The dawn still has to arrive and Troan then prepared for his journey. A lamp was carried by Redmund while they were on the docks. Troan's plan to visit all the tribes has yet to begin. Also to collect his Origin stone shard was also part of his plan.
Luckily, there was a working boat and a boatman available for their journey. Or else Troan would be on foot or a horse. The waters were also calm and steady. Making it a good shortcut to the citadels of all tribes.
Redmund approached him with a lamp daggled near his face. Lighting up the surroundings as well as the dock of boats in a small radius.
"Troan, I will pray for your journey and your safety. I cannot be with you as I have to maintain the spell crystal. Be careful always and do not die," Redmund said as he was carrying the lamp.
"I will be careful, thanks. Also, Don't eat too much and be healthy. I will be away for a long time. Tsk, Doom didn't even want to see me send off. Well, that's Doom that we are speaking of. Doom will be my proxy and he is a competent Lord. He can defend the realm while I am away," Troan said to him.
"While you are away, we will work hard. We will wait for your return,"
"Yeah, I know. Well, let me tarry now. The sun is about to rise," Troan said then about-faced.
"Bye," Redmund said.
Troan sat on the boat and the boatman grabbed his paddle.
"I am Cannie, your boatman. Pleased to meet you, young master!" he introduced.
"Just call me anything you want. Not a problem for me," Troan said.
"But I prefer this wretched me to be formal. At least I, a peasant can be of use to you. It was an honor," he said.
"Nah, I am not well off as a Prince. I was a peasant and a beggar in the past so I am not used to formalities," Troan said in a sad voice.
"Oh really? Well, you can relate to us then! That's good news!" he said.
It was then, that they started their journey towards the necromancer citadel. The boatman paddled the waters and Troan was in the front while seated, facing the hanging lamp on the boat to light up the front.
The waters were calm and they traveled without problems. The sun was about to rise and they saw the taint of darkness on the side of the rivers. Monsters were lurking on them and the miasma of evil was within the forest. It was void of life and decay wafted on their noses.
"The forest was dead and evil was spreading throughout the lands. I can only wish for our survival. Young Prince, are you really sure you want to go there? I can sense that evil has already spread on your way to your destination. Monsters are already seen in these parts. How much more there?" he asked.
"Yeah, I can only worry. I still need to investigate what happened. I still have to retrieve something of great importance in the Necromancer citadel. I hope it is still there," Troan said in a worried tone.
"I won't ask what it is but are you sure to fight your way in?" he asked.
"I am a Necromancer already so yes,"
"What? You are a job class one? I didn't know! Well, that's good news! My worries subsided, thanks!" he said.
"Yeah,"
"We will arrive soon. Just say you will turn back and I will do so. I will have to return though after I send you off. You are on your own for now," he said.
"Don't worry, I can handle myself," Troan replied.
They soon arrived at one of the docks. It was the docks of the village of Mour. A necromancer protected the village and was a fishing village. Well, not anymore. It was silent and the smell of blood and decay was what greeted him.
"Bye for now, so long my Prince," he said then went on his way. Turning his boat then left off.
Troan arrived and then saw a dead body of Necromancer on the docks. It has a wound on his back with a slash from his left shoulder towards his right pelvic. Bathing his back with blood.
Looting him up, it gave him 4 skill books and 13 gold. A one-handed Scythe and a bone shield. The skill books were "Skill book: Glare", "Skill book: Necromancer robes", "Skill book: Chained scythe", and "Skill book: Silence".
They were all not usable and needed to tamper with. Also, the skills need a seal from the teachers and his blood to be his.
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Skill name: Glare
Description: Eyes will glow in a bluish hue and will make a paralyzing stare at the enemy.
Effects: Paralyzing an enemy for 3 seconds.
Cooldown: 20 seconds
Duration: 3 seconds
Damage type: Magical
Skill type: Active
Mana cost: 10
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Skill name: Chained scythe
Description: Conjure a chained scythe and slash on the enemy on 3 slashes.
