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Hassan, the Necromancer of the Black Star
190 ? Black Star Necromancer Hassan #1
The festival lasted for about four days.
The sound of firecrackers exploding every night, people singing and playing loud instruments.
It was so full of laughter, chatter, drinking, fighting, and breaking things that you could see why Sodomora was nicknamed the city of pleasure.
It was a summer with many things to celebrate, such as the victory in the war against the cultists and the subjugation of the Thieves Guild Hydra, so it was even more exciting.
However, the city, which was filled with all kinds of dazzling sights, gradually returned to its original appearance as time passed after the festival ended.
Of course, Sodomora is a city with a population of tens of thousands.
As it was a city that boasted power comparable to that of the kingdom’s capital, King’s Palace, even after the festival was over, it was still noisy and chaotic.
Still, the peculiar quiet that came after a period of frenzy was so chilling.
Of course I liked the quiet.
I originally didn’t like noisy things, and a quiet atmosphere was perfect for hiding my actions and whereabouts.
I left the bustling city early in the morning, lost in the afterglow of the festival, and headed alone, as usual, to the site of the abandoned sun god temple near the city’s west gate.
During the festival, all I did was clean the temple and practice combat while keeping quiet in case of an attack by the Temple Knights.
“Get behind, Inma!”
Kieruk!
A green glowing goblin that dies instantly with a short scream when you hit its head with a club.
There are already five goblins lying at my feet, spitting out blood. It shouldn’t have been long since I was struggling with three or four of them attached to my body.
Now, I was confident that I could handle ten or twenty of them by myself.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. Oh, oh, oh, oh.
“You didn’t lose it?”
I was planning to break its skull with one blow. The last remaining goblin was lying on the ground, struggling and spewing out what I couldn’t tell if it was a curse or an insult.
It’s still alive despite its head being shattered. It’s a terrible monster, but it also looks a little pitiful. If possible, I’d like to kill it with one blow.
“I told you not to avoid it.”
Crack.
I raised my club and made sure to crush the guy’s head to ensure a sure kill. Then, my club, the Fear Crusher, throbbed loudly with a thump, thump.
I brought the stick close to the goblin’s corpses as it trembled like a hungry beast. I know what this guy wants now.
Ss …
Then the club sucked up all that blood and absorbed it, like a man who had been wandering the desert for days, thirsty.
Hard-.
And then it gets so strong that it’s like something long and hard from excitement, and it just feels fucking. I don’t mean fucking in a disgusting way, I mean it feels like a real man’s penis.
It is said that the blood of the sub-branch makes it long and strong.
In fact, my club felt like it was about ten centimeters longer now that it had absorbed the blood of goblins and monsters since I first received it.
Now, it’s really more like a baseball bat than a baton or baton. Or maybe just a little longer?
Of course, the reach has been lengthened to a certain degree, so it’s fun to swing around, and the weight has also increased considerably, so the power has also increased significantly, which is satisfying.
But this sub is going to keep getting longer, right?
I was a little nervous about how far the club would grow, and I cut off the fangs and ears, which were byproducts from the goblin corpses. I thought Luna would like it if I brought it to her.
Cashey!
OMG!
Kissit, kissit!
These damn things keep coming out endlessly.
I don’t know if it’s just my imagination, but I feel like goblins have been appearing around the city more often since the festival ended.
It was only at this abandoned temple site that I could encounter goblins several times a day.
To be honest, I’m wandering around here alone because I’ve grown up to a certain extent, but I think it would be quite a struggle for the Iron Tier adventurers who mainly clean up this temple site.
Luna, Malco, and Platan also had a hard time because of the goblins.
Anyway, I was starting to get tired of swinging my club, so I spoke to the corpses lying around.
“Young people, wake up.”
Full, full, full-.
Then, the goblin’s corpse, which had been frozen in place since death, raises itself up, twisting its joints and bones in a strange direction.
Kkaaaaaaah-!!
Gayaaaaaaaaa-!!
