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Undead Path: Advent of Strongest Necromancer

Ten years ago, a catastrophe struck. Dimensional Monsters appeared in the Dimensional crack, and beasts mutated, forcing humans to the brink of extinction. One man stood and brought humanity to the light. In the current year, if you aren't awakened, you are worthless, living a life to entertain them as much as you can. Draven doesn't want to let his future be shackled by the fault of being powerless to change his fate. He desires to stand high above and conjure supernatural powers like awakened would. One day he died... Redemption took place when the Path brought him to trial. He realized he had awakened an unwanted path, or so he thought. Just when he wanted to hide from human society, a Goddess saved him and blessed the flaws of the undead. What would happen if Draven, an undead, supposed to have many limitations and weaknesses, suddenly became invincible from a single word of the Goddess?

PrinceClover · Fantasy
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132 Chs

Waxing Crescent

Draven paid no heed to their eyes nor their feelings as he positioned himself. Holding the hilt with both of his hands, he closed his eyes and imagined the different stances of the moonlight crescent. When his body executed the first stance, everybody was mesmerized.

He stood and then performed the first stance, all they saw was elegance and perfection. The way Draven swung the sword captivated them, and when he stopped awakened them from their reverie.

"Beautiful."

"Perfect."

"Mesmerizing."

Different words that could describe Draven's move popped into their heads as they continued to watch Draven executing different stances of the moonlight crescent. Draven did not once perform sword moves such as piercing, stabbing, or parrying. They only saw Draven swinging the sword in every direction while trying to cooperate with his body.

Compared to Mao Tian, even though he didn't use a weapon, he fought as though every part of his body coordinated.