The Genesis Of A Necromancer

The atmosphere was heavy with tension, and the two sides, although unaware of the relationship between Jack and Zamazo, watched in anticipation. It wasn't every day one would get the opportunity to see a higher demon fight, even if they didn't expect the other side to last even for a mere second.

Alisha's hands were trembling; she didn't know how to react in their current situation.

And she didn't know what made Jack speak in such a manner!

She didn't know if what had happened to him in the temple had made him more confident or more stupid than he previously was. If anything, she could only take the latter as the better option. She felt like cursing aloud.

'With my current powers, will I be able to stand up to him?' she asked, tightening her fists in worry.

The Crown of Light gave her power up to that of an S-rank mage, one at their peak. But then, a higher demon was far greater than that. Nonetheless, it wasn't even a normal higher demon but an overlord.
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Similar to the angels, they were not only mages but had the properties of weapon wielders, with sturdy bodies and powerful physiques.

So far, Jack was the only human she had seen who had managed to pull it off, and she didn't even know how. But there was a clear difference between him and a demon overlord; that difference was like the difference between heaven and earth.

Zamazo hadn't even moved, and only the aura coming from him was suppressing her. As if she were tied down by a huge boulder, she couldn't even move a muscle; running was out of the question.

How was Asriel planning to fight such a monster?

She observed Jack, but he didn't seem to have any iota of fear.

'What actually happened to him?' It confused her a lot.

Firstly, he broke into the realm of an S-rank mage like it was a walk in the park. Not too long after, he dared to face a demon overlord, one that even she herself would think twice before facing. It was absurd—madness even.

'If this weapon is just as it was in the novel—which should be the case—then I definitely have no trouble facing him. All I have to do is match up with his pace. With my current speed... it shouldn't be much of a problem either,' Jack thought as he observed the item coming out of the book.

Zamazo's eyes weren't even fixed on the item; all that was in his mind at the moment was getting his hands on the Book of Death, even if he had to go all out for this human! At all costs, he had to get the Book of Death!

A powerful aura exploded from Zamazo, far more oppressive since this time he was in his true form.

As the aura came off from his master, Naon didn't waste a single second. He quickly erected a barrier, blocking the aura from leaking out.

Only Alisha, Missy, and Jack were left to face the full brunt of the aura attack.

If the last one was oppressive, this was worse. Alisha felt as though her insides were going to get squashed—it was like a huge mountain had dropped on top of her. Blood leaked from her mouth as her knees met the cold earth, sending cracks through it.

This was also the same for Missy, who even looked much worse, as though she would be flattened by the oppressive aura.

The only person who remained standing was Jack!

'How is this possible?' Alisha was confused.

Even if he had gotten a boost in his power, how was it possible for him to stand up to a demon overlord—one of the rulers of the planes?! Weren't they supposed to be at the same level?

It all didn't match up.

Jack frowned as he noticed the aura spreading around him. He wasn't worried about himself but rather for the people behind him.

He glanced over his shoulder, seeing the state Alisha and Missy were in. This was a perfect opportunity to tease Alisha about her lack of power, but he knew he didn't have the time to be doing that.

'[Shadow Mist],' he cast a dark spell. His body exploded into a thick, dense mist, covering Alisha and Missy within its embrace. Swiftly, it moved further away from Zamazo before stopping at a distance where the aura wouldn't be as suffocating as it was in their original spot.

After he dropped them off, Alisha felt the cold, sharp breeze rush into her lungs. Although the usual stench of death and decay in the planes was mixed in with the air, it was far better than nothing.

"Wa—" Before she could even say a thing, Jack disappeared, reappearing where he stood before.

Naon, who had observed everything from the outside, was left completely shocked.

'How?!'

Not too long ago, he fought with both Alisha and Jack together. From that battle, he could gauge their strength, and it definitely didn't make any sense as to how Jack was able to withstand the overbearing aura of his master!

All of them had the same thought on their mind. For those who hadn't seen Jack before, they were simply amazed by how a human could withstand the strength of the overlord.

However, Alisha and Naon were both confused at the sudden spike in strength.

Observing the scene, Zamazo frowned behind his veil. He had purposefully let Jack go with the other two—not like he cared about them—but from the looks of things, his suspicions could only appear to be true.

'At this point, without a doubt, he has unlocked the power of the lord! But he is still at the infancy stage. Not only will he be weaker, but he won't have a masterful control over his power! If there's any other time, this would be the best to get the Book of Death!' Zamazo thought, finally making a move.

He moved fast… like a shadow.

In a second, he appeared behind Jack, swinging his hands with a powerful sweep. With his motion, a scythe appeared in his hands, making him appear like an embodiment of death.

If anything, that was where his nickname was derived—the Deathsketcher!

And as those blades fell, it was clear not just to Alisha and Missy but to everyone there... Jack was going to die.

"Big brother!"

"Asriel!"

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As the angel appeared within the room, silence filled the entire hall. All those gathered bowed deeply, showing their reverence for the celestial figure before them.

Carlos took the first step forward, followed quickly by his second-in-command and the third bishop, who positioned himself to the left. Reaching the front of the angel, the three bowed once again in unison.

"Lord Jex! It is such a pleasant surprise to have you with us. We have heard your reason for calling us all, and before that, I would like to express my utmost gratitude," Carlos said, bowing one more time. As he straightened, he stole a glance at Kiara, a faint smile curling on his lips.

Kiara noticed his look but chose to ignore it, keeping her gaze fixed on the angel who had just arrived.

Yet, a sense of unease stirred within her.

Something didn't sit right—the timing, the recent events, all of it gnawed at her instincts.

'First, they withdrew their forces from the planes, and now they want to give us a blessing? Is there something keeping the angels from intervening? Why do I have this feeling…' The more she thought about it, the more restless she became.

Her suspicion grew, but there was no concrete evidence to suggest the angels had ulterior motives.

"As I mentioned earlier, I have come to bestow upon you all a blessing," the angel declared, his voice resonating with a celestial authority that commanded attention.

Kiara forced herself to set her doubts aside, if only momentarily, to listen to what the angel had to say.

"We will begin now," Lord Jex announced, his words drawing everyone's focus.

Despite his commanding presence, Kiara's unease only deepened.

'Something is definitely wrong,' she thought, her instincts screaming at her to remain cautious.

"Lord Jex, aren't we supposed to stand near the pillar?" one of her men asked, his voice hesitant yet respectful.

The question cut through the room, voicing what many were likely thinking. They had received blessings in the past—twice, in fact—and each time, contact with the sacred pillar was necessary.

This time, however, no such instructions had been given.

The angel turned his gaze to the speaker, pausing for a moment before responding.

"Well, you're right," he said slowly, as though choosing his words carefully. "In the past, the blessings required contact with the pillar. But this time, the blessing… it's a bit different."

The angel's words sent a ripple of unease through those gathered.

As he finished speaking, the crystals surrounding the room began to glow violently. The pillar of light erupted with an otherworldly brilliance, casting flickering shadows across the hall.

Kiara's unease transformed into outright alarm.

"This is no blessing but a…"