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Pestilence: Rise Of The Pure Undead

Moulded from rot and souls, Loimos is born as an undead, as a skeleton. An undead linked to the weakest category of its kind, yet, he has something no other of the dead have. He is pure. Follow the journey of Loimos as he fulfils his duty and hunts down the living with extreme prejudice and faces off with the hypocrisy of those who live in death. In a world thriving with life, magic and heroes, he stands as the solution and its end.

Ready_ · Fantasy
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615 Chs

Madness

The bright shine resulting from the unfurling of life's strongest mage could be seen from kilometers away, like a beacon of divine light activating in the depth of the ocean's abyss, just for a little while, just for a few moments, it seemed like the eternal night receded.

This empty plain was not terribly far from the academy of Toordefer, so close to the center of Tamaris, from thereon, the battle's ending was decided in just under five minutes, the loud blasts of flames echoed in the night, traversing woods and plateaus, bouncing around into the steep peaks.

As spells were fired off within the zone, their radius of destruction suppressed by the edges, preventing flames from spreading into the surroundings, beyond their intended target, defending from the relentless and frenzied assault of The Death Dealer whilst slowly whittling down her opponents own defences.