Chapter 77
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Chapter 77
The storm of magic faded and deposited what had once been the pale elf on the ground. Around the form stood the four greater zombies, having been part of the spell. Id used the material left over from my defeated zombies, a large portion of my own death energy, and all of my mana.
The greater zombies also contributed energy from their death cores, but that hadnt been part of the main spell, that had been for its own purpose. My part of the ritual had finished several minutes ago and I was already recovering while the pale elf screamed, getting picked up by the magic before being smothered in a ball of bone and flesh, and huge amounts of death energy and death magic.
I didnt feel any guilt. Was the spell cruel, yes, but this elf had made a living out of turning people into what amounted to living zombies. At least when I created the zombies, their minds were gone. The people werent imprisoned inside their own mind, screaming.
The elfs fate was closer to what hed done to others, and even then it wasnt nearly as cruel. I essentially forcibly changed his race, broke his will, then upgraded him, and given him power. He wasnt trapped in his own mind, but he was no more able to defy me than any of my other creations currently with me.
As you know, there are, generally speaking, two types of undead: the living dead and the mindless dead. The living dead are created if a body is raised to life immediately after death and the kernel that represents the true soul is still present. That was the first step of what Id done. The inner part of the ritual essentially killed him then raised him to life. From my understanding, its a relatively painless way to go. I mean, his arms and legs are still broken and he was still in a lot of pain, but if youre going to become a living dead, do a ritual, dont have someone kill you and then raise you.
The second part of the spell was where most of my magic had gone. Even at my relatively low level, using a ritual to create a living dead isnt too difficult. However, the breaking of ones will to bind them into servitude was much more difficult, and something I normally avoided. But with the help of my four greater zombies adding their own unexpected will, helped the process. One did not have to enter the Mindscape to do this. It wasnt as thorough, but being bound in this way was also less intrusive. No one deserved to have their Mindscape pillaged and destroyed. We more suppressed it from the outside.
The third part of the spell was where all of the excess material had been rendered down and condensed. The living dead body transitioned into being a damned, the physical progression for living dead, and from there it continued to grow in power. I didnt know all of the different progression options for the undead, but unlike normal living creatures, undead creatures advanced and grew in different ways. Theoretically I believe its possible for a living dead to eventually become a Lich without having to go through the process I did.
Either way, now that his will was under my control, I let him shape the direction of his growth to a certain extent. It was unconscious effort on his part, I doubt he even fully realized what he was doing. The death energy and death magic purged his ability to wield blood magic and replaced it with powerful necrotic magic. His affinity for necrotic energy was powerful indeed, as is often the case when you inversed the magical attunement of the person. Turns out, blood magic was more or less in opposition to necrotic magic, which I will clarify is different than death magic, though they are closely related.
The process of building his magic had been completed at the same time his body was reformed. The cloud of energy and material surrounding him had obscured the process. But when he reemerged, there was nothing left of his original form. He was still humanoid, and like my greater zombies, his muscles and bones were condensed. The excess material was left to fall back to the ground.
No longer did the zombie have the pale, almost albino skin, now it was gray, like that of the stone of the cavern. He stood, and I got a very close look at my new minion. His body was powerful, thick muscles bulged under the gray skin, and ridges of black bone protruded along his forearms. He smiled, and pitch-black, needlelike teeth filled his mouth. The irises of his eyes were magenta and the sclera pitch-black. I wondered if the color had been affected by the merging of purple and red. There was no hair on his head, it was perfectly smooth, and his ears were still long and pointed.
His will pushed up against my own, and though Id increased his power quite a bit, for now I was his better, and he knew it.
He was new to his body and magic. Had he mastery over them and that mightve be a different conversation. My intrinsic connection over him allowed me to easily pull up a description. I was a little surprised, it was something Id only seen rarely before, and that was saying something.
