[Lich system]
Name: Duth
Lv[12] - Exp 120/1200
[Stats]
Hp: 140/140
Mp: 215/215
SP: 50
SM: ???[1]
Skills: Fire missile[Lv.8], Raise dead[Lv.8], Group Harvest[Lv.4], Bone trap[Lv.5], Souls wrath[Lv.2], and Barrier[Lv.2]
Killing five wizards had leveled him four times. Enough to recover him that many times over. Duth reached out again as his bones snapped back together. A surge of fierce wisp blipped around him, blooming into twenty five [Fire Missile]'s. The sudden surge of mana alarmed the wizards above. One of them casted forth a barrier, reinforcing it swiftly, as two others casted three bolts each before throwing them down!
Oren himself waved his staff thirty wisp formed, blooming into bolts before firing down!
Duth rose his other hand casting three barriers!
Twenty five bolts of mana burst against the wizard's efforts! Twelve shattered the barrier, yet the wizard's six mana bolts managed to trade blows with part of duths bolts. Yet two struck one of the wizards, throwing him back and killing him in the spot!
[EXP 500+]
Just as Duth nodded, he was pelted with a hailing of return fire from Oren!
Half of which shattered his barriers before Duth's left arm was subsequently reduced to shards! He had tried to protect himself. Yet his arm was destroyed regardless..
[Hp: 60/140]
[Mp: 79/215 ]
Whoosh!
Fifteen new bolts bloomed and exploded!
The wizards tried to cast their shields, but their mana was losing ground. Without warning the bolts shattered the shield and pelted them. Both were killed, dropping at Orens, dismay.
[EXP 500+]
[EXP 500+]
[Lvl [12] - [13]]
[Hp: 150]
[Mp: 230]
Each level a new surge of mana accompanied Duth, Oren with his vision could see his mana flare up again. This has happened after each time he killed someone. At first he thought it would be only one. But it took three this time to get the flare. He didnt know how it happened. But this was a lost cause!
Oren tsked!
He waved his staff, an advanced barrier formed just as over fifty bolts of [Fire Missile]'s exploded against it!
The advanced barrier cracked swiftly, Oren tsked! He pushed his other hand forward with a slight spell incantation. Twenty of the bolts shattered from a warping space. Before he let his barrier fall. Recollecting whatever marginal mana remained. He stepped back and spat at the lich!
"I'll see you next time Lich, your victory here is insubstantial!" The air warped as Oren emptied his mana to open a phase shift, disappearing!
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Duth exhaled.. He was relieved, the pressure of that wizard was actually intense. Without the leveling system. He would have died.. Many many times over.
Duth glanced at the battle at hand. Lark fought a death knight fiercely, but he was losing ground quickly and just a passing/glancing blow was breaking him. Duth completely ignored that one. He didn't care for them.
However, Adilen was another story. The man fought four death knights with his warhammer, Albeit he was seemingly losing, it wasn't as evident. It took a long look to even notice.
Adilen himself roared! Smashing his warhammer down, batting back one knight to only get pushed back and almost pummeled by other two. He dodged and weaved, parrying their wicked blades with the shaft of his Warhammer! Guh!
He slid his hand up to halfway of the handle before thrusting it into a knights chest. Forcing them back, before he let his hand side back to the end of the weapons shaft. He swung up uppercutting a knight with a ding!
Boom!
The knight slammed into and through a house, just as Adilen felt his armor buckle and his knee struck the ground!
He roared in agony. Having forgotten about the fourth, who had used the opportunity to cleave down into his shoulder! Cutting into his armor, before the blunting force did the rest.
Adilen felt his knee crack, he tried to rise under the force, but a second knight arrived to his left forcing him to use his warhammer!
Bang!
Blood dripped down his back, eyes glaring up as his warhammer barely held off a blade that dug into the back of his neck. Yet only at an angle. If not he would have died, another knight shot forward, followed by the last. Adilen tried to rise but he was locked under two knights. With only one hand free, he shot out to try and bat away a thrusting blade. He only managed by a hair, but now the knight pressed its flatsided blade against his chest. Truly locking him in place for the last knight.
SHINK!
he spat blood, his neck slit, down to his throat. He gurgled in it. The knights pulled back. Watching a dying warrior try to rise, before he tumbled down. Dead
They took his body and communed to Duth. 'We will turn him..'
Duth only nodded. He needn't see it.
They only nodded and moved to do so privately. They did have power to raise the dead. Just not so in the way you think and not like liches can.
They were severely limited, all Duth knew it was level related. Though he wasn't sure how.
The battle was over. Garlen fell, and now the aftermath came. To which he would rally, bolster and prepare for the march. Adventurers did in fact die. At the hand of thousands of undead. So he simply commanded them to pile the dead. He would raise them all.
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[1] I had to recount things. Couldn't recall the numbers. so ill be vague with it until i can get the count down.