Awakening: I Ascend As A Legendary Ranked Necromancer-Chapter 106: I summon

I didn’t have time; it was best to take care of this quickly. My whip snapped faster than Arkin could trace, and it slammed into his neck, driving him into a wall with a grunt before I jerked him forward.

"Now, tell me where the Blood Necromancer is."

Arkin stopped struggling to free himself, and he looked up in surprise. "How do you know that name? He’s here, isn’t he? He’s finally here! Oh! Oh! Oh! To think he’ll climb that low just to see me...!"

The rope tightened like a snake. "That’s not the question. Where is the bastard?"

"And how am I suppose to know? I’ve not seen the bastard in years. He’s not the sort that just wandered around, but to think he’ll be here!" Arkin knew the bastard was on the move, but to think he’s that fast.

All he planned to do was hold up here till he got a reply message from him, but that bastard was already moving! Arkin gritted his teeth. ’My dark paladins are not here yet!’

"From your reaction, you know he’ll be here or at least after us; you just don’t know when. Are you the one that ’sell’ me to him?" I asked.

"Of course! After my dark paladin failed to kill you I can only do one thing since I can’t face the three of you by myself. I ally with a more powerful Cult member," he grinned. "Well, technically he’s my superior. He wants the Necromancer, and I want the chaos, Devourer."

My eyes darkened. ’So it’s this bastard that caused all this. From kidnapping them to getting them almost killed in that zone now they have Litha. All because of this guy. I won’t give him an easy death.’

"You still haven’t answered my question. Where is the Blood Necromancer?" I changed my weapon to a long sword, and then I pointed it at his left eye.

"Alright, I’ll ask you one thing," Arkin’s face suddenly changed from fearful to a gleeful smirk. "How can I get my hands on the Necromancer?" At the same time, he used the artifact on his legs, ’Haste,’ to quickly move backward. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

I let him; after all, he couldn’t get away from the room without passing through me. "You want me? Then you’ll have to go get me yourself, but I should probably warn you. I bite, really hard."

Arkin nodded. "Don’t I know? You guys got away from me once but not this time. I’ll take the Necromancer and be gone before that bastard knows what’s happening."

I frowned. ’Why is he now acting carefree? Isn’t this the man that was cowering just moments ago? What’s happening? He’s up to something!’

Arkin spread his hands. "What do you even know about the chaos Cult? I’ll let you in on something. The chaos god grants us power, we can summon chaos monsters and add their powers to our.

"Originally there must be a rank you must attain in the cult to summon powerful monsters. But if you can pay the price like I did on the floor where you foiled my plan... as a High priest, I can summon...!"

I didn’t let him finish; I threw myself forward, my sword blurring downward in a swing that meant to cut off Arkin’s shoulder. I didn’t miss.

"Yes!" Arkin laughed as the sword pierced his left shoulder and cut it clean off; blood sprayed and splattered, and the hand hit the floor with a thud.

My shocked face was covered in blood as I stared at him. "You are mad."

Arkin laughed louder, and tears began to fall from his eyes; he touched his stump and laughed even harder. His face twisted each time.

I took a step back, not out of fear but of the strangeness, the wrongness of it. "What are you planning...."

Then Arkin raised his left hand, and his ring glinted; something flew out of his spatial ring and shot off at me. I jumped back and slashed in front of me, my sword cutting into something soft that reminded me of... flesh!

The body I had just cut landed in two places in front of me, and I stared in surprise. More bodies began to fall from the ring: men, women, and children of all races. They fell like rain, and soon, the ground was piled high with bodies with Arkin in the middle of it all.

I gripped my sword tighter. This reminded me of the cult den back then when I was kidnapped. All the bodies with the slit throats. "What are you planning."

’Whatever he’s planning, I have to stop him now!’ I fell into the pile of bodies and began to cut my way forward. I kicked them out of the way without regard.

Arkin began to chant a spell; it came out in a twisted language that clawed terribly at the ears.

"Come out, I summon you with this feast Chaos Aberrants...!" He spoke the true name of the chaos monster, but it was lost in the air.

I suddenly froze, then jumped back from the bodies, my sword raised. ’What was that? That bloodlust! No, more than that! It’s an otherworldly aura that I felt.’

As I watched, a red fog came out of Arkin and fell on the bodies. The air tasted bitter, and then the room darkened; darkness flickered like a candle flame.

I held back a gasp as a shudder rocked my body. "What the...." The bodies began to melt together, bones and all, fusing to form a giant puddle.

Arkin moved toward the puddle and then fell inside. Yes, my eyes twitched, because it was like the puddle was a hole that he fell in, even his presence vanished.

Just when I thought maybe that’s it, the puddle ripped, and a voice came out. "Your poison has reduced the power of my summon." It was Arkin’s voice, but different.

He came out, and Arkin was now a monster. His mouth was wide to his ears and full of jagged fangs. His body was now covered in the hardened form of the puddle.

He raised both hands, and they were tipped with long, sharp claws.

I took a step back. ’Things have just become complicated.’