Talkak
Level: 63
Living Dead: The Forsaken
The forsaken are powerful undead and rarely seen. They are also lethal melee fighters and powerful magic casters. The resentment and anger they harbor toward the one who created them is what allowed them to shape the form of their body and power. The hatred they hold toward their creator and master is unending. They can be powerful minions, but they should never be trusted by their master. They will always seek to break free and extract their vengeance.
If I couldve paled I wouldve. When I met Talkaks eye, I could see the seething hatred. I looked at my greater zombies and swore. They were also staring at me. The secondary process of the spell bound the greater zombies to Talkak. My intent had been for him to be a general to command them. Already his will poked at the edges, testing to see my response.
Maxwell and Raven strode overMaxwell had a huge smile on his face. Zeke, guess what I found!
Race: Human Lich
Unspent Stat Points: 0
Spent Stat Point: 275
5 Stat Points per level
Health: 1153(1729.5)
Health Regeneration: 32.625(48.93)/sec
Death Energy: 1332(1998)
Death Energy Regeneration: 27.515(33.93.7)/sec
Mana: 535
Mana Regeneration: 18.03/sec
Carrying lbs.: 1299.2(1741.125)
Stats:
Intelligence: 65 [multiplier: 1.311]
Spirit: 49 [multiplier: 1.23]
Vitality: 98 [multiplier: 1.15]
Resilience: 52 [multiplier: 1.15]
Death Core: 125
Agility: 66 [multiplier: 1.1]
Dexterity: 42 [multiplier: 1.21]
Experience: 864.3 of 40789.1
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Chapter 77
The storm of magic faded and deposited what had once been the pale elf on the ground. Around the form stood the four greater zombies, having been part of the spell. Id used the material left over from my defeated zombies, a large portion of my own death energy, and all of my mana.
The greater zombies also contributed energy from their death cores, but that hadnt been part of the main spell, that had been for its own purpose. My part of the ritual had finished several minutes ago and I was already recovering while the pale elf screamed, getting picked up by the magic before being smothered in a ball of bone and flesh, and huge amounts of death energy and death magic.
I didnt feel any guilt. Was the spell cruel, yes, but this elf had made a living out of turning people into what amounted to living zombies. At least when I created the zombies, their minds were gone. The people werent imprisoned inside their own mind, screaming.
The elfs fate was closer to what hed done to others, and even then it wasnt nearly as cruel. I essentially forcibly changed his race, broke his will, then upgraded him, and given him power. He wasnt trapped in his own mind, but he was no more able to defy me than any of my other creations currently with me.
As you know, there are, generally speaking, two types of undead: the living dead and the mindless dead. The living dead are created if a body is raised to life immediately after death and the kernel that represents the true soul is still present. That was the first step of what Id done. The inner part of the ritual essentially killed him then raised him to life. From my understanding, its a relatively painless way to go. I mean, his arms and legs are still broken and he was still in a lot of pain, but if youre going to become a living dead, do a ritual, dont have someone kill you and then raise you.
The second part of the spell was where most of my magic had gone. Even at my relatively low level, using a ritual to create a living dead isnt too difficult. However, the breaking of ones will to bind them into servitude was much more difficult, and something I normally avoided. But with the help of my four greater zombies adding their own unexpected will, helped the process. One did not have to enter the Mindscape to do this. It wasnt as thorough, but being bound in this way was also less intrusive. No one deserved to have their Mindscape pillaged and destroyed. We more suppressed it from the outside.
The third part of the spell was where all of the excess material had been rendered down and condensed. The living dead body transitioned into being a damned, the physical progression for living dead, and from there it continued to grow in power. I didnt know all of the different progression options for the undead, but unlike normal living creatures, undead creatures advanced and grew in different ways. Theoretically I believe its possible for a living dead to eventually become a Lich without having to go through the process I did.
Either way, now that his will was under my control, I let him shape the direction of his growth to a certain extent. It was unconscious effort on his part, I doubt he even fully realized what he was doing. The death energy and death magic purged his ability to wield blood magic and replaced it with powerful necrotic magic. His affinity for necrotic energy was powerful indeed, as is often the case when you inversed the magical attunement of the person. Turns out, blood magic was more or less in opposition to necrotic magic, which I will clarify is different than death magic, though they are closely related.
