Debauchery of a Soul-Eating Wraith

"Ahhhh! Useless, all of you!" Neb yelled and with the man in black taking further steps back, the rogue Arcanist took one assured step forward and let his Spiritual energy reserves erupt like a storm.

Evian ignored this phenomenon as he, at that moment realized he was within a few feet of the comatose bodies of the brain-dead Arcanists who had suffered by Aren's hands and knowing they had no fulfilling lives to live anymore, Evian wasted no time slashing their necks, ending their lives and turn them into resources useful for his growth. Continue your adventure with m|v-l'e -NovelBin.net

[You have acquired 1,500,000 Soul Points]

[You have acquired 1,500,000 Soul Points]

Just as Evian swallowed the two souls, Spell circles appeared all over the ground beneath him and went as far as the eyes could see. Even showing up beneath Aren's feet. Only the Arcanist Evian had wrapped his Reaper chains was sparer and he grinned with delight at the use of an ultimate spell that had made Neb worthy of being someone believed to be on track to become one of the Unholy Paladins.

A post designated to create order within their growing numbers and champion their battle against the enemy that was the Arcane Church.

Anyway, the Spells around Evian exploded first, and although Phasing was enough to ascertain he survived, that was not the case for Aren.

The Priestess's eyes widened. She could feel a powerful threat from the spell circles all around and knew a movement circle would not get her to safety quickly enough so she clasped her hands together, drew out the very last dregs of Spiritual energy she still had pending a rest or the consumption of an energy recovery potion which she did not have the time to take.

Aren formed a simple but it resonated with every wisp of Spiritual energy within that area and a vast majority came together to bolster the Priestess' lessening reserves to cast her spell,

"Aura of Sanctity!"

Aura of Sanctity was a Spell an Arcanist only gains access to as a Priest/Priestess because it is believed to link the user to the very nature of the divinity that commands the Arcane faith and only one who was 'Holy' and appointed to office deserved to receive such knowledge.

A sphere surrounded Aren's body radiating a Pyrenees that caused Evian's ears to stand on end because the very feel of it seemed to go against his existence. That was the very use of the 'Aura of sanctity'; To eradicate the evil of the works but because of its command over surrounding spiritual energy; it doubled as a defensive shield and was just what Aren needed at the moment.

Alas, despite to support she received from the spell, the Proestess was still too weak and that was why, when the circles around her detonated, only a portion of the damage was defended against while the rest slammed into Aren, burnt her, and sent her head first into the barrier of the Array.

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"Aren!" Evian called once he had used phasing to survive the detonations.

He saw the Arcanist he had wrapped in chains look over at him with a floating smile before creating two spell circles as well as a movement circle beneath his feet just so he could go over to where Aren was and finish what Neb started.

Evian frowned, his grey eyes deep in their malice. His grip on his Spear tightened and he charged it up with Eldritch energy until the weapon was oozing with a deathly cold aura that gave off the feel of the descent and true reaper.

Evian followed the Arcanist's path with his eyes, made mental calculations with cold clarity, and then, with a mighty heave, he tossed the Spear and watched as it wheezed through the air.

He watched as his target realized the danger and created a protective field around his body only for it to be broken through by the Spear's relentless tip so that it struck his head with a mighty impact that cracked it open and caused an instantaneous death that was followed by an almost comedic slump to the ground.

Evian received the soul, his Soul Point Balance went up by yet another 1,500,000 but that was only at the very back of his mind while Neb the rogue now had his full attention.

With lips pressed together in anger at how Evian had laid waste to the rest of his fellows, Neb clasped his hands together to cast spells that honed in on Evian, and even when he phased and they went through his body, his eyes widened when he realized they did not go on to crash against the Array's barrier but just went around to try again.

This time, Evian erected the Gates of Gaheena only die them to be completely obliterated while the spells continued on his home in on him.

