The Genesis Of A Necromancer

That mere title carried weight, not just among demons but in all corners of existence.

Tales of the Demon Monarch's unmatched strength were whispered with reverence and fear, and if the rumors were true, even the gods had been wary of him.

Alisha's fingers twitched slightly, her posture shifting.

"The Demon Monarch's blood?" she asked, her voice calm but carrying an undertone of interest.

The black-haired demon's smirk widened.

"Ah, so I do have your attention after all." He took a step closer, lowering his voice as if to share a well-guarded secret.

"The tournament winner will be granted a drop of the Monarch's blood—a power unlike any other. The potential to evolve beyond limitations."

Jack remained silent, but his mind raced.

The Demon Monarch… of course, he knew who it was. There was no other person that could carry such a terrifying name, rather than the very existence that terrified the gods themselves. Read exclusive chapters at My Virtual Library Empire

A god that was feared amongst the other gods.

It was him.

How could he forget his own name?

He had no interest in tournaments, nor in proving himself to anyone.

But power? That was a different story. He had seen firsthand what this world could do to those who lacked strength.

If the Bloodline Capsule truly carried the essence of the Demon Monarch… his blood, it could be invaluable.

Now, he was far from his divine state, although he had a powerful divine creation to help him, which was, of course, Gale.

There were many beings that even Gale couldn't face.

The fact that he had been thrown from the heavens was a clear testament to that.

'If it's actually my blood, then you have to get it. No doubt, it'll take you to the next stage. At the moment, you might be powerful, but it still isn't enough to face what is coming.'

Erebus simply cleared Jack's thoughts with his words.

Despite all this, he wasn't about to show his hand.

"And what's stopping the so-called 'winner' from being assassinated the moment they claim the prize?" Jack asked, his tone laced with skepticism.

The demon chuckled.

"A fair question. But that's the beauty of it, isn't it? The moment you drink it, the power becomes yours. If you survive long enough to use it, that is."

"Can't the person be killed before they drink it?" Jack asked, raising a brow.

The demon paused before he replied.

The look Jack had on his face was a scary one.

'Is he actually planning to do that?'

He couldn't help but feel that was something Jack would do if given the chance.

Nevertheless, he had to warn him earlier.

"No, the Blood Capsule will be handed by the Queen herself, and I believe that whoever gets it would love to drink it there at that moment… You definitely can't steal in front of the Queen," the demon said with an awkward chuckle.

The look on Jack's face appeared as though he didn't care about how strong the Queen was.

'Hell, is he still thinking about it?… Who the hell is this?' He watched Jack still ponder on whether he should do as he wanted.

Once the Queen was mentioned, many would have backed out immediately.

It was concrete proof that Jack wasn't as simple as he had thought.

'He must be from the two great races… Definitely, it has to be one of them,' the demon thought, his eyes shining with interest.

Rarely did the two great races involve themselves with the others… They were secluded from the rest, and none of the others who ever went to that side came back… Well, of course, that was with the exception of the Overlords themselves.

It was said that the lowest demon there would be a three-horned demon and that there were more than six five-horned demons.

The demon let out a relieved sigh inwardly as he saw Jack's final reaction.

'Thank God he didn't consider it… Stealing from Mom is crazy work.'

The thought of it brought memories that made him shiver.

Jack exhaled slowly.

'I definitely wouldn't like to have the Queen on my neck… Zamazo was a mere stroke of luck.'

He could feel Alisha watching him, waiting to see his reaction.

The demon's grin didn't waver.

"Think it over, little friend. This might be the one opportunity you don't want to pass up."

Jack met his gaze, then simply turned away.

"We'll see."

The demon tilted his head, amused.

"I suppose that's the best I'll get." With a low chuckle, he took a step back.

"Well then, enjoy your stay in our city. Who knows? Maybe I'll see you in the arena."

And with that, he vanished into the shadows, leaving behind only a lingering sense of unease.

Jack crossed his arms, his expression unreadable.

Alisha studied him for a moment before sighing.

"You're thinking about it, aren't you?"

Jack didn't answer.

Because the truth was, he didn't know.

But one thing was certain—things were about to get much more complicated.

"We might have to go… It's killing two birds with one stone… Since the Queen would be coming, it will give Jena a chance to tail her and find out where she is keeping the Eye."

Jena nodded calmly.

That was indeed a good idea, as this would offer them the opportunity to get their work done at a faster rate.

'With Jena's shadow abilities, it would be easy to track the Queen even without her knowing… It's a perfect ability that fits her lack of presence.'

Jack was indeed satisfied with the whole play-out of things.

Zamazo had really given him the best piece for the work.

"So we should go for it?" Alisha asked, raising her brow.

"Yes… Let's go find out where it's happening," Jack said, standing from his chair.

"So we're only going to be watching?" Alisha asked.

"No, I'm participating," Jack's gaze became focused as he replied. One thing was in his mind: 'I have to get that capsule.'

"Yee! Missy would see Big Brother beat some asses!"

She pumped her fist into the air, showing clear excitement.

All the demons in the area turned to her. Her reaction was so cute that it made most of them smile.

"Those couples have a cute kid."

Alisha let out a forced smile as she heard the comment.

Jack, as well, couldn't help but scratch his head at the comment.

'Why do they keep assuming we're a couple?' Jack thought, with an annoyed expression.

Looking at Alisha, one could tell that the same thoughts were in her mind.

'You know, you both would actually make a good couple,' Erebus said with mocking laughter in his mind.

'Don't you like him? You would both make a good couple,' Nephris said in Alisha's mind.

'Shut up!' Jack and Alisha replied to the two voices in their heads.

Shaking off the thoughts, Alisha shot a serious gaze at Jack.

"If all we need is to be around the Queen for Jena to do her work, why else do you need to participate?"

"Tch… Isn't that easy to tell? I want to go take my belonging," Jack replied nonchalantly as he began walking towards the side of the wall where their table was placed.

As he did, the formation began to shift, and an exit materialized in front of him.

"Huh?"

'Don't tell me he is the Demon Monarch as well?… How else is the Demon Monarch's blood his?…'

Alisha was left somewhat confused.

The Demon Monarch… No human had ever once encountered him, even in the battle years ago.

But they had heard of him and only considered it to be a myth, as the only powerful being they had encountered during the Second War was the Lord of the Dead, who was rumored to be the King of the Planes.

'…Could they have been the same people?' Alisha shook her head.

That wasn't meant to be her concern.

She felt a slight tug on the hem of her sleeve.

She turned her crimson eyes to see the beady green eyes in front of her.

"What's bothering Big Sis?"

Alisha felt calm looking into the bright green eyes.

"It's nothing," she said, rubbing the little girl's hair.

Missy's ears flapped, pleased with the touch.

"Big Brother is leaving," she added as she stood to follow behind Jack.

Alisha stood as well and followed behind.

"Took you long enough. You think too much," Jack commented as he saw Alisha come out of the restaurant.

"You… You, keep quiet," she stuttered, unable to find the right words.

As the group continued, they were quickly blocked by a figure in a cloak.

Jack quickly recognized the figure as he saw the mischievous smile.

"So, should I take you where you'll sign up for the tournament?"