webnovel

Heretic Mage: Rise of the Dark God’s Necromancer

Death. Servitude. Submission. That was all Morne had known for the past eight years. Everything he had known and loved had been taken from him, and it was his fate to be a slave, passed around from master to master like a disgusting disease no one wanted but everyone received. Soon after, a demon with a tantalizing promise appeared. "I’m here to Anoint you," the demon whispered. "My lord, Jiklok, has deemed you a mortal worth keeping an eye on. And I have another offer as well." The demon offered Morne a path to the power he had lacked in life, a way to seize his own destiny. Necromancy. The things he asked for in exchange seemed... small in comparison. Using his newfound necromantic powers, Morne would inflict on those who did him wrong all he had suffered and more. Those who had destroyed his village would be slaughtered beneath waves of undead, those masters who had sold and traded him like cheap wares would be forever bound to Morne's service, just as they had bound him. He would be his own master. Death. Servitude. Submission. ...... No MC harems are to be found here. If you need that kind of stuff in a story, you won't like this. Currently dropped. If you like this book, consider checking out my other ongoing book. It's called "Crown of Nightmares: Banished to Hell For My Bloodline!"

Lolbroman25 · ファンタジー
レビュー数が足りません
201 Chs

Smell

End's eyes flashed and he shifted his armored bulk in the chair, his finger on the desk gliding across to a particular spot on the map.

"We suspect the goblins' next move to be a full-frontal assault, hitting multiple villages at once," he said. "Our numbers are stretched thin as it is, and the goblins know this.

"They may be cruel, vicious monsters, but whoever is leading them has a strategic cunning matched only by their lust for our demise. No doubt they plan to capitalize on our weakened state to sweep as many villages as possible off the map.

"This village here," he tapped the point his finger rested on the map, "is where I'm sending the two of you. We've already started evacuating this and the surrounding villages in anticipation of this attack. You and a battalion of elves will greet whatever dark forces the goblins send your way."

"How can you be sure that this is one of the villages they will attack?" Essenla asked him.