Soon, it started to let out a terrible scream with its blue eyes flashing. Even to me, it was a sight that was extremely horrifying and disgusting.
It was the same for the ugly monsters, as even the goblins, who had seemed to be gnashing their teeth to avenge their comrades just a moment ago, began to back away hesitantly.
But I wasn’t so easygoing as to send back those monsters that bared their fangs at me.
Swish.
Let’s move our hands lightly as if we were chasing a fly.
Geraaaaaa!!
Blue-eyed goblin zombies, corpses, whatever you want to call them, soon pierce and tear apart the bodies of the fleeing goblins.
Choaaaak-.
Soon, the blood gushing from their bodies dyed the surroundings red. The five or so goblins that had just rushed toward me also turned into corpses in an instant.
『Settle the Minion Battle.』
『Task value + 5』
『Current task value + 190』
“Okay, you guys join the unit too.”
Swish, swish-.
With a few more waves of my hands like a seasoned conductor, the goblins that had just died also picked themselves up from the ground, their torn joints and bones haphazardly put back together.
Krrrr.
Dalgrak, just like that.
It was a truly surreal scene.
Moreover, my head feels tingly as if the frontal lobe or back of my head is going to break because it’s me who’s causing it.
In the days since the raid on Antiope’s Courtyard, I have often experimented with my necromancy in such secluded places.
When the thugs invaded the yard, I was worried that I would be able to protect Luna and my future with my current abilities, so I thought I had to do something.
I used to vaguely think that Luna was the daughter of a great being called Nox, so Nox would take good care of her, but that wasn’t the case.
I really felt in my own body that Luna and I had to protect our yard ourselves during the final battle with Antiope.
The gods do not interfere in worldly affairs, even when it comes to their own children.
I don’t know why, but that’s probably why Antiope, Mars’ daughter, also didn’t receive any help from Mars.
Could this have something to do with the beginning of a period of silence 30 years ago when the gods stopped answering prayers?
So I decided that I would first build up my strength enough to be able to protect myself, no matter what.
In that sense, to be honest, my skills as a warrior are third-rate, or at best second-rate.
But as Paranoy said, he seemed to have quite a talent for necromancy, so he carried out these secret actions even though he knew it was a dangerous power.
Wearing a mask and a robe.
They are engaging in behavior that is literally like socializing.
So, based on what I’ve felt over the past few days, the minions I’ve created are pretty strong.
The bone goblins made of bone easily outclass the goblins that normally appear in the wild.
Goblin bones can defeat goblins. This is truly a case of a blue chip beating a yellow chip.
Perfect upward compatibility.
Krrrrrr… .
Of course, I am a little worried about its brutality and vicious attack performance.
Fortunately, these guys never seemed to get out of control because they were clearly trained to follow my orders.
So, where do they start and where do they go with their orders? I suddenly wondered about the limits of these guys’ authority.
To what extent are these guys my subordinates?
When I was Elfriede’s slave, I heard all sorts of orders.
But even slaves are ultimately human beings with egos. Even if they are whipped, they often disobey orders that seem completely absurd.
For example, he did express his intention to refuse orders such as not sleeping for a day and massaging his body.
This kid! He needs to taste the whip!
Of course I got hit.
Anyway, then I wondered if these guys would disobey my orders too. So, since I had already thought about it, I decided to experiment.
“Okay, from now on-.”
And there’s nothing better than testing your limits.
“-Kill each other. Until only one remains.”
As soon as my command is given, the ghosts made of corpses and bones begin to fight each other, swinging their sharp claws at each other.
Crunch, crunch.
The melee was more intense than expected, which was a bit surprising.
Krrrr… .
So the one who eventually survived was the Bone Goblin, whose right arm was bizarrely dismembered with bone fragments stuck all over it.
“Right. You win.”
Krrrrrr… .
Since each individual has its own unique characteristics and features in terms of performance and appearance, it seems that variables exist like this.
