Chereads / RISE OF THE BLOOD NECROMANCER.. / Chapter 11 - Cursed.

Chapter 11 - Cursed.

Upon receiving the notification, Tyler's heart pounded with a mixture of fear and anticipation. He activated his new skill, a relic of his ancient heritage, to scan the centaur. The information displayed before him was both awe-inspiring and terrifying. The creature, a relic of a bygone era, was a King-tier beast, a formidable opponent with immense power.

Doubt crept into Tyler's mind. Could he, a mere mortal, hope to stand against such a creature? But before he could dwell on his fears, the centaur unleashed its power, causing the earth to tremble. Tyler, caught off guard, lost his footing and stumbled. The beast, sensing its advantage, charged, its hooves pounding the ground with each stride.

The centaur, a creature of ancient power, swung its heavy club, sending Tyler flying through the air.

He crashed into a tree, the impact jarring his body. Yet, to his astonishment, he was able to stand, his wounds already beginning to heal at an alarming rate. The vampire within him, awakened and empowered, was rapidly regenerating his damaged flesh.

The centaur, sensing its opponent's resilience, charged once more. With a swift and precise strike, it aimed for Tyler's head.

However, Tyler, anticipating the attack, slid beneath the creature's massive legs. With a swift and powerful punch, he struck the centaur's vulnerable underbelly. The beast roared in pain, its mighty form faltering.

In a desperate attempt to counterattack, the centaur conjured a protective dome, trapping Tyler within. But Tyler, with a cunning grin, had anticipated this move.

As the centaur unleashed a devastating earth blast, Tyler vanished, leaving behind a mere illusion. The blast shattered the dome, but the true Tyler emerged from the shadows, his form cloaked in darkness.

The centaur, bewildered and weakened, was caught off guard.

Tyler, seizing the opportunity, unleashed a flurry of attacks, his movements swift and deadly. With a powerful punch, he lifted the centaur into the air, leaving it exposed and vulnerable. At that moment, three skeletal warriors, summoned by Tyler's dark magic, emerged from the shadows, their bony scythes raised high.

With a synchronized strike, they impaled the centaur, delivering the final blow.

As the creature fell, Tyler stood victorious, his body bathed in the creature's blood. A notification appeared before his eyes, a testament to his triumph.

⟨[congratulations on killing a centaur 400exp gained, first time killing a centaur bonus 200exp received]⟩.

Within his vision, the forest landscape warped and distorted, transforming into a desolate, snow-kissed mountain range. The once-mighty centaur, now reduced to dust, left behind a crystal, pure and translucent. A smile crept across Tyler's face as he claimed the prize. A notification appeared, heralding the acquisition of a powerful artifact.

⟨[inventory skill has been created]⟩.

Tyler, however, was not content with his newfound treasure. His luck, it seemed, had taken a turn for the worse. He found himself stranded in a treacherous, icy expanse, a far cry from the lush forests he had once traversed.

A sense of frustration washed over him. Why him? Why not another, more fortunate soul?

As if to answer his silent plea, a deafening screech echoed through the frozen wasteland.

The gigantic crow, a harbinger of doom, appeared once more, its malevolent gaze fixed upon Tyler. But before he could fully react, another, far more terrifying creature emerged from the icy mist. What he could describe as a dragon, its scales shimmering with frost, soared into view, its icy breath matching the desolate landscape.

Instinctively, Tyler activated his Inspect skill, focusing his gaze on the fearsome creature. The notification that appeared revealed its true identity.

⟨[Wyvern:(infant)]⟩

⟨[ability: ultimate ice]⟩

⟨[HP:500/500]⟩

⟨[Ranking: Legendary tier]⟩

An Infant Wyvern,a formidable beast with the potential to grow into a devastating formidable force.

⟨[Defeat the infant wyvern a lost beast of the old and gain an instant level up]⟩.

Tyler's eyes, now imbued with an otherworldly glow, pierced the icy mist. He scrutinized the creature, a nascent Wyvern, its scales shimmering with frost. The creature's raw power was palpable, a testament to its potential.

A surge of adrenaline coursed through Tyler's veins.

He merged with his Hellhound Beast, a fusion that amplified his strength and speed beyond human limits. Drawing upon the depths of his soul, he summoned a spectral ghoul, a creature of shadow and decay. With a battle cry, he charged, unleashing a flurry of blows, each strike more potent than the last.

The Wyvern, sensing the threat, retaliated with a blast of freezing breath. Tyler, agile and evasive, dodged the attack, his movements fluid and precise. He closed the distance, his fist connecting with the Wyvern's tough hide. However, the creature's scales proved too resilient, deflecting his blow.

The ghoul, sensing an opportunity, lunged at the Wyvern's eyes, its claws piercing the creature's vulnerable orbs. The Wyvern roared in agony, lashing out blindly. Tyler, seizing the moment, leaped onto the creature's back, his strikes relentless. He rained down blows upon the Wyvern, each strike weakening the mighty beast.

The Wyvern, weakened and enraged, struggled to shake off its attacker. Its movements became sluggish, its once-fearsome roars reduced to feeble gasps. Finally, the Wyvern succumbed to its wounds, its life force extinguished. Tyler, exhausted but victorious, collapsed onto the icy ground. A notification appeared, a testament to his hard-won victory.

⟨[Congratulations on defeating the infant wyvern instant level up granted, legendary tier crystal obtained,level up due to accumulated exp,20 attribute points gained.]⟩

Suddenly, a dark shadow loomed over Tyler. The gigantic crow, a harbinger of doom, descended from the sky, carrying an unconscious human. The figure, a young man, was plummeted towards the icy ground. As the body impacted the frozen surface, Tyler recognized the face: Caspian, a fellow adventurer.

A primal urge, a thirst that gnawed at his very soul, consumed Tyler. His eyes, once a serene blue, now pulsed with a sinister red hue. The vampire within him, awakened and insatiable, yearned for blood. He lunged towards Caspian's lifeless body, his movements driven by an uncontrollable hunger.

He lunged at the corpse of Caspian, and punctured his neck veins with fangs .a confusing type of tooth to him.

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