[Lich system]
Name: DuthLv[1][Stats]Hp: 10/10Mp:15/15SP: 0SM: 5Skills: fire missile[Lv.1], raise dead[Lv.1], Harvest[Lv.1]Passives: 25% Magic Resistance, Soul life vision, Mana Regen, Cold auraTabs: [store][craft][inv][upgrades][evolution][system upg]-lockedOh? So i am weak right now. Thats not a lot of health nor Mp, but i find this system a tad faulty. Maybe I need to upgrade the system? Hmm going to have to get back on that later.
SP=Soul Points: [Soul points are used for crafting dead entities like dragons, and upgrading]SM=Soul Mass: [Soul Mass is the substance needed to raise the dead, set new bases, evolve and extend your power via just being there and upgrades to self. More uses are explained when system is ungraded]WHAT!
Dragons?!
Imagine! 10 story titans who are armored like mountains, can breath molten fire that can melt diamond and even use magic as if they were the incarnates of it! But to raise the legends? To build an undead dragon? What power could he obtain? Clearly enough to destroy the defilers!
Thoom!*
Duth looked down at his fist which had promptly cracked the stone of his arm rest. He stared disbelieving at the strength he didn't expect himself to have. Hell do normal liches have this kind of strength? Granted he never officially faced one himself at his peak, so perhaps it is?
He leaned back to blink or well with no eyelids that's hard to do. "Hmm i need to invest in that.." Dragons would do him well, but that would be far from now, wouldn't it be? Beside the point. Exhaling he flicked his attention on the throne room he was in, crimson green flames giving this tomb a bizarre look, dark tattered carpet that ran up to the double doors. Massive chandeliers hanging far above each a lit as the torches scouring the walls massive pillars with coffins for giants carved into them. He counted 8 with these massive coffins. Perhaps just decor? He also notice the coffins much smaller close to human size with a foot added on. They lined the walls behind the pillars.
Hmm so are they really decor? Or are they meant for something else. Now that i think about it. this looks rather like a classic boss room doesn't it? Those might be my troops?
If so, then what do they contain? Could be anything, hell who's tome is this? It isn't his, he died just like many others in a city. Quite frankly he didn't see this as his, if so who could have carved it? Issue is he couldn't tell if it was his body or not. Nor the age of the tome. It was too ancient. Or perhaps there was another reason why it appeared so damaged?
###Her sword clashed against undead guards that came rushing into the chamber. Her eyes blood shot armor scratched up and beaten. Rena unleashed a flurry of blows upon her enemies, as said undead are easy kills, unless in groups. and with the walls alive plus a horde streaming from the tomb. This was a horror she didn't expect, why so many undead?!
Dale on the other hand wasn't having much issue with masses of enemies. Although mana reserves are worrying him. He had been keeping most the enemies off his companions, but eventually he too will tire. Balls of fire trailed over Rena exploding deep in the horde. Whilst a flickering green barrier kept the living walls from enclosing on them. "Their endless!!"Lia too found arrows to be troubling. Sure she had several quivers, but they were running low. Although her enchanted arrows did a good number to undead, she had yet to use the explosive tips to avoid friendly fire and its just in case the wizard ran out of juice to spill on the dead. Damn, should've brought a return scroll.. Was Lia's thought as another detachment of enemies broke off the main and shambled towards her.
The three of them had plenty of issues, but the most was perhaps dale who worryingly looked at his barrier. He was almost out. "Rena Lia pull back! I'm almost out I have one last attack in me!" Upon hearing it Rena disengaged and bolted, last to dale was never last to them. She always knew this, each time he grew stronger his last attack grew in force almost 10 fold. Its like calling 40% of your stocks 'a little left'Lia couldn't back up any further, so she just kept her focus on the current unwanted skeletons making their way towards her. Whilst Dale rose up his hand a flicker of dark crimson flame wisping into existence. Feeding off his mana by the droves. Each intake forcing Dale to intensely focus to not lose control of his own spell and bring the entire tomb down on their heads. He found it much harder the more it took. Flame growing in size ever so sightly, a raging soul seemingly buried deep within. He called this spell, Souls Fiery.
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