Evian waited until they were an inch away and then fell forward onto the ground and before the attacks could strike him down; he phased to safety, giving the spells no chance to evade slamming into the ground, creating a crater but canceling out anyway.

Meanwhile, when Evian next surfaced, he grabbed Neb's shoulder and gripped it tight while drawing back his fist coated with Eldritch energy to deliver a final blow that would no doubt be deadly.

"Get off me!" Neb yelled while slamming Evian's face with a concussive spell much like the one his fellow had used before and before that spell even pushed Evian away, Beh followed up with an explosive spell.

Evian didn't phase to avoid it but rather protected himself with a layer of Eldritch energy and although it was broken through and he was sent sliding five feet away, he had not suffered life-threatening injuries and when he looked into Neb's face, he did so with a grin.

"What do you have to grin about?" Neb asked preparing yet another powerful spell and revelling in the sense of accomplishment for successfully striking Evian while his fallen breath had failed.

"This," Evian said and snapped his fingers.

It was as though time stood still. As the sound of the fingers clicking together reached his ears, Neb felt a powerful energy run amok in his body.

*BOOM!!!*

In a brilliant explosion, with Neb standing in place with his eyes widened in horror, his shoulder exploded, taking his arm and a good portion of that side of his body with it.

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[Eldritch Detonation (Attack):

Cast a spell onto the body of your target to only become active at your behest.

Can be upgraded.]

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This was why Evian had made physical contact and made sure to retain it for at least five seconds. As a spell technically still at the level of a Wraith Lord (The Fifth Circle/Order), sneaking it past Neb's heightened senses required a misdirection and he also had the advantage of being able to take Bev by surprise.

Neb bled and every bit of strength he had seemed to leave him all at once as he fell to his knees but there was a reason Evian had not touched and implanted the spell on Neb's heart to bring about an instant death and that was because he still found him useful.

He grabbed Neb's head and branded him with his Seal. Because of how weak, mentally and physically, Neb now was, there was no need to drag him into the mental valley and the branding was instantaneous.

Knowing there was not much time left, Evian infiltrated Neb's mind and retrieved every information regarding the rogue and the overarching plot of it all but it didn't take long for the connection to sputter. Neb's life force was extinguished and he slumped with Evian's hand still on his head.

"Tch," Evian let out.

He had gotten some things but they had not nearly been all he could get so naturally he turned his sights to the stranger in black. The only one still present that could tell him what he wanted to know.

"Now, for you," Evian said.

The Stranger in black grinned,

"I thought you would say that."

He brought out the hand that had been behind his back and a five-ring Eldritch Spell Circle was protected above it,

"I'm not sure you'd be able to come for me though," he said.

"And why's that?" Evian asked as he stretched his hand toward his Spear still in the head of the Arcanist that had gone for Aren.

The Spear pulled free and sailed over to Evian's hand. He gripped it and pointed it at the Stranger in black. Perfectly at the awe because the hard part was gone and he refused to see how he would struggle to end the life of one measly Wraith Lord.

"You'll have more 'important' things to worry about," the stranger said and the spell circle oozed the wicked energy of the Abyss that snuck into the bodies of all the dead on the scene.

Evian watched as they all jolted and began to raise themselves. Controlled by an otherworldly force of o move and function even while being so definitely dead.

'Zombification,' Evian thought.

"You have amazed me, Evian Stygian. You possess so many gifts and such power and potential. It's hard to decide if to make you useful or end you quickly.

Remember the name Behran, because I will surely remember yours.

Anyway, know that these creations of mine are volatile and will explode, um, well, now."

*Boom!*

One exploded and Evian's eyes went toward Aren still prone against the Array barrier with the undead Arcanist staggering toward her.

He phased and closed the distance between them in the space of a second, wrapped his arms around her body ask Phased with her to safety while seven more bodies exploded with intense force.

The explosions were Behran's cover and when they ended with Evian cradling Aren against his body, the Wraith was gone and the Array that blocked them from the outside world had vanished.