The Genesis Of A Necromancer - Chapter 100

Chapter 100: chase (2)
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Alisha stepped forward, her hands readied to cast. “Should we fight them?”

Jack’s jaw tightened as his eyes scanned the horizon.

Dust clouds rose like ghostly banners, signaling the rapid approach of their pursuers.

He weighed the odds in silence before finally responding.

“Looks like we don’t have much of a choice.”

Gale’s brows furrowed as he heard Jack’s words.

“I don’t think that’s wise.” His voice carried a tone of grim certainty.

“Those demons—” He hesitated, his frown deepening. “They’re not ordinary.”

Jack’s gaze snapped to Gale, alarm flashing in his eyes.

“You’ve encountered them before?” he asked, his tone sharper now.

Gale nodded slightly. “Yes. And the fact that they’re still alive isn’t good news for us.”

A chill ran down Jack’s spine.

‘If Gale knows these demons and didn’t kill them, then we’re in trouble.’ His mind worked furiously, piecing together the implications of Gale’s cryptic warning.

“What do you suggest we do, then?” Jack asked, his voice low and measured.

“Run,” Gale replied without hesitation. “I’ll hold them off for as long as I can.”

Nephris flitted closer, its tiny form glowing faintly with worry. “Lord Gale, is this truly advisable?” it asked, its voice trembling.

Gale’s lips curled into a faint smile. “Don’t worry. I haven’t fully tested the limits of my powers as a demon. This will give me a chance to see what I can really do. You all need to get ahead while you still can.”

Alisha glanced at the approaching figures, her skepticism evident. “They’re just double-horned demons, right? Aren’t they supposed to be weak?”

Gale’s expression darkened, his voice dropping an octave.

“Not these. They’re… different.” The weight in his tone silenced any further questions.

Jack turned to Alisha, his voice urgent. “We don’t have time to argue. I still have the map. We’re not far from the next checkpoint.”

Alisha hesitated, her concern for Gale flickering across her face before she masked it behind her usual stoic expression. Finally, she nodded.

“Fine. But how will you find us?”

“That’s not an issue,” Gale said, his voice steady.

“As long as Nephris is with you, I’ll track you. I can sense the bond.”

Jack added, “And don’t forget—I can pull him back into my space if it comes to that.”

Gale blinked at this revelation. ‘So that’s what that strange void is…’ He recalled the sensation he’d felt during meditation—a dark, hollow space within his consciousness, tethered inexplicably to Jack.

His gaze flicked to the necromancer, a newfound respect brewing beneath his calm exterior. ‘His powers are still growing. If he survives long enough, he’ll be formidable.’

Satisfied, Jack turned to Alisha and Nephris.

“Let’s go. We can’t waste any more time.”

As Alisha started to move, Jack paused. A thought struck him, and he turned back to Gale, his expression resolute. Stretching out his hand, he channeled his power. ‘This is risky, but I can’t afford to lose my strongest bond.’

[Bonded Servants Released]

From Jack’s outstretched hand, shadows spiraled outward, coalescing into solid forms.

A hulking Magamon emerged first, its crimson eyes burning with malice.

Next came Kurt, his gaunt form eerily still, yet exuding an air of relentless aggression. Finally, the diminutive but deadly Drakorath materialized, its scaled body glinting in the dim light.

Jack’s gaze swept over the group. “Listen closely. If things get too dangerous, return to me immediately. And until then, follow Gale’s orders.”

The servants nodded in unison, their obedience absolute. Jack turned back to Alisha and Nephris. “Let’s move.”

The group took off, their figures vanishing into the shifting landscape. Gale watched them go before shifting his focus to the approaching riders. A woman stood atop one of the beasts, her wicked grin visible even from a distance.

“Well, isn’t this interesting?” she purred, her voice carrying on the wind. She crouched low before launching herself into the air with inhuman grace, her body twisting mid-flight.

“Shoot her down,” Gale ordered.

Kurt stepped forward, summoning a bow from the shadows. He loosed an arrow, its bone-like shaft streaking through the air, followed by another in rapid succession. Each arrow left a trail of black energy, their precision deadly.

The woman smirked, her body beginning to shift. Her form rippled and distorted, her limbs elongating as leathery wings erupted from her back. “Finally, some fun,” she laughed, twisting her body to evade the incoming projectiles with ease.

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Meanwhile, Jack and the others sprinted through the rugged terrain. Missy and Nephris led the way, their speed unmatched. “Miss Nephris, you’re so fast!” Missy exclaimed, her voice bubbling with excitement as she raced alongside the guardian.

But her joy was short-lived. Without warning, she stumbled to a halt, her body convulsing as her head snapped upward.

“Missy!” Alisha shouted, rushing to catch the girl as she collapsed.

Jack skidded to a stop beside them, his frustration evident. “What now?” he muttered under his breath, his gaze darting back to the horizon. They had covered some distance, but not enough to feel safe.

Alisha cradled Missy, her usual composure giving way to genuine concern. “What’s wrong with her?” she demanded, her tone sharper than intended.

Jack knelt beside them, his brow furrowed. “I don’t know,” he admitted. ‘Why now, of all times?’

Missy’s eyes fluttered open, their vibrant glow undimmed. Her voice, however, was strained. “Big brother… those people we left behind… they won’t be able to stop those demons.”

Jack’s stomach sank. “What do you mean?”

Missy’s small hands trembled as she spoke. “That woman… she’s not what she seems. She’s stronger than all of them combined.”

A heavy silence fell over the group as her words sank in. Jack’s mind raced, calculating their next move. ‘If Gale can’t handle her, we’re as good as dead.’

“Then we have to move faster,” he said, his voice firm. He rose to his feet, determination hardening his features. “We can’t help them if we’re caught too.”

Alisha hesitated but finally nodded. “Let’s go.”

As they resumed their flight, Jack couldn’t shake the sinking feeling in his gut.

Behind them, the sounds of battle began to echo faintly—a grim reminder of the danger they had left behind.

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[I’m happy to announce, that we made it to the 100th chapter of this novel, thank you all so much for your continues support, and a special thanks to Lautrim]