The process of building his magic had been completed at the same time his body was reformed. The cloud of energy and material surrounding him had obscured the process. But when he reemerged, there was nothing left of his original form. He was still humanoid, and like my greater zombies, his muscles and bones were condensed. The excess material was left to fall back to the ground.
No longer did the zombie have the pale, almost albino skin, now it was gray, like that of the stone of the cavern. He stood, and I got a very close look at my new minion. His body was powerful, thick muscles bulged under the gray skin, and ridges of black bone protruded along his forearms. He smiled, and pitch-black, needlelike teeth filled his mouth. The irises of his eyes were magenta and the sclera pitch-black. I wondered if the color had been affected by the merging of purple and red. There was no hair on his head, it was perfectly smooth, and his ears were still long and pointed.
His will pushed up against my own, and though Id increased his power quite a bit, for now I was his better, and he knew it.
He was new to his body and magic. Had he mastery over them and that mightve be a different conversation. My intrinsic connection over him allowed me to easily pull up a description. I was a little surprised, it was something Id only seen rarely before, and that was saying something.
Talkak
Level: 63
Living Dead: The Forsaken
The forsaken are powerful undead and rarely seen. They are also lethal melee fighters and powerful magic casters. The resentment and anger they harbor toward the one who created them is what allowed them to shape the form of their body and power. The hatred they hold toward their creator and master is unending. They can be powerful minions, but they should never be trusted by their master. They will always seek to break free and extract their vengeance.
If I couldve paled I wouldve. When I met Talkaks eye, I could see the seething hatred. I looked at my greater zombies and swore. They were also staring at me. The secondary process of the spell bound the greater zombies to Talkak. My intent had been for him to be a general to command them. Already his will poked at the edges, testing to see my response.
Maxwell and Raven strode overMaxwell had a huge smile on his face. Zeke, guess what I found!
Race: Human Lich
Unspent Stat Points: 0
Spent Stat Point: 275
5 Stat Points per level
Health: 1153(1729.5)
Health Regeneration: 32.625(48.93)/sec
Death Energy: 1332(1998)
Death Energy Regeneration: 27.515(33.93.7)/sec
Mana: 535
Mana Regeneration: 18.03/sec
Carrying lbs.: 1299.2(1741.125)
Stats:
Intelligence: 65 [multiplier: 1.311]
Spirit: 49 [multiplier: 1.23]
Vitality: 98 [multiplier: 1.15]
Resilience: 52 [multiplier: 1.15]
Death Core: 125
Agility: 66 [multiplier: 1.1]
Dexterity: 42 [multiplier: 1.21]
Experience: 864.3 of 40789.1
Chapter 77The storm of magic faded and deposited what had once been the pale elf on the ground. Around the form stood the four greater zombies, having been part of the spell. Id used the material left over from my defeated zombies, a large portion of my own death energy, and all of my mana.The greater zombies also contributed energy from their death cores, but that hadnt been part of the main spell, that had been for its own purpose. My part of the ritual had finished several minutes ago and I was already recovering while the pale elf screamed, getting picked up by the magic before being smothered in a ball of bone and flesh, and huge amounts of death energy and death magic.I didnt feel any guilt. Was the spell cruel, yes, but this elf had made a living out of turning people into what amounted to living zombies. At least when I created the zombies, their minds were gone. The people werent imprisoned inside their own mind, screaming.The elfs fate was closer to what hed done to others, and even then it wasnt nearly as cruel. I essentially forcibly changed his race, broke his will, then upgraded him, and given him power. He wasnt trapped in his own mind, but he was no more able to defy me than any of my other creations currently with me.As you know, there are, generally speaking, two types of undead: the living dead and the mindless dead. The living dead are created if a body is raised to life immediately after death and the kernel that represents the true soul is still present. That was the first step of what Id done. The inner part of the ritual essentially killed him then raised him to life. From my understanding, its a relatively painless way to go. I mean, his arms and legs are still broken and he was still in a lot of pain, but if youre going to become a living dead, do a ritual, dont have someone kill you and then raise you.The second part of the spell was where most of my magic had gone. Even at my relatively low level, using a ritual to create a living dead isnt too difficult. However, the breaking of ones will to bind them into servitude was much more difficult, and something I normally avoided. But with the help of my four greater zombies adding their own unexpected will, helped the process. One did not have to enter the Mindscape to do this. It wasnt as thorough, but being bound in this way was also less intrusive. No one deserved to have their Mindscape pillaged and destroyed. We more suppressed it from the outside.The third part of the spell was where all of the excess material had been rendered down and condensed. The living dead body transitioned into being a damned, the physical progression for living dead, and from there it continued to grow in power. I didnt know all of the different progression options for the undead, but unlike normal living creatures, undead creatures advanced and grew in different ways. Theoretically I believe its possible for a living dead to eventually become a Lich without having to go through the process I did.Either way, now that his will was under my control, I let him shape the direction of his growth to a certain extent. It was unconscious effort on his part, I doubt he even fully realized what he was doing. The death energy and death magic purged his ability to wield blood magic and replaced it with powerful necrotic magic. His affinity for necrotic energy was powerful indeed, as is often the case when you inversed the magical attunement of the person. Turns out, blood magic was more or less in opposition to necrotic magic, which I will clarify is different than death magic, though they are closely related.The process of building his magic had been completed at the same time his body was reformed. The cloud of energy and material surrounding him had obscured the process. But when he reemerged, there was nothing left of his original form. He was still humanoid, and like my greater zombies, his muscles and bones were condensed. The excess material was left to fall back to the ground.No longer did the zombie have the pale, almost albino skin, now it was gray, like that of the stone of the cavern. He stood, and I got a very close look at my new minion. His body was powerful, thick muscles bulged under the gray skin, and ridges of black bone protruded along his forearms. He smiled, and pitch-black, needlelike teeth filled his mouth. The irises of his eyes were magenta and the sclera pitch-black. I wondered if the color had been affected by the merging of purple and red. There was no hair on his head, it was perfectly smooth, and his ears were still long and pointed.His will pushed up against my own, and though Id increased his power quite a bit, for now I was his better, and he knew it.He was new to his body and magic. Had he mastery over them and that mightve be a different conversation. My intrinsic connection over him allowed me to easily pull up a description. I was a little surprised, it was something Id only seen rarely before, and that was saying something.TalkakLevel: 63Living Dead: The ForsakenThe forsaken are powerful undead and rarely seen. They are also lethal melee fighters and powerful magic casters. The resentment and anger they harbor toward the one who created them is what allowed them to shape the form of their body and power. The hatred they hold toward their creator and master is unending. They can be powerful minions, but they should never be trusted by their master. They will always seek to break free and extract their vengeance.If I couldve paled I wouldve. When I met Talkaks eye, I could see the seething hatred. I looked at my greater zombies and swore. They were also staring at me. The secondary process of the spell bound the greater zombies to Talkak. My intent had been for him to be a general to command them. Already his will poked at the edges, testing to see my response.Maxwell and Raven strode overMaxwell had a huge smile on his face. Zeke, guess what I found!Race: Human LichUnspent Stat Points: 0Spent Stat Point: 2755 Stat Points per levelHealth: 11531729.5Health Regeneration: 32.62548.93/secDeath Energy: 13321998Death Energy Regeneration: 27.51533.93.7/secMana: 535Mana Regeneration: 18.03/secCarrying lbs.: 1299.21741.125Stats:Intelligence: 65 multiplier: 1.311Spirit: 49 multiplier: 1.23Vitality: 98 multiplier: 1.15Resilience: 52 multiplier: 1.15Death Core: 125Agility: 66 multiplier: 1.1Dexterity: 42 multiplier: 1.21Experience: 864.3 of 40789.1
