Necron: The Legend Of Rezar DeathWind

Come morning the flag of Morte Bianca was planted high on the tallest building within the city, the smell of smoke, blood and spilled guts filled the air, as death seemed to cling to everyone within the city. Many of the soldiers had survived, and these were those who had the fortitude to surrender before things went completely out of hand. They were spared because that was a fundamental rule that Morte Bianca thrived on; they never took the lives of enemies who are willing to surrender.

After the battle all that was left was a clean up and occupying of the city, but Rezar had to make sure the city itself wasn't chockfull of traps. He was extremely paranoid and with good reason. He had his soldier inspect the city, trying to find anything untoward, and they did find something.

The central area of the city, which comprised of at least 70% of its total surface area was standing above the roof an artificial underground cavern. The cavern itself was a thousand feet high, and was supported by massive pillars that had explosive charges on it. A collapse like this would kill even him much less his soldiers so Rezar ordered those he had let in to exit the city. Which left them with a conundrum as they had to go through the city to continue on to Sillomere.

But the charges were remote control and could be trigged by an isolated switch or rune, that lay in the hands of god knows who, hiding God knows where. It was worrying, but until Rezar was able to figure out how to disarm those explosives or better yet find who held the detonator, he would not take the risk of having his people cross through the city. Besides they just won a great victory and beat the snow elves back, of course this battle would have also incurred the wrath of the dwarves, but Rezar was past the point of no return.

The main army would have to wait, but the daughters of eclipse would be making a move come nightfall. They had attacked during the early hours of the morning, the darkest hour before dawn. The vampires can scale the mountain and scour the vicinity for anyone, the detonator shouldn't be too far away. And as an addition to that, the tunnel or rather tunnels that would lead into the system running through the Breone mountains was not just collapsed. It was blocked with gates of 20-foot solid steel. It would take days to get through it, especially since the gates themselves were enchanted.

The dwarves were good with coming up with contingencies, the planned collapse of the city was also their idea. He had no other choice but to wait and consolidate his power, especially since he had gained new undead to his already impressive number. And frankly speaking this was just a small number of what he had available, Rezar had been building an undead army since before the Rejuvenation, back when there was a dungeon with 200 floors in his backyard. Lenore had been responsible for leading the undead to train, level up and make new ones. They had gone as fast as the 126th floor.

And each floor at a stretch had hundreds, sometimes thousands of monsters. Without a doubt there was a severe amount of undead creatures being hidden in a vault somewhere. And just the lowest of the low had been let out of their cradle. Rezar had more power than he was letting on, and he was happy with it being that way. At least his enemies will keep on underestimating him. He walked into his tent on the plains where the main army had made camp, there were reports to be had, but for now he had a few notifications to pay attention to.

[Vampire Skill: Bullet Time has leveled up to 2! Speed + 10, Constitution + 10]

[Magic Skill: Mana Blade has leveled up to 1! Magic +2 Mental+1]

There was such a stark difference about the levels of stats gained from both skills. But then again the bullet time skill cost a lot of skill points as opposed to the mana blade. And it was extremely tasking to use as he actually accelerated time for his body, as the rest of the world slowed down. Honestly speaking Rezar felt as if there was something more to the usage of that skill, every time he used it he felt a little bit older, and for a vampire that wasn't exactly a bad thing. Because the older they got, the stronger the became.

Rezar took a deep breath and settled into a stance, his breath evening in out as he flowed into it. Deep in his ears he could hear the sound of crashing waves, flowing rivers and bubbling brooks. He felt the cascade of waterfalls and the heartbeat of antiquity. He could hear life, and intertwined with it was blood power and hunger, this was the sound of his own body. The blood within it, and the magic that flowed hand in hand with it.

There was sudden pop and he could feel the wind, the gentle caress on his skin and silent whisper in his ears. It was also a part of him, deep in his body, held in his chest and upwards up to his brain and his lungs. The breath of life that was held within him, there was just so much power. It was primal, the forces of life and he felt connected to them. even the moisture in the air, the sweat on the skin of his soldiers, the rotten fluid from the bodies of his undead, he could see, taste touch and feel them all.

[Dragon's Arte: Thirteen Pulses has leveled up to 2! Water Element Mastery (1)// Wind Element Mastery (1) + 20 to all stats]

[Vampire Skill: Blood Mastery has leveled up to 1, + 10 to magic, +15 to constitution +5 to mental]