The Genesis Of A Necromancer - Chapter 101

Chapter 101: the demons power
‘I didn’t leave them behind to fight… I just need them to buy enough time,’ Jack thought, his jaw clenched as he led the group through the rugged terrain.

Their pace was slowing rapidly now, the added burden of Alisha carrying Missy beginning to take its toll.

The oppressive breeze bore down on them, every step a test of their endurance.

‘I’m not ready for a fight just yet, especially one that will keep me on the losing end,’ he mused grimly, his eyes flickering from the map in his hand to the treacherous road ahead.

Behind him, Missy stirred weakly in Alisha’s arms.

“And, brother… there’s one more thing,” she murmured, her voice faint but determined.

“What is it?” Jack glanced back at her, his pace only slightly faltering as the urgency in her tone caught his attention.

His gaze darted back to the map, mentally calculating their distance from the next checkpoint.

Missy’s lips trembled as she fought to speak.

“You’re looking for the Chapter of Time, right?”

Her words hit Jack like a jolt of electricity. His steps momentarily faltered, and he turned to her fully, his voice sharp with intrigue.

“Yes. Do you know something about it?”

Missy’s small face lit up with a hint of triumph despite her weakened state.

“Missy saw it in her vision!” she declared.

‘A vision,’ Jack thought, his brows furrowing. It explained a lot—the seizures, the cryptic warnings, and her uncanny confidence about Gale’s odds in the fight they’d just left behind.

But there was no time to question the nature of her abilities. If her visions were accurate, they were invaluable.

“What did you see?” he pressed, his tone urgent.

Missy’s excitement faltered for a moment. “We didn’t find it here… but we will find the first clue! The place is scary,” she added, her voice dropping to a whisper.

“But brother managed to find it!”

“That’s good news,” Jack said, forcing steadiness into his voice even as his mind raced.

The Chapter of Time wasn’t just for Alisha’s sake—it was a key to understanding the unpredictable course of his life.

He had already tampered with fate’s design and had no idea what new consequences awaited him. ‘If I don’t like what I find, then to hell with it—I’ll change things even more.’

“How far is this place?” he asked.

Missy hesitated, her gaze clouding over. “It’s not too far,” she said slowly.

But then her eyes widened, and her voice dropped to a warning whisper.

“But Missy also saw another vision… If brother isn’t fast enough, the army will catch up to us. And if they do, brother will be in big trouble.”

Alisha’s steps faltered, her brows knitting together.

“Army? What kind of army?” she demanded, her voice sharp.

“They were plenty,” Missy replied, her tone grave. “Missy saw them. They’re strong.”

Jack’s gaze turned hard, his thoughts whirling. ‘Gale, I didn’t leave you there expecting you to win. But at least hold them back for as long as you can,’ he thought. His mind shifted to the one contingency he had kept in reserve. It wasn’t ideal, but it might be their only option.

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[Soul of a Higher Demon Absorbed]

[System Rewards: +10,000 Soul Essence]

[Bonus Reward: Discounted Summon Available]

[Description: Summon the Bone Army for 5,000 Soul Essence]

[Note: The Bone Army will only last for a short duration.]

Jack dismissed the system notification with a sharp flick of his thoughts, his focus snapping back to the path ahead. The road was uneven and jagged, twisting through barren fields that offered no cover. ‘If worst comes to worst, I’ll have to use it,’ he thought grimly.

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Back at the battleground, Gale stood his ground, his emerald eyes fixed on Kate. The air between them crackled with tension, the calm before an inevitable storm.

Kate tilted her head, studying him with a predatory smirk.

“There’s something familiar about you,” she mused aloud, casually dodging the barrage of arrows Kurt had unleashed. She plucked one from the air and snapped it in half with a flick of her wrist.

“But I’m sure I’ve never seen you before.”

Before Gale could respond, she blurred into motion. In an instant, she closed the distance, her hand lashing out like a whip. The sound of her slap echoed across the battlefield, sending Kurt flying into a nearby boulder.

The impact left a jagged crack in the stone as his lanky skeletal form crumpled to the ground.

The Magamon roared, leaping into action with its massive claws slicing through the air in a deadly arc.

Kate twisted gracefully, her movements a seamless dance of power and precision.

She landed a devastating kick to the Magamon’s side, sending the beast skidding across the dirt. Before it could recover, her mount lunged forward, its razor-sharp claws tearing into the Magamon’s exposed flank.

Kate turned her gaze back to Gale, a wicked smile playing on her lips.

“You’re not a demon,” she said, her tone laced with curiosity. “And yet… you reek of their energy. What are you?”

Gale’s expression didn’t waver.

“If you want to get to my comrades, you’ll have to go through me first.”

Kate’s eyes narrowed.

“That voice… I’ve heard it before,” she murmured, a flicker of recognition crossing her face.

“An angel. No, it can’t be… How did you fall to this?”

“I’m not obligated to answer your questions,” Gale replied coldly. In a blur of motion, he disappeared and reappeared directly in front of her, his fist arcing toward her with deadly force.

Kate caught his punch effortlessly, her smirk widening.

“Oh, don’t be shy. I can listen all day,” she taunted, her grip tightening around his fist.

A thunderous shockwave rippled through the battlefield as their clash shook the ground beneath them.

Gale’s emerald eyes locked onto her crimson ones, his resolve burning like a flame.

“If you want answers, come and take them.”

From the sidelines, Kurt staggered to his feet. His skeletal form twisted, jagged wings of bone erupting from his back as black scars etched themselves across his face.

His bow transformed, growing larger and more menacing as a dark energy pulsed from its core.

Before he could fire, a new figure stepped forward, intercepting his line of sight. Rex smirked, snapping the arrow in his hand.

“Forget about them. Your fight is with me.”

As Rex spoke, his form began to shift. Black scales crawled across his skin, his horns glowing with an eerie light. Flames crackled to life in his palms, their heat warping the air around him.

Kurt’s hollow eyes regarded his opponent with an unflinching calm.

Without a word, he raised his bow, the dark energy surrounding him intensifying. His transformation continued, bone spurs jutting from his shoulders and ribs, his skeletal frame brimming with newfound power.

‘A hornless demon? using blood transformation?. Interesting’

Rex’s smirk widened, the flames in his hands roaring to life. “Let’s see what you’re made of, bone boy.”

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