Awakening: I Ascend As A Legendary Ranked Necromancer-Chapter 60: My will!

Cele burned it, and the air cracked with heat as yellow-red fire jetted out of her hand and washed over the monster. The goblin screamed and jerked back, smoking and trying to run away from the intense heat, but it only followed it.

I frowned as the smell of burnt meat filled the air, and I waited for it to turn to ashes, but no matter how she burned the monster, it only screamed and rolled on the ground; the blood around covered it and prevented it from burning completely.

"This is not working!" Cele shouted and stopped casting her spell. She shook her head, and when she spoke, a hint of unease stained it. "What type of magic is this? It just kept regenerating!"

Litha’s eyes glowed blue as she maintained the shield around us. "The others are ignoring us. Is that a spell too? A blood control spell?"

Yes, we could tell we were under the influence of the blood flower that bloomed in their eyes. The blood reminded me of something—the beastman.

Temur gritted his teeth and his eyes flashed darkly. "We have to retreat. If the three of them face....!!"

As if his words conjured them, they stood up, and the war chief bashed his hand on the table, breaking it and sending splinters flying. "Kekekekekehhh!"

The war chief pounced, flinging itself violently at the shield, and it cracked sharply, making Litha groan as her mana was pulled. "Shit! This thing is strong, probably S Iron!" The other goblins stood by their leader, ready to pounce with insanity.

Litha moved her hand fast, and the shield around us flickered; it appeared around the goblins instead. She squeezed her fist and the dome shield shrunk, holding the monsters tightly together with no room to fling themselves.

"Go....now!" Sweat ran down her face with the strain of holding an S Iron monster with four As.

The others didn’t waste the opportunity; we ran. I was the last to go as I waited for Litha. "Throw them now!"

Litha did; she shoved her two hands forward, and the monsters were blasted back as she turned the shield into a shockwave of energy.

We both turned to run, but the war chief goblin roared; it came out in a blast of shockwave that ripped the air with red-black energy and shook the earth. Litha and I both froze inches from the door as our entire body stiffened.

Even our blood seemed to stop moving and our mana froze.

I tried to shake myself into movement, but my limbs were erected into place. This is not good. A type of shock skill? Damn! Damn! Move, Torvan! Move!

But I didn’t even twitch; the goblins started to make their way over with easy strides, and it sent shivers down my spine. I wanted to clench my teeth. At least the others are safe. It was little consolation, but I held on tightly to it.

"Kelekekeke." Sharp caws started to rake my head, easily tearing my flesh and hair away. The goblins walked around me and faced me, shoving my rotten-breath face into my own.

My eyes turned sideways, and I saw another grip Litha’s head as if it were a small ball; then it started to tighten its hand in a slow but steady attempt to crush her head. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

My thoughts spun with desperation. Am I going to die here? Eaten alive by a goblin in some forsaken zone? After everything I endured to become an Awakener? No!

My heart surged in my chest, followed by my magic. Unholy magic bellowed around me like an oversized cloth of green smoke. The goblins flinched back, but nothing happened except that green fire continued to burn around me harmlessly.

The goblins came back and opened mouths that would swallow our heads whole.

I frowned mentally and thought calmly, I can’t die here!

I looked through the Unholy magic in my face and flinched inside. What is a blood formation doing above the goblins? And even though I couldn’t read the spell, I knew it, something so familiar to me.

I smirked in my mind, and my eyes glowed hotly with green fire, so intense the goblins closed their mouths with a firm click and drew back uneasily.

My face changed it became colder, and my spellbook flared to life above me. I opened my mouth and spoke what I didn’t know I could. "You dare use necromancy in front of me? Such arrogance! I carried the will of Mors, and the hell gates opened by my will!"

My Unholy magic thrummed once with the sound of a clap, and my energy spread around the room. It covered the goblins, and they shrieked, flinching as if the flame burned them as it entered their nose and mouth.

The blood flower in their eyes melted and fell away, rapidly replaced by burning green flames. The war chief goblin jerked and went to its knees. Its subordinates followed.

The spell on them was lifted, and Litha flinched; she touched her head and groaned. "What in the actual fuck is happening?"

I wanted to know as well, but I had an idea; I felt connected with the goblins now, the same as Hermit. Five invisible ropes connected the five goblins to me.

"So the blood spell was a Necromancer’s own. I simply replaced it with my magic." I shrugged.

Litha looked at me in surprise, then she turned to the kneeling goblin. "Wow."

I raised my brows. "Anything the matter?"

Litha shook her head. "A lot. Do you know what you just did? You broke a spell and replaced it with yours. At Iron rank. Impressive."

"Why?" To me, it seemed easy.

"Because magic is personal. To replace a spell, and it still retained its original purpose. Well, that’s massive."

I didn’t know what to say. It seemed so easy to suppress the blood spell. "Maybe because it is the same type of power? We should meet up with the others," I said instead.

"What are you going to do with these?" Litha pointed at the goblins.