Necron: The Legend Of Rezar DeathWind

[Vita Gratia has leveled up to 6]

[The Skill [Glorious Crucifixion] has been created, effects have increased a bit]

 Mantle Name: Vita Gratia// Level: 0// Grade: Silver

 Type: Weapon(Unique)// Effects: Attack, Defense, Speed of all Citizens Increased by 28%

 Skills: Glorious Crucifixion.

[Glorious Crucifixion: Create a spirit crosses for every enemy within a 400-meter radius, the cross would crucify every enemy and sap them of their souls and vitality and redistribute it as health and stat points for every citizen of your kingdom. It has a 5% chance to give skill points, a 3% chance to give skills. Cost Tier 1, 2, 3 of magic stat, can only be used once every month]

This was ridiculous and completely insane, the fact that a skill like this existed gave Rezar severe goosebumps, he was ecstatic and really caught off guard by it. It made a few things clear to him. For one it would have been really hard to level up Vita Gratia, it would have taken him months, if not years to get to this level. But he had fed the weapon souls, and that alone seemed to have really changed and helped it.

Two! The system might not have given him an alert about it, but Rezar knew for a very startling fact that it's going to take a longer time than normal to level the weapon up now that he has used souls, so he was left with no other choice but to continue with the method he has implemented. Three! It's going to take a lot of souls now to level it up. And finally he now knew how the Necron was created and how it became so powerful.

Being given a blank scroll template by the system and asked to design the kind of weapon you wanted, and to also provide the materials needed to make it. That was like loading a gun and given it to a child, majority of people would design something stupid and lavishly extravagant, and even if it's an extremely powerful weapon it would take a very long time for it to get strong enough to be truly feared, not to mention if their skills were similar to [Glorious Crucifixion] you might not have a chance to use it as much as you wanted to.

But then there was the Necron, created by someone that has a bunch of different titles every time priest has told Rezar about him. He has never been named, but he was Known as the vampire king, the death lord, Necron Father and so on and so forth. Either way, the creation of that book definitely had the rights to shake the very foundations of Elysium, because the more conflict that book went through, absorbing souls in much the same way Vita Gratia is going through right now, it would turn into an existence that nothing could rival.

Whether vampire appeared before or after the Necron Rezar wasn't sure, but if it was before; then the vampire king would have had an extremely long time to pump that book of souls to make it an existence that would terrify even the owner itself. According to Priest, the book became so powerful it developed a mind of its own, capable of making its own choices and using its own skills and cursing those it deems unworthy of using it.

Rezar had no idea if Vita Gratia would every reach such heights, but he would never hesitate to keep getting stronger. Elysium was even more brutal than earth, strength would never be enough, and even though he just got massively nerfed, he had something that everyone except one other person in Elysium had; and that was the freaking Immortality of a vampire. He had an extremely long amount of time to keep getting stronger, so even if the people following forge ahead, he would still be Rezar Deathwind the Bone King.

"It would be nice if you stop staring at nothing Master, you need to give your orders so I can relay it back. Your stint against the Goblin army has halted their march, so those on our sides are left waiting, the Goblins are supposed to march into a couple of traps remember, but it seems you and your pet demon went and set them on fire!" Varka chided as he silently appeared on top of a tree.

The snow white Lion was bigger, he wasn't fully grown, but the mane on his head was much more expansive and his coat seemed to shimmer. Most would say he looked beautiful, but Rezar knew better; Black was not the color of death, white was. And Varka was the complete personification of that concept, and he was a familiar… weird.

"Now why are you looking at me like that Master, I'm Male you know, I don't swing that way, not to mention your humanoid and I'm a feline, I wouldn't be averse to touching a humanoid female, but a feline male and a humanoid male together…... please don't ever look at me like that again." Valka said as he took two steps back, but Rezar shook his head with a smile and beckoned him closer.

"I know I've messed up with the plan, but it's not all bad. They've halted their march because they're no exactly sure whether to continue onwards or move back. The rough census says the army heading our way was 3000 strong, we've wiped a thousand a few hundred, and previous intelligence says each army is a thousand goblin strong with a single general.

I believe I just put an end to one of them an hour or so ago, it would be best if we fought them on out terms, but they're still in the forest. And whether we like it or not, Goblins are rather pesky little creatures built for all terrain battles. Be it a forest, mountain, plain, caves on the seas etc. those things can fight, and their sheer numbers and rapid breeding makes them the best sort of cannon fodder in battles.

But even better is the fact that these goblins aren't monsters, each and every one of them have a mind and consciousness and soul of their own. Which means they can be afraid, and fear can be a powerful tool in any war if you know just the right way to use it." Rezar said as he held the staff form of Vita Gratia over his lap.

"So what do you suggest master?"

"Don't we have a couple of undead forest wolves that have evolve into wraith wolves?" Rezar asked with a perplexed look on his face.

"Actually all 224 of the zombie forest wolves have evolved into Wraith wolves, there's a special one amongst them that evolved into an Alpha Wraith Wolf, he doesn't have a name but we just call him Alpha."

"Very good, the goblin army is mostly built of physical fighters, so it would be best if we attack them with something their physical attacks are useless for and their minds are weak against. I have no fear, but I think I remember a time where red eyes in the dark with a body made of shadows would make me piss my pants." Rezar said as Valka widened his eyes in surprise.

"Really! You do?"

"Nope, I don't remember any shit like that Valka, I just reckon such a sight would be extremely terrifying." Rezar replied with a shrug of his shoulders.

"How can you reckon such a thing when you've never even experienced something like that, and even if you did, you don't remember it!" Valka exclaimed, so shocked that he was standing on his hind legs and had his two front paws spread wide on either side of him in shock, much to Rezar's amusement.

"Call it intuition or something like that." Rezar answered in a nonchalant manner.

"What sort of intuition is that?" Valka asked his voice rising to a higher octave than normal.

"Hmmm I don't know, human or rather humanoid intuition?" Rezar said with a shrug, posing it as a question to the gob smacked familiar.

"so you're going to order an attack based on Humanoid, human intuition…. I'm going to die you aren't I?" Valka suddenly asked as he sat back on his ass looking like a depressed old man. Rezar walked up to him and patted his haunches, trying hard not to laugh out loud.

"There's a great and somewhat famous saying relayed by a famous captain on earth many, many years ago. I think such a saying works best as an answer to your question my dear Valka. If you die, walk it off." And then Rezar walked away, snickering to himself as he went looking for Lenore and this Alpha that was soon to be in charge of those wolves.

Valka watched him go, and silently mused to himself, truing reassure himself or rather trying to look for a loophole in the contract between him and Rezar. It would feel really nice if he could take a chunk off his leg at the moment, his Master was really mean, and odds are, he would be sending Valka to an early grave, that Jerk!