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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

Weak Magic

Hearing their's creator words, each of them flared their death aura and were eager to show what they learned.

For the Anabast, this time was the first showcase of their worth ever since being created.

'We can't mess this up each of them though internally.

Nodding to each other, each of the Anabast spread around Danzel and surrounded him.

It took them mere seconds with their attributes to achieve that.

And the first Anabast to take the lead in showing its magic was the left-eyed one.

Raising his right arm to his chest and concentrating the mana there, he used that hand to swing into the air twice aiming at Danzel.

That resulted in the creation of 2 wind blades to fly toward Danzel's side.

*Fsheeeen!

'Silent double casting, huh? Not bad' Danzel commented to the left-eyed Anabast internally.

"But..."

Turning to face the wind blades, Danzel didn't even bother to block the incoming wind blades and simply, let them him.