Holy Necromancer: Rebirth of the Strongest Mage

Chapter 1027: The Kiss of Death

Karyk's shadows engulfed her, silencing her magic. The darkness wrapped around her body, forcefully pulling her inside the abyss, despite her fierce resistance.

She was the second person that was sent to the abyss while she was still alive, left to slowly be devoured in the realm of neither.

The moment she was pulled in the darkness, she felt her surroundings change. The suffocating darkness that kept her restricted was gone. However, something much worse had taken its place.

It was as if she was sent to a different space where all she could see was a dark space spread as far as her eyes could see. In that space, she felt like she was being watched while something unknown was trying to devour more of her strength.

The feeling of being watched became stronger as she started feeling weaker. She couldn't even feel her connection with her world. She didn't know where she was, but she understood that she had to get out of here if she wanted to survive.

She had to break out of here, even if she had to damage the source of her life. Anything was better than dying here.

She conjured the staff made from world tree, a one of a long artifact that only the Fairy Lord had. She didn't even get the opportunity to use it against Karyk as every time she used it, it contained her life source.

Now that everything was already gone, she held no hesitation. She raised the staff, but before she could utter a single word, a hand came from behind her, closing her mouth.

Hands came from below as well, holding her ankles.

Shocked, she looked down. What she saw beneath her was even more surprising for her as it was none other than her daughter who had been killed much before her.

Her daughter's skin was dark, made purely from abyss, but it was impossible to not recognise her. Unfortunately, she couldn't feel any sense of life in those eyes of hers.

She brought the staff down, stabbing it in the skull of the person holding her feet. As the staff passed through her undead daughter's skull, she prepared to attack the person behind her to free her mouth.

"Mother, why do you hurt me? Why did you abandon me?" Her daughter recovered right away, as if she was immortal in this place.

She climbed up, placing her hands on her mother's cheeks. "Don't leave me, mother. Join us..."

"You are not my daughter!" The Fairy Lord tried to push the undead girl away but her hands simply passed through the body that was made from the abyss.

On the other end, she felt more and more hands appearing around her, holding her body to keep her in place.

Even her wrists that had passed through the undead daughter's body were kept in place, making her unable to pull it back.

"Don't worry, mother. Master loves us a lot. Join us, and be one of us..." the undead girl said, looking at the Fairy Lord with lifeless eyes.

"Never!" the Fairy Lord stated. She opened her lips to eat again, but before she could finish her sentence, her undead daughter planted her lips on her lips.

A single kiss that came from a daughter, yet the Fairy Lord wasn't able to push her away. She could feel that her undead daughter was drawing her life force with that kiss, each passing second her body growing weaker.

As the kiss continued, wrinkles appeared on the Fairy Lord's face as if she was growing old at a rapid face. With weakness increasing, she wasn't even able to hold the staff of a world tree that fell from her hands, floating in the endless abyss.

As a few more seconds passed, the fairy lord was nothing more than a bag of bones, appearing like an ordinary human that had crossed the age of hundred.

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Karyk entered the Royal Palace in the city of fairies, killing the remnants that had not joined the battle yet. Just like every other place he went inside, the City of Fairies was also turned into a ground filled with death.

After finishing, he sat on the throne where only the Fairy Lord was allowed to sit, prepared to accept the memories of the Fairy Lord.

In this place, he didn't have to worry about anyone disturbing him. Only the fairies could enter and leave this island, and all of them were gone now. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

He was the only person now who could open a Portal to the city of fairies, making it his personal domain.

As her memories flowed into him, he felt some emotions, but it was quickly drowned in the sea of his fractured mind.

Karyk called forth his Undeads, telling them to start repairing the city. Rather, he told them to remake this city which was going to be their home from now on.

The city was to be remade as per Karyk's will, leaving behind no remnants of the fairies of the forgotten era. An entire high species was made to go extinct by a single person that appeared in this world only a few months ago.

As the time trickled away, the memories of the fairy lord were fully absorbed by him. At the same time, the undead mages kept working on reforming the city.

From this moment onwards, this wasn't the city of fairies but the city of abyss, where only those with the aura of death could live.

After taking the memories, Karyk left the Palace. He looked at the bright sky that was shining above the city of darkness.

He didn't ask anything, nor did the silence of the fallen city offer any answers. Karyk knew that his journey was far from over.

He turned away from the ruins, opening another portal with a flick of his hand. The path ahead was shrouded in uncertainty, but one thing was clear: there was no turning back.

With one last glance at the desolate city, he stepped through the portal, vanishing into the unknown.