Necromancer: A New Era

Viscount Dios has been in a state of panic lately. He has no idea who he has offended, and strange things have been happening at home. He has investigated all the business partners, social relationships, friends, and even lovers he has dated over the past two years, but found nothing suspicious.

"What went wrong?"

Viscount Dios, who really couldn't think of any solution, decided to seek help from a wizard. He asked around and finally found a wizard who was said to be very powerful. The wizard came to Viscount Dios's home and drew several large hexagram arrays in the living room, summoning strange light-like mysterious creatures. Under the guidance of the mysterious creatures, he carefully checked every room and finally found a strange book in the study.

The wizard picked up the book and began to read it, his face gradually becoming solemn. He told Viscount Dios that this book was a cursed magic book that would bring misfortune to its owner.

Viscount Dios was shocked when he heard this. He remembered that he had bought this book from a mysterious businessman not long ago. He thought the book was very interesting and bought it, but he didn't expect it to cause such a big trouble.

The wizard told Viscount Dios that only by destroying the book could he get rid of the curse. At Dios's suggestion, the wizard released a flame to cover the magic book, trying to burn the book to ashes. As a result, the book returned to its original state, but the wizard suddenly caught fire. Oh my God, Dios swore to God that this was the weirdest thing he had ever seen in his life.

A week later, Dios was exhausted and no longer able to take care of business affairs. The order from the imperial capital consisted of only one sentence: complete the task of preparing food within one week.

The second-level necromancer that I hired at great expense last night was killed before he could even last a night! Is it really that we have to give up this castle that has been passed down for 500 years?

The next morning, the sun rose from the east, illuminating the entire castle. The walls of the castle were shining brightly in the sunlight, as if telling its glorious history.

The interior of the castle is filled with a faint mist, giving people a mysterious and peaceful feeling. The ancient stone steps are covered with moss, and it feels slippery when you step on them. There are ancient portraits hanging on both sides of the corridor. The characters in the paintings have different expressions, as if they are watching everyone who passes by here.

The hall in the castle is spacious and magnificent, with a soaring ceiling, painted with exquisite murals and gorgeous chandeliers. The sunlight pours in through the windows, forming patches of light, making people feel warm and comfortable.

Dios stood on the balcony on the second floor, looking at the scenery of the castle, his eyes a little vague, and no one knew what he was thinking.

In the early morning, the whole castle is full of vitality and vigor, which is in sharp contrast to the gloomy and terrifying night.

"Alas! Two more servants were brutally murdered last night." Dios was in a very depressed mood, not knowing whether he was reminding himself or sighing.

In order to find a solution, he contacted Booker of the Sunset Tavern to help find a necromancer to solve the problem, and promised to offer 5000 gold coins, but after almost a week, there was still no news.

"Do we have to give up here?" Dios muttered.

At this time, Dios noticed a strange figure in the garden. It was a man in a black robe, his face was covered by shadows, and his appearance could not be seen clearly. Dios had an ominous premonition in his heart, and he stared at the stranger closely.

The man walked slowly towards the fountain in the center of the garden, then stretched out his finger and lightly touched it. In an instant, the fountain water turned black and emitted a foul odor.

"Guards! Guards! Damn it! Guards!"

Dios was shocked, realizing that this stranger was no ordinary person. He turned and hurried downstairs.

When he led his men to the garden, he found that the stranger had disappeared. Only a letter was left, on which was written a line of words in blood: "Tonight, when the blood moon comes, is the day you die."

Dios' face turned as pale as paper, and he knew he was facing great danger.

"Butler! Recall everyone and arrange for them to pack up all their belongings and evacuate here. Oh, yes! Arrange for the lady and the young lady to leave here first."

At this time, the castle was in chaos, people were running around, shouting and noisy. At this moment, a strange group appeared at the gate of the castle.

A young man in a black robe, with smooth black hair draped over his shoulders, a strong man like an iron tower, holding a large shield, a one-handed sword, and a young man dressed as a servant. This combination looks very strange, but full of mystery.

"Please inform Viscount Dios that the person who will solve the castle crisis has arrived!" Chakar said to the knight guarding the gate. His voice was calm and confident, as if he was full of confidence in what he said.

Without waiting for the guards to report, Dios rushed out of the castle and came to the door, panting, "Dear guests, thank you for coming to help!"

Ming Yin waved his hand and interrupted, "I'm in a hurry, let's go inside and take a look!"

When he arrived at the castle, Ming Yin felt a faint breath of undead surrounding him. Under the guidance of Dios, he came to a study on the second floor.

"This is a magic book I bought from a mysterious merchant last month. I like collecting these magic items, but strange things have been happening since I bought it!" Dios said in annoyance.

