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Necromancer, new branch - I can enslave the living!

Follow Bardeelus' journey as he discovers the wonders of 'pure necromancy', one of the rarest types of magic out there. Some despise it, while some adore it, but ultimately, he was free or any demonic influences and was as pure as a mage could be! Though, training was a different story. lt wasn't easy to uncover the secrets of pure necromancy, as those secrets were locked in the 'old world' of magic. Ancient and cryptic languages were a must know, if any progress was to be made, and the tag-along dangers were ten times worse! Bardeelus' goals were greater than any threat, however, as he wanted to enslave the living, without killing them. Although this was almost unheard of across the dark arts of magic, it was possible! ~ For the sake of power, he'll find a way to do it. Besides... a greater threat awaited them, the clock was ticking. He had to be ready! ~

Enkamos · Fantasy
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172 Chs

Deluded wings

The idea of draconic ghosts sounded insane, the team had heard diluted rumors about them before, but didn't expect them to be true. Even Driola was surprised. 

She didn't know much about them, so before the dragons surfaced from the water, she kept yelling at the slaves for clues. 

"How can we fight them? Tell me goddammit!" She yelled. 

It would be embarrassing to die now, when the tower was so close. She wasn't the quitting type either, and sought knowledge even in the midst of panic. 

Finally, a lady approached from the crowd, and said. "Necromancers can deter them, miss! Please fight them, do you have any spare souls to use?"

"Oh, what a great time to ask me for souls." She complained. 

Driola only had a few souls stashed in her heart, and they could barely kill a deer, nonetheless a shadowy dragon! She felt at risk, and would rather act like a compass for Bardeelus now, rather than fight these beasts herself.