Effects: Slash 5 physical damage each slash. The current limit is 3 slashes.
Cooldown: 20 seconds
Duration: Instantaneous
Damage type: Physical
Skill type: Active
Mana cost: 10
Stamina cost: 10
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Skill name: Necromancer robes
Description: Conjure a robe made with mana.
Effects: Robes that give +1 mana regeneration per second and amplify all Necromancer skills by 10%.
Cooldown: 1 minute
Duration: 30 seconds
Damage type: Magical
Skill type: Buff
Mana cost: 30
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Skill name: Silence
Description: Silence enemies and prevent them from using skills.
Effects: Enemies will be hindered in using skills for 3 seconds.
Cooldown: 1 minute
Duration: 3 seconds
Damage type: magical
Skill type: Ultimate
Mana cost: 30
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It was then, that there were shouts from a distance, and Troan was alarmed. He thought that there were still villagers alive at the moment. Hurrying his steps, he passed on the dead bodies of villagers. Their bodies were pecked by crows as food and passing them by made them fly in a scattering motion.
Kra! Kra! Kra!
The crows shouted whilst they flew. Making the enemy alerted of his presence. While running on several houses, his nose was smelling the wafting decay. Several ones of the bodies were starting to decompose.
Troan then saw the robed men in red, pouring their reddish-colored power on several villagers made them scream. One saw him and was a female in her thirties. A mother to be exact.
"Help me! Please don't let me become a demon!" she wailed.
"You're too late! Hahaha!" the enemy bellowed.
"Agh! No!" she wailed as she was slowly turning.
Her face distorted and became monstrous. Her clothes burned and her skin became furry black. Wings sprouted on her back and her legs became of a ruminant animal. The face became of a goat but fanged.
Troan was alerted, these kinds of powers of corruption were on high-ranking cultists. Even heroes of humanity were not excepted for their corruption. Making them once the protectors of humanity to one of the greatest enemies. Making only Troan become saddened by the process.
"Attack him!" The enemy leader shouted.
Troan then drew his one-handed scythe while having a bone shield in his other hand, he then dashed towards the flying enemies towards him.
He immediately used [Bone javelin] and threw it at them. Making them pierced by it. The skill ended and then used his weapon to attack them.
Corrupting them into demons was a noteworthy achievement but it stops there. Troan killed her as well as the other turned demons.
"Rest in peace," Troan said then was fired with dark missiles and saw the leader start running. Making his underlings fight for him.
Troan then slashed the enemies with his scythe and decapitated them with just his slash and used [Ground bone spike] on the enemy leader. Making him skewered in the process.
"Ugh!" he let out from his mouth.
It was then, Troan retracted the spikes and then he stumbled to the ground.
"You will pay for that!" he shouted while spitting blood.
He healed himself with dark energies and then faced Troan himself. He then turned into a demon and then flew at him. Having greater in size compared to his underlings. A hulking figure compared to them and towering in size.
Troan was amazed and then just smirked. It will only be a bigger target for him to indulge in.
Troan then used his skills without reserve, he was itching to use them up until now.
[Summon graveyard]
[Summon militia]
[Summon skeleton warrior]
[Summon skeleton sniper]
The summons emerged from the ground and immediately ran towards the enemy. With the claws of the enemy that he slashed at them, they were blown.
Troan used his ranged spells and basic attack on the enemy while the enemy was busy with his summons.
The graveyard spawns skeletons and the militias are attacked with their crude weapons. The warrior leaped at the enemy and slashed with his sword. Dealing damage to the enemy. The Skeleton sniper sniped from a distance and fired at him with great precision.
One arrow struck his right eye and the enemy wailed in the process. Making it raged on the process. The Skeletons attacked and they were swiped by his arms, making them blown by the force.
The Skeleton warrior then attacked and slashed him and Troan used his skill [Ground bone spike] for damage, [Dark fog] for blinding him, and [Reaping slash] for another magical damage. All while on a repeating process. Making the enemy end its life with its health run out.