to practice necromancy magic, dark magic. Necromancy comes from the idea that with death, energy is no depleted nor restored but can be weak enough to be manipulated. After death, supernatural creatures are placed into limbo for judgment. This is your shot to reach in and pull them out. There is nothing to it.” I explained to her, trying my hardest not to smirk else she would think something was up.