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The Ruined Death Knight

After someone took my life away from me, I felt something or someone pulling my entire being together with my memories away from me and placing them into somewhere where it was cold and hollow. And when I thought that my life came back to me... I realized that my new life as one of the dead had already begun... "Who am I?" Which path will this soul choose? A path of Perseverance or a path of Ruination? * * * * P.S: This is my first novel that I write so there is bound to be mistakes...so go easy on me xD

Allenheim · Fantasy
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448 Chs

The Engel of Riverblood

Azrael's POV.

Walking in front of the undead army, Azrael silently cast the [Fly] spell before glancing at the human army that he and the others were ordered to wipe out.

Sensing the death energy of Velkir enter to the undead legion, Azrael led the undead while minding not to be too fast for them.

Though they were the minor minions of his teacher, they still wore valuable armor and weapons that nobles could even consider an heirloom. Although his teacher consider them failed prototypes, it still pained Azrael in seeing them being damaged considering that each piece of equipment was enough to fund a week or two in his expenses.

Leading the undead legion, Azrael planned to wipe out the whole army in the fasted possible and most efficient way. 

But when he watched to his right, he saw how Sartan charged alone with a warcry and shook his head.