Novel & Cerita Undead

If all the undead here come out of sanctuary, Undead would be able to destroy a few of the weak countries out there on the surface. It became level 16 after conquering the entire upper floor of the Undead Sanctuary. His stature became quite satisfactory in his eyes, especially his strength attribute. His strength attribute was now over a hundred. He could now literally punch a hole in iron without causing any damage. He also collected enough souls to use the [Soul Reaper] effect. He used it twice and increased his dexterity and intelligence. He finally balanced his agility and dexterity. This made

However, the voice seemed oblivious to their hatred and despair or even possibly overjoyed by it as it got more jovial. “Oh! I see so many weeping for the friends they killed! You don’t really need to, you see, you saved your friends from eternal suffering. Zombies are undead after all; they’re like ghosts who died horribly and are forever tormented. Your undead friends are in a constant state of pain, alive and well in a rotting, ever-hungry body as they live in despair and entrapment forever and ever…. Comrades, I tell ya! I feel deep comradeship with them… oh… fine, I’ll go straight to the point,” the voice seemed to reply to

It was even worse for them due to their long history. The Undead were a race of people who had lived as long as, if not longer than the Beastmen, yet they hadn’t been so influenced by time. This was because unlike the Beastmen who were confined by the finiteness of their lifespans, the Undead were near immortal beings that could live till the end of time if they weren’t killed! Although time had come seeking to lay with them, they only danced with her in a ball of elegance and negotiation before letting her stay as nothing but a guest. They weren’t as promiscuous as the Beastmen who embraced time and shamelessly offered it kinsh

"How are you enjoying your new powers?" "Would have felt more better if I didn't have to feed on blood." She laughed, "you realize you're dead, right?" He shrugged a brow, watching her calculated movements. "They call us the undead. Dead but alive. We are the intermediaries between the living world and the dead and so, we are powered by the Life source of the living. The major difference between us, blood." "I need it." "What?" "Blood. I need to drink." Lydia turned around to look at him. His fangs were out and there was the blood crazed look in his eyes.

Liora’s eyes widened as she felt her parents’ love and strength flow into her. For the first time, she smiled. “I can feel you,” she whispered. “All of you.” The moment was beautiful… until it was interrupted. Old Wounds Reopened A vision suddenly slammed into Serena. She saw Elara again — not corrupted this time, but as a warning. “The Eclipse is using your past against you. They have found a way to bring back echoes of the dead. Be careful what you fight… some ghosts should stay buried.” Serena gasped awake, sweating.

Vivian died alone in her home, her body not discovered until it had already begun to rot. Only then did a question arise within me. After the deaths of my parents and Vivian, I never saw their souls. So why did I remain? The system finally appeared and answered my doubt. It said it had seen how painful my life had been, and how tragic my death was. So it used its power to keep my soul intact, allowing me to witness their downfall with my own eyes. Now that they were all gone… it was time for me to let go and be reborn.

With every bit of strength he had left in him, he kept saying the spell, even though his voice was getting weaker with each word he spoke. "Dekekrankem delenfoouud." "Please," he cried out, his sight becoming fuzzy. "Please, just let her be safe." Everything around him started to spin like a dizzying ride, and he felt his consciousness beginning to break apart. But he fought to stay focused, determined not to let go until he knew his baby daughter was out of danger. Finally, with one last push, he whispered the final part of the incantation. In a bright flash of light, the baby vanished, leaving Draven all alone in the temple. He fell to the floor, his body shaking as blood continued to flow

Her fingers tightened around the glass in her hand as one word echoed in her mind— Undead. She repeated it inwardly. Again. And again. — Then— Her expression froze. A chill ran down her spine. — 'Undead… that's a person… not a group.' — The realization struck her like a blow. — The one she contacted— Was a single assassin. A local one. — Not an international mercenary. Not an elite force. — Her breathing grew uneven. — 'Then… what is this?' — Her thoughts spiraled. — Ten men. Armed.

I said before she was shouting something before I was smirking and stepped forward with Noah. “Do not worry, we take care of her,” Noah said before the Huntress was looking at us. “You!” “We meet again, Miss Hunter,” I said before I smirked at her. She narrowed her eyes at me. “You again! I thought I kill you,” she shouted before I was looking at her. I smirked before I was bowing at her. “Alas, I am undead. Maybe you should check your weapon next time,” I said before I was using my power to get the fogs inside the forest and we were running out of the forest.

Elder Lucriel said. “It’s better to be cautious, Elder Lucriel. Don’t underestimate the army of the undead because they are not normal ones. Those undead can use magic too and regenerate itself like those monsters outside.” I said, and they gasped. “Thank you for the warning, Lady Alice.” they all said. After discussing some changes of the plan, I opened a portal then Val, Azrael and I entered.