I touched the guy’s massive right arm with my hand. I felt the hard, bone-like sensation and the letters D-ring- came to mind.
『Name: Hassan’s Bone Goblin – Right is lv. 12 + 1
Status: Strengthened Dominance by Grace》 Emitting Fear》
I can even see the status of the minions I created. Subal, the grace of the Sun God is truly amazing.
It has a name. It is more about strengthening dominance and emitting fear.
The items and levels written in that state were the same no matter which corpse was raised and touched.
I think the strengthening of dominance through grace is probably due to the power that my necklace radiates.
It seems that fear emission is literally the ability to release an evil aura around you, freezing small animals in their tracks.
But I don’t know why the ‘+ 1’ item written on that level exists. I wish I could ask someone. I couldn’t find out on my own.
Anyway, to sum it up, these minions were quite useful.
“Okay, then get up again.”
Sweep, slurp.
I resurrected the corpses that had died fighting each other.
“eww-.”
I felt a bit dizzy for a moment, but it was bearable because it was similar to the feeling of anemia that occurs when you raise your body after having your head down for a long time.
If you revive more than five corpses a day, the anemia you start to feel will get worse as the number of times you revive increases.
So I tried to see how many times I could revive the goblins. After about a hundred times, I started to feel really out of breath and my vision started to spin, and I ended up vomiting.
There seems to be a limit to how many minions can be revived. So I wanted to experiment with how many minions can be used at once.
However, since there are not many corpses, only about ten have been found so far.
Still, I can command ten monsters that are around level 12. I think I could command a decent Iron Tier platoon on my own.
Sval, should I really change my profession to necromancer?
Should I become a socialite?
I’m starting to feel confused about my identity.
However, necromancy is a strongly forbidden practice by the laws of the kingdom, and if it is discovered that I am connected to necromancy, my adventuring status may be revoked.
So, in order to become a gold tier adventurer, the only way was for Hassan, a bronze tier adventurer and a barbarian warrior, to become stronger.
Ugh, ugh.
I did a good job of stretching my shoulders, neck, and lower back. I was going to be moving around a lot from now on, so it was good to loosen up my body so that I wouldn’t get any tightness.
Round and round.
After finishing warming up my body by shaking my wrists, forearms, and even my finger joints, I spoke to the ten minions I had raised.
“Come on, kids. Don’t let them off easy.”
Kreaaaah-!!
Kkaaaaaaah-!!
With those words, ten bone goblins began to rush towards me.
Ten monsters with blue eyes, on a whole other level than the green-skinned monsters I had just slaughtered, rushed toward me with murderous intent.
Kkiaaaak!
“Sval, that’s really scary-.”
This was my new training method.
Avoiding the irregular attacks and killing intent pouring in from all directions and subduing them.
It was quite difficult. Perhaps it was because I had been trained to avoid Hippolyte’s reckless punches one after another, or perhaps my ability had grown in the final battle with Antiope, but I was surprisingly able to do it.
Choaaaak-!
Just then I felt the goblin’s claws cut into my side.
“Ouch! What the f-!”
It was just a few seconds ago that I thought I could do it. If I let my guard down, this is what will happen. I screamed, rubbing my torn robe and bleeding side with my gauntlet.
“These little bastards, they really won’t let me look after them!”
Stop.
For a moment, the bodies of the goblins I summoned stopped. These little guys are surprisingly perceptive.
Krrrr… .
“No, it’s okay. You don’t have to look at me. Fuck, come at me! That’s how you improve your skills!”
Creep… .
But maybe it was because I yelled at them once that the problem arose. The goblins hesitated and could not easily attack me.
It feels like the eyes of those guys, who only have blue light, are looking at each other.
Phishing-. Swish!
At that moment, something flying at high speed from afar hits the goblin on the forehead.
Kreugh-.
The goblin hesitated for a moment and almost fell over, but soon regained his composure. Now I could see that there was a fairly sturdy arrow embedded in the guy’s head.
“Skadi, you got it! Over there, over there! We’ll help you!”
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