The Genesis Of A Necromancer

A higher demon. It was indeed no simple title, and those who bore this title weren't simple either.

They were the ones who stood at the peak of the planes, the powerful beings that made the rules in this crooked abyss.

Let alone the humans, even most of the angels feared them.

And right here, standing before one, Jack addressed him without regard, even using an unspoken word, as if dragging his reputation through the mud.

Of course, anyone who stood where he was would definitely be enraged.

However, his anger merely lasted a second.

'His arrogance... There was only one other human who was just as arrogant and confident as he is,' Zamazo stopped to ponder for a moment, the anger on his face swapping to one of caution.

If his thoughts were right, then he had more than enough reason to be careful.

Naon, who carefully observed his master, could see slight reluctance, which baffled him a lot.

'Is Master Zamazo holding back his rage? If so, why would he do such a thing in the first place? For humans, nonetheless?' Naon was confused.

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To him, this was in fact the best time to grab the soul of the lord.

From his perspective, Jack was weak, and so was his entire crew.

He had only failed the last time, firstly, because he truly underestimated the power of the young incarnate, and coupled with that, he had never expected the young girl to come in the first place!

Why would a priestess want to save a demon?

It didn't make even the slightest sense to him.

However, that didn't matter at the moment. All that mattered was that his master was here, not only that, but a couple of his army as well.

There was no way they were going to escape!

Even seeing his master's reluctance wasn't enough to make him believe they would leave empty-handed.

Zamazo flashed a smile. Then, cautiously, he looked back over his right shoulder, where Naon stood.

"Naon, plans have changed. Erect a barrier to contain my aura as much as you can. Have the others support you as well," Zamazo said with a slightly grim voice.

Although he wasn't quite sure just yet, his gut feelings were telling him something was definitely wrong somewhere.

'Normally, I would be there by now, thrashing him without a second thought... But I'm being careful, all because of that man... Well, if my thoughts are true, then I definitely can't take that risk,' Zamazo thought. Meanwhile, Naon was already carrying out the orders he was given.

Not too far away, Jack stood with an unnervingly calm face.

A lot had changed about him, and Alisha could tell.

"Why are your men retreating? Are you letting me off so easily?" Jack asked with a mocking voice. Despite being tied under such a situation, he didn't even seem bothered.

This was always a part of him. He had always been the arrogant prince; now, one could only imagine what he would be as a lord.

Although calm on the surface, Jack was quite unsettled inside.

'I can't escape from him; it's impossible. So far, we've locked sight, he'll always find me. And at my level as a mage, let alone outrunning him, I can't even make it a meter away from here. The only thing I can do is fight. It's very much unavoidable.' After much thought, he knew there was no other option other than to fight.

But that wasn't the only reason why Jack was still confident despite being faced by one of the most powerful beings in the planes.

It was because of the notification that had appeared before him.

[Host has unlocked all the treasures!]

Right after he had bonded his soul with that of Erebus, he had completely unlocked the inventory, along with every weapon and treasure that lay in its hold.

This was the god's treasury!

A safe that was filled with weapons and accessories that even Zamazo was yet to know of.

However, there was one that Jack was more than happy to find among the list of weapons and accessories.

And that was the very weapon he was going to use to win this fight!

"You might appear normal at the moment, but there's only one person who can ever be as arrogant as you are right now. But it doesn't matter. Even if it appears you have fully unlocked your soul, your power is still very far from what it used to be," Zamazo stated, as his form began to change.

He grew a lot bigger than he was, his skin growing far more pale, and a pitch-black veil appeared out of nowhere, covering his face entirely.

His body seemed to be submerged in the very essence of darkness itself.

"I wouldn't want to involve others in this as well, so I'll leave your followers momentarily," Zamazo said, staring toward Alisha.

Despite not seeing what lay behind the pitch-black veil, as he tilted his head in her direction, Alisha could feel a powerful pressure unlike anything she had ever felt before.

And that, coupled with her weakened state, she almost fell to her knees. Thankfully, though, the pressure didn't last, and something strange began to happen.

It was as though the part of the earth where they stood was completely shrouded in darkness. Not only that, but it began to move, pushing them farther and farther away from Jack.

"Asri—" she wanted to come back, however, Jack simply waved his hands, stopping her in her motion.

'I'm not sure if this has fully cleared me off from the path that Asriel is meant to walk, and from Olion's warnings, I'll have to be just as careful as I've been. If anything, I would like to keep her away from any trouble, at least until that time comes...' Jack thought as he readied himself.

He let out a deep sigh, the power inside him still begging to be released.

And he was going to do just that.

Dark energy began to swirl right in front of Jack, gathering together like a tsunami.

Even the dark mist that was roaming around freely within the center of the canyon was pulled into the mass of darkness.

As the darkness continued to come together, Jack was slightly taken aback.

'Isn't the item meant to come from the inventory? Why does it appear as though it's only being created now?'

With the pitch-black energy being concentrated in front of Jack, all the demons observed carefully, some even peeping to get a closer look at what was coming out.

Everyone was curious, and that was also the same for Zamazo, who was already ready to battle.

But he was in no haste. In fact, he truly wanted to see if Jack would be able to defeat him.

They didn't have to wait for much longer. As the tsunami subsided, it left only one thing in front of Jack.

[Book of Death!]

[Even the souls of the dead will be called forth from their resting place! They shall serve the one true master! Not them alone, but the weapons which serve them!]

As always, the system description was as cryptic as ever, but Jack didn't even need it to know what the book was.

Not only was it in Erebus's memories, but he had also read about the book in the novel!

Zamazo's eyes, although hidden behind the veil, shone with greed.

'That is truly it! The Book of Death. The book that can grant me power above all the others!'

Jack had unknowingly presented Zamazo with what he was looking for all along.

'If I can get my hands on that book, I'll be unstoppable! I'll be the highest!' The greed in his eyes was visible.

Now it was certain, he didn't care if Jack had completely unlocked the soul of the lord, or even if it was the lord speaking through him. All he wanted was the book, and he was going to do anything in his power to get it!

But that—it wasn't going to be as easy as he thought, because this was just the start of it all.

Jack had chosen this book for a reason. It was because within that very book was the weapon of someone greater, someone who even Zamazo had yet to reach.

As the book stood before Jack, floating, the cover was pitch-black, adorned with a skeletal frame lining its side, giving it a peculiar luster.

In the center of the book was what appeared to be a skull, and by the side of the skull was what looked like a hooker.

Jack momentarily stood before the book, his body still plummeting with newfound energy, yet he still managed to hold it all back.@@novelbin@@

Slowly, he reached his hands for the book, and as though resonating with him, the pages flipped open.

He didn't need to chant or say a thing as the book seemed to already know what he wanted.

From the center page of the book, it began to come out.

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