21st Century Necromancer-Chapter 262 - 259: Bloodbath

Decay, deadly poison, bones, corpses, souls, curses, blood, and mystery, are the eight major schools of the necromancer, and also the Eight Great Factions of the Necromancer Class. However, all these factions ultimately succumb to death, or rather, it could be said that the eight schools are all born from death itself.

All things lead to unity, and all things will ultimately return to death. This is the highest creed of the necromancers, and it also represents the state of the Eight Great Factions.

This is also why the ritual room is nonagonal, but there are only eight stone slabs on the Magic Circle, because the last slab, carved with the symbol of death, is right now beneath Jounouchi Hiromi’s feet in the recess at the center of the Magic Circle.

This is the significance represented by this Magic Circle—all things lead to unity, and all will eventually return to death.

As the eight acolytes summoned by Chen Yu began chanting incantations on the eight circular stone slabs, the ritual also commenced.

The spells chanted by the eight acolytes were each different, according to the symbols on the stone slabs beneath their feet; they each chanted spells representing the eight schools of magic, infusing the stone slabs with magic power.

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With the chanting of the acolytes, magic power gradually poured into the eight slabs, illuminating the entire Magic Circle, emitting eight distinctly different colors.

Decay’s ash grey, deadly poison’s deep green, bone’s withered yellow, corpse’s ghastly pale, soul’s silver grey, curse’s deep black, blood’s dark red, and mystery’s deep blue. These eight different glows lit up the stone slabs, each representing a different power of the Eight Schools.

Looking at the somewhat familiar scene before him, Chen Yu couldn’t help but shake his head lightly, chasing the memories of when he first received the necromancer’s heritage out of his mind—that was a dark history he would never want to recall in this lifetime.

But Hiromi is much luckier than I was; back then, I only acquired the keys to unlock mystery and transcendence, unlike her who has my assistance in preparing the ritual to obtain a giant dragon’s flesh, soul, as well as the essence of its spiritual nature.

Thinking this way, Chen Yu opened the black tome in his hands. The pages turned automatically without wind, flipping to the corresponding page, which depicted and recorded a ritual scene identical to the one before him.

"All things lead to unity, all will eventually return to death."

"Sacrifice the corpse, let decayed flesh harbor poison."

"Sacrifice the blood, conjure curses from blood."

"Sacrifice the bones, and in the end they wither and decay."

"Sacrifice the soul, silent and steeped in mystery."

"Let the corpse be undying, bones become armor, the power of fresh blood, the soul becomes spiritual nature."

Spell after spell chanted in the language of death surrounded the Magic Circle, and the Dragon Corpse began to transform, its form fading while the power hidden within it separated out, turning into four colors of silver grey, withered yellow, ghastly pale, and dark red. These colors, following the grooves around the four outer circular stone slabs, began to fill the entire Magic Array gradually.

As the four different colors of power were extracted from the Dragon Corpse, four different colors of liquid began to fill the recesses of the Magic Array, and gradually started to flow into the central ring of the Magic Array.

As the first ring was filled, the other four circular stone slabs also lit up, and four additional forces similarly surged towards the center of the Magic Array along the grooves.

As the second ring filled up, the mