1 The Birth of Necromancer Supreme System

The Zeraxos game was a huge game that reigned over countless worlds. the game wasn't like any, as it didn't have servers, it had worlds. Players didn't play with their minds, but they played with themselves.

It was separated from a dark place known as the trial universe, where the ongoing challenge between humans and humans' enemies was blazing fiercely.

This game was very unique, as it was always digging the trial world searching for any new idea to apply it immediately on a brand new world. It was trying to help, help humans, to win this war, a war that was destined to be lost if no big changes occurred.

The game found Ibro in its long tireless search, and it applied the idea of lord on a new game world, and it made Ibro a lord.

Ibro established a village, which he named Hepatia village, and he worked relentlessly to guard it, raise its power, and invade outer territories to increase its dominion, but he left it by mistake when he was trying to learn cultivation, he was gone for months and now he was finally back.

When Hepatia village was established, Ibro selected a very fascinating place to do that. A wide plain which had four river branches together forming two big branches that ended into the distant ocean, creating a wedge shaped fertile land, Hepatia village land.

Each village in Zeraxos game had three levels of access, the ground level which the village was established at, the underground world where each village could enter via the gate located at a hill nearby, and finally the sky territory.

Each village had access to the first two territories, but the sky world was different, as any village needed to gain the right to compete for an entrance there, and Ibro had secured that right for his village long time ago.

The village didn't stop evolving even without Ibro's presence, as it was left in the safe hands of supreme general Mamor, and the wise management of the saint Hoden.

The Village territory occupied the whole 20 fertile kilometers lined by the two river branches, and controlled many folds of this territory to reach the ocean on one end, and nearly fifty kilometers on the other end.

The village had three stages of walls, each was supported by high towers and huge numbers of defensive tools. The village had armies counted in tens of millions, and it was a striving prosperous village, but it didn't manage to withstand the brutal endless streams of monsters and demons attacking it.

The village lost its first and second walls, with everything inside these walls turned into ash. Once was a prosperous mighty village that everyone admired and feared, deteriorated to such a weak state and was on the edge of extinction.

Amidst all this, hope was lost, as even the wisest and the strongest in the village, Hoden and Mamor, didn't think there was any way for them to save the village, not even by the return of their lord. What Ibro could do against such an endless ocean of enemies? But they both were wrong.

Ibro stood in the air watching with sorrow the state of his village, which was now under heavy siege from endless streams of monsters, monsters he faced long time ago at the underground territory of his village.

He wasn't that weak lord who was trying to play safely and try to use any possible advantage to win a slight advantage for his village. He was now strong, he had a system, a cultivation base, and a class that supported his identity as a Necromancer.

He had a pocket space universe that already had over 100 worlds inside his soul sea, with huge numbers of already summoned skeletons. This time if he wanted to do something, he didn't need to be polite or cautious anymore.

'What I feared most happened, the cave was overrun by these monsters, or demons. I don't care who they are, partner, can you summon my armies from my pocket space world to here?' Ibro muttered to himself while looking at the damage everywhere.

'Yes, I can move them but that would take more time than usual,' the system replied instantly.

'The limitation of spiritual energy again?' Ibro asked while his eyes were trying to assess the whole situation. Everywhere he looked, destruction was what he saw. His long well strived village had deteriorated to such a ruined condition, which made him feel more pain, and extreme anger.

'It's not spiritual energy alone, but the soul sea energy as well,' the system commented.

'I don't care, just get them all out now, and I will help them by using my new modified class,' Ibro said before raising his staff up high while muttering, "Transform strength into MANA."

Ibro started his actions by this move, as his class provided him with an advantage. Converting Strength to MANA was beneficial for him, as his ultimatum energy was calculated based on a fixed formula.

Each single point of Strength was converted into two MANA points, so his ultimatum energy got a good boost from the start.

'Giant bony golam summon skill.'

'Frost bony dragon summon skill.'

'Death kings summon skill.'

'Death knights summon skill.'

'Lich summon skill.'

Ibro used at once his most effective five skills one after another. He waited for a few seconds until the cool down of any skill reset and then he started using them over and over again.

He was summoning high end skeletons from the sky, while his system was summoning low rank skeletons on the ground. Both worked in harmony for a couple of hours till they formed a huge mighty army, an army that would be the start of Ibro's revenge.

Ibro was satisfied with the numbers of skeletons he summoned from his pocket space world, but he wasn't as much with the skeletons he summoned using Dinar skills, and that was due to his ultimatum energy depleted completely in those few hours, and that bothered him.

He used his curses back when he used this through his system, and he could continue summoning skeletons non-stop for days, not hours. The only good news for him was that he could use his system functions and abilities here, so this wasn't a big loss for him.

'Start using my death summon curse all the time,' Ibro ordered his system.

'Ok, but be aware the effects won't be like that of the current skills you have in your class,' the system replied instantly.

'What?!'

Ibro stopped in his tracks as he asked with haste:

'Why is that?'

'Do you forget? Here is very scarce in spiritual energy and soul sea energy, so you can't form ultimatum energy perfectly and easily as before,' the system explained.

'This would be a problem,' Ibro muttered with a deep frown over his face.

'Don't be so dejected like that, I will try to reach a suitable compromise with the game for you,' the system suddenly said, and this changed Ibro's current mood instantly.

'I depend on you at this my partner,' Ibro muttered as he started to use his curse repeatedly. After a few hours, he sat his gaze towards his crushed village. He flew high in the sky, higher till he reached the clouds. He took out his sword, and coupled with his staff he stood there amidst the clouds.

It was time for him to announce his presence, it was time to shift the heavy responsibility from his men in the village and take it on his shoulders.

'Nefrisca Santo Janigmay.'

'Nefrisca Santo Janigmay.'

'Nefrisca Santo Janigmay.'

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'Nefrisca Santo Janigmay.'

'Nefrisca Santo Janigmay.'

'Nefrisca Santo Janigmay.'

'Sa Romy Dai.'

'Alfa Ta Shtoy.'

'Sa Romy Dai.'

'Alfa Ta Shtoy.'

Ibro's spells came one after another without pause. He felt the changes in his spells, as they felt somehow weaker than before. He sighed, as he needed to repeatedly use his first spell nearly double times than before to reach nearly the same effect as before.

He was surrounded by a shield stretching for nearly 50 meters only, and then he stopped using the first spell. He then started to use his other two spells, as two huge swords appeared amidst the clouds with two gigantic hands holding them.

Their appearance came so sudden and managed to attract everyone's attention. Ibro knew his spells weren't known for his men down below, but he wasn't concerned by this right now, as he started at once to use his most powerful AOE strike, the sword whirlpool strike, as he took the stance, and started the move part without delay.

He felt his PSR energy accumulating inside him, and for his surprise he felt it getting far stronger than before. He wanted to ask his system about it, but he didn't have the luxury to do this right now.

'Let's announce my return with a big bang,' he muttered to himself as he finished the move part and used the final part, the strike. The two swords created a huge whirlpool that pushed away all the clouds in the sky around him, so his figure finally appeared to every living thing here.

His strike didn't wait for everyone to regain their composure, especially his village men, with Hoden and Mamor the most astonished of them all.

"The lord is back," Hoden murmured like a thirsty person who finally found a pure fountain moment just before his death.

The strike Ibro launched started to move in accelerating momentum towards the demons around the village, but its size, power, and magnitude wasn't even on par with half of its past effect, so he started to use the second, third, and fourth strikes at once. Ibro then shouted out loud:

"Advance, kill all monsters and demons on your way, protect my village."

His voice came from his high altitude to announce his identity to the whole world. As he finished relaying his orders, mighty roars came accompanied by violent trembles of the ground caused by the sudden appearance of endless skeletons from behind the mountain.

Their sudden emergence was a shock to everyone, but the villagers knew these skeletons were allied forces, so they didn't panic, instead they shouted in extreme joy. The tide of this long tedious battle had finally shifted and win began to be on their side.

"Kill them all, push the lines away from the village, help my skeletons and move straight to the cave," Ibro ordered with a loud shout from the sky.

"Our lord is back, follow his orders and start pushing these damn monsters back. Help these skeletons, as they belong to our lord," Mamor's strong voice echoed all around the defensive battle at the village walls.

Many soldiers already had seen Ibro before, but many more didn't, so after hearing Mamor orders they didn't hesitate anymore. The Hepatia village retaliation came swiftly and violently, as soldiers found a way to vent their suppressed anger and hatred towards these monsters.

The shock wave created by their counterattack was enough to push the monsters a few kilometers backward, and this was enough for the skeletons to step in. the battlefield face changed drastically, from being one sided battle into an all out war.

Everywhere you could spot many skeletons working side by side with soldiers to kill monsters, and in the back the mighty roars of Ibro's whirlpool strikes kept raging with unstoppable momentum.

Ibro didn't stop using his strikes one after another, as he wasn't satisfied by their weakened effect. He started to move gradually step by step towards his village.

He knew he couldn't stop the war by just defending these walls; his real target was the two caves away from the walls. Without securing these caves, everything would be pointless, and he couldn't end this war rapidly as he intended.

The first cave lay inside the wedged shaped fertile lands, just a few kilometers away from the first village wall, and the only standing wall right now. The second cave lied on the other bank of the river.

The two branches of the river were already covered with huge strange shaped pieces of ores that stretched crossing the two branches along their two courses, linking between the two banks of the river.

The appearance of the skeletons at the battlefield came to alarm the leaders of this assault. Their orders were strict and direct, Hepatia village wasn't allowed to exist anymore, no matter what cost they had to pay, their minds were settled on flattening it to the ground.

As a counter, they didn't hesitate to call for their ace forces; the flying legions that made the defending forces taste bitter defeat after defeat. Coupled with these flying monsters, the ground vibrated strongly with a rhythm, as they called their village destroyers, the Rorak monsters.

Rorak monsters had an immense body, with very thick skin that bestowed them with nearly absolute defense against any attacks. Their bodies moved like small mountains leaning from side to side while they walked with their fast pace compared to their huge bodies and really short dozen legs.

'You are trying to use your strongest forces to stop my forces, huh that's hilarious,' Ibro muttered when he spotted these new incomings from his high place. He was nearing the village gradually, and so were these monsters, but he wasn't tense at all. He shouted loudly:

"Dragons and Golams… Advance!"

His loud shout was followed by an earth shattering roars, as many huge body dragons appeared suddenly in the sky. The ground was trembling under the heavy steps of his Golams, which started to move with the dragons in the air towards the frontlines.

Ibro's high end skeletons were sane creatures, especially that huge shaped kind of dragons, as Ibro had three of them now. They moved to stand around Ibro trying to protect him, but he said:

"Don't mind yourselves with me, start leading the skeletons and push the frontline towards that distant hill over there."

He pointed with his staff towards the first cave, as he set his mind on occupying it first. He needed to secure the village in this area, and destroy all those weird bridges so his village could enjoy a moment of peace.

He also wanted to crush all the monsters attacking his village, acquire the second cave and start his retaliation at the underground world. To do so, however, he needed more numbers of skeletons, and he now couldn't summon enough of them.

The ones he sent for battle were the freshly recruited skeletons. Although he lost many of them, the survivors were much stronger than before, as his skeletons grew in strength by killing.

He kept his veteran skeletons at the back; he spent much effort breeding them inside his pocket space worlds, so he didn't intend to sacrifice them so easily, especially when he didn't know what his system would reach as a compromise with the game here.

Ibro stood like a king amidst his flying frost bony dragons, leading them side by side with the Golams at the ground in a mighty charge, that was met by the same mighty charge of the flying monsters and those ground huge Rorak monsters.

The collision of the two forces was immense, and it caused a storm of dust and a gale of wind that spread all over the frontlines. After a few minutes, the dust cleared and the scene in front of everyone was shocking, as the battle was really brutal, but the upper aerial battle was for Ibro's favor, but the ground battle was a tie.

Ibro hated those huge thick monsters, as he once faced some demons that resembled them. they were difficult to deal with, and perfect cover for the forces behind them, especially the long range type of troops.

That was the perfect combination that Ibro had ever faced, and it was already present here, as many archers and magician based monsters and demons began to cluster around the Roraks, which was a rapidly rising threat.

Ibro knew the air legions of the demons and monsters weren't a match to his dragons, so he decided to leave here to the three leader dragons and join the ground battle to help.

The problems at the ground weren't limited to those Roraks and the long range monsters and demons behind them, but the most fundamental problem was the low numbers of Golams.

Although they were perfect defensive skeleton troops, Ibro wasn't fond of them. He hated defense as he always sought for offense, but now he was paying the price of neglecting this point.

He didn't care before, as his summoning capacity using his curses was really huge, but now he was limited by the game environment, which was something he didn't count for or encounter before.

'Let's see what these monsters would do with my strikes,' he muttered as he launched a sword whirlpool strike towards a group of Roraks. When the strike hit them, he heard loud pain roars, which made him optimistic, but when the strike moved away he was surprised to see them still standing in their places.

They only suffered external wounds, while that entire scream came from all the demons and monsters that were following the Roraks.

'If this AOE strike didn't work, then let's see my most powerful single target strike,' he muttered as he started to take his stance. Any of his powerful strikes needed three phases to be activated, the stance, the move, and finally the strike.

His sword moved down followed by the move of one of the two huge illusionary swords towards one of the Roraks. Although this way was much slower, as he needed to deal with each monster alone, he hoped to work.

The huge sword turned into a huge dragon which descended upon the Rorak monster and seeped deeply inside his body.

Ibro watched with concentration the effect of his strike over that monster, as his strike made that monster body tremble violently for a while before that monster began to bleed from different places, but it wasn't dead yet.

'That's frustrating, should I use the runes then?' he thought to himself, but he erased that option. His runes were really mighty, but it would cover the whole world in blinding light for a long time.

He would kill a lot of monsters and demons during that period, but more would appear and gather again. That wasn't a good solution, he needed to kill his enemies and create a window for his forces to advance.

'That would be challenging,' Ibro muttered as he didn't like the current stand still situation. He looked at the sky again and sighed deeper this time.

He had summoned tens of millions, and might exceed hundreds of millions, bony frost dragons, but his girl, Maya, appetite for them was endless, as she literally took almost all of them for her cultivators to ride them.

Now, he was left with these small numbers of them. He thought about keeping these Roraks here in check, and used these dragons to launch an aerial assault on the army behind, but that idea wasn't feasible as he lacked the necessary skeleton-power to do so.

He was clueless, and this was a critical moment, as his momentum didn't need to be stopped or delayed, he needed to push it further.

'Don't be dejected like that, I already worked everything out with the game,' his system suddenly said to make Ibro regain his focus again, as he asked with haste:

'What did you end up with it? Can you use your full power now?'

'Well, I first need to be registered at the game, and then I can use part of my powers freely without limitations. So, you need to decide that part which you need most, and give me a name to register with at the game,' the system explained.

Ibro didn't need to think at all, he already knew which function he needed most of the system, and regarding the name he had one in his mind, a suitable name for the new rule of his system.

'I choose the necromancer function, I need to be able to use all the curses freely without any limitations,' he said.

'I thought that too,' the system said with its harsh voice, 'what about the name?'

'You will be called from this day onward by: Necromancer Supreme System.'