Ming Yin saw an ancient magic book lying quietly on the table. Its cover was worn, revealing traces of time, but it exuded a faint and unique smell of undead magic. On the cover of the book, mysterious runes flickered with a faint light, as if telling the secrets in the book. When you get close to it, you can feel the mysterious power attracting you, making you eager to open it and explore the mysteries in it.

After a long time, Dios saw that Ming Yin didn't speak, so he stepped forward and tentatively asked: "Sir, are you sure?" Ming Yin frowned slightly, and whispered: "This magic book contains powerful magic power. It is not easy to break its curse." He turned to look at Dios, "However, I can try. But in the meantime, you must ensure the safety of the castle, and everyone evacuates the castle." Dios nodded quickly and promised to cooperate fully.

As night falls, a blood moon hangs high in the sky. From a distance, you will find a huge shadow covering the castle.

Ming Yin and the others were waiting outside the study, vigilantly observing the movements around them. Suddenly, a cold wind blew, accompanied by bursts of cold laughter. In the darkness, a black shadow gradually emerged, its face twisted, exuding the breath of death.

Ming Yin's eyes flashed with determination, and he chanted an ancient spell. Instantly, a ball of purple flame appeared in his hand, illuminating the entire study. The black shadow was enveloped by the purple flame and let out a painful howl. It was the 3rd level necromancy magic Mingyan technique that he mastered last night.

Hellfire: Summon flames from the underworld that can burn souls.

At the same time, as if afraid of Mingyan, the runes on the magic book began to shine, releasing powerful energy, slowly flew up, and flew out of the window.

In the garden square at the center of the castle, the magic book followed the black shadow in the air, floating slowly. The magic book was emitting powerful magic power, which was continuously injected into the black shadow. Supported by the magic power, the black shadow gradually solidified.

Ming Yin and others rushed out of the castle and came closer.

"Ah! ...Who are you?"

Dios, who was beside Chakar, suddenly pointed at the black shadow and shouted: "Lagus! It's really you!" As the shadow became more solid, Dios gradually confirmed that it was his brother whom he had not seen for many years.

"Shut up, I'm not your brother, not since you killed my wife and children ten years ago!"

Lagus roared angrily: "Now that I have gained power, I have returned to you to seek justice and avenge my wife and children!"

After that, Lagus recited a complicated spell. His voice was low and mysterious, as if it came from ancient times. With a slight wave of his hand, two rays of light shone out, forming two huge hexagram magic circles. These two magic circles exuded a strange aura that made people shudder.

Suddenly, the light in the magic circle became stronger and stronger, as if countless pairs of eyes were peering in the darkness. Then, bony hands stretched out from the magic circle, accompanied by waves of eerie laughter and screams. These hands waved in the air, as if looking for something. Then, complete skeletons slowly rose from the magic circle, their bodies exuding a cold breath, and green flames flickered in their empty eye sockets.

These skeletons were neatly arranged together, forming a terrifying army. They held various weapons, such as sharp swords and ferocious shields, giving people an irresistible sense of oppression. Lagus looked at the army of skeletons in front of him with satisfaction, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. He knew that these skeletons would become a powerful tool for his revenge, and anyone who dared to resist him would face the threat of death.

Aaron the Undead stepped out with his shield in hand and stood in front of Ming Yin. Skeletons holding various sharp weapons attacked Aaron the Undead. The skeletons' bones flashed with cold light, and they rushed towards Aaron with swords and spears in their hands.

Aaron stood there as steady as a mountain, his body tall and mighty, his whole body covered with white fighting spirit flames, he held a huge shield in his hand, wielding a greatsword with one hand, the blade flashing with cold light.

The battle began, and the skeletons rushed towards Aaron frantically, their attacks coming like a tide. However, Aaron's shield was as solid as a rock, easily withstanding the attacks of the skeletons. He swung his sword, and each swing could cut off several skeletons, leaving their skeletons scattered all over the ground. The broken skeletons also rushed towards the undead Aaron frantically, grabbing or biting Aaron's thighs, which were crushed by Aaron's foot.

Aaron the Undead's movements were swift and powerful. He shuttled through the skeletons, and wherever his sword reached, the skeletons fell one after another. The two soul flames in his helmet burned more vigorously. Standing in the middle of the field, his figure was full of determination and coldness, as if he was invincible.

The skeletons continued to surge forward, but their efforts were in vain. Aaron, the undead summoned by forbidden magic, perfectly exerted his strength and skills in life, allowing him to always have the upper hand in the battle. As time passed, the battlefield was filled with broken skeletons, but Aaron still stood firm, as if he was the master of this battle.