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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

Dragons; ~Switched off~

The dragon didn't stand a chance against those rapidly shot souls, and the pain made it fly away. Bardeelus shot seven crocodile souls at it, and although they weren't strong enough to kill the beast, the very physical chomps they inflicted were still strong. They left marks, even on such a dragon!

Anyway, their path was clear after those shots. The team flew straight towards the tower, where they enjoyed a subtle landing spot. They made it, and there weren't any creatures here on the tower to pose a threat. Bardeelus felt accomplished, though he was holding in a deadly fart. 

The past hour had been intense, and he was mostly stressed through it. Now, he could breathe and sigh in relief through both of his holes, he deserved at least that much.

"You couldn't have farted in the air? We'd fly faster," Erdeta joked, her addition was swift.