Scourge Necromancer Novels & Stories

“Several of the insiders we found have been sent in from other branches.” “Is there any identification on who or what group we're dealing with?” Zacharias nodded and a screen behind him showed an insignia. It resembled the sun with seven rays. “We found this on all the bodies. It was burnt off but I've managed to restore it enough to figure it out.” He explained. Necromancer classes have the ability to restore corpses to a certain condition. But it doesn't give him the ability to bring back the dead. “The Mythos Guild, huh,” one of the directors grumbled. “We need to focus on strengthening our security.”

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}

I took the hospital gown which Nicole had thrown over to me and quickly disappeared behind the curtain I had changed behind earlier on, shifting back into my human form, I hissed as I finally felt the effects of the wound. The pain was worse than what I had been feeling in my neck two days' ago and when I looked down at the size of the wound, I knew that I was going to have another scar to add to the collection I was slowly gathering. But at least this one was a real battle wound. Damn silver. I am going to have to have words with the Moon Goddess about that. You do that and perhaps I won't have a hideous scar to show for my idiocy once the would heals.

He stands so still it’s almost as if he’s carved from marble. Those golden eyes track my movements as I force myself across the ballroom floor. The Bloody Prince has a wild look about him, something untamed despite the clear evidence of an attempt to look civilized. And, behind those eyes, his wolf waits. I can smell it on him. The wrongness.

Her nails scraped against my lips, rubbing hard. "You little brat," she snapped. "Your father and I are working ourselves to the bone for your grandma, and your sister is so upset she can't even eat. And here you are, dolling yourself up?" She rubbed until my lip split. Blood smeared across her hand. Disgusted, she shoved me away. Then, with a voice that cut through the ward like shattered glass, she yelled, "A girl your age wearing makeup? Are you even studying anymore? Do you want to be a prostitute?"

They were somehow also unaffected by her waves of ultrasonic shrieks and necromancy. To me, it was all in a blur, as I was barely alive, lying on the floor and gurgling the blood mixed with my venom. I don’t think I can hold on for much longer. The deaths of my warriors and her shrieks are taking a toll on me, although Sentaya’s other abilities do not touch me as I am a necromancer, too. One of the things I clearly saw while lying helpless on the ground and writhing in pain was Nexelex sidling behind Sentaya.

[You summoned the following Monsters] [Skeleton Soldier (Normal-Rank+++)] [Skeleton Soldier (Normal-Rank+++)] [Skeleton Magician (Unique-Rank)] [Poisonous Scarab (Normal-Rank+++)] [Skeleton General (Unique+)] [Giant Desert Scorpion (Unique)] [Skeleton Priest (Unique+)] [Elder Treant (Mythical+)] [Infernal Gazer (Mythical+++)] Ten new creatures emerged before Chaos, as he glanced at them with wonder. There were more skeletons this time, it seemed that they were the most common monster. There were some generic soldiers, a mage, and then a General and a Priest, who seemed rather strong. The General wielded large and heavy armor, while the Priest priest-like clothes and was… adept to light magic

“Your father is nowhere to be found, and our numbers are dwindling, with four fronts holding against the dead that rises to fight us again, the sky army has defeated all siege engines, but has proven to not be much use for ground assaults without general Marcia leading them, I had to call a favour to have a few Bohl warriors to join the fronts to push them back a little, what are your orders?” ‘Great, so we are pretty much f**ked right now,’ Rex sighed to himself, stroking his chin absentmindedly, making Ley smile, looking at his companions for ideas, he looked from Minet to Lacey, to Lizz, stopping at Sküülen, who was eyeing her enemy with fierce eyes, seemingly eager to re-join the fight,

she screamed, denying everything. The sorcerer looked up, revealing yellowed teeth and a cold smile. "Luna Alayna, you really have a poor memory. When you paid me a fortune for the surrogate pregnancy curse, you certainly didn't say that." The room fell into stunned silence. The surrogate pregnancy curse was forbidden magic in the werewolf packs. Anyone caught using it would be exiled for life. Veins bulging on his forehead, Misael kicked the sorcerer violently. "You're lying! I don't know you! Sienna must have paid you to frame us!"

“Stories that they have been given… special powers.” The wind screamed through the open balcony. “If you cannot control the situation,” Senika said softly, “find a way to destroy them.” Entirely. The cloaked figure swallowed. There was only one question left. He lifted his head just enough to speak. “…Which pack, my lord? The remaining Crescents?” For the first time since he had entered the hall— Senika turned. Those dead red eyes locked onto him. And smiled. “Both of them.” The words fell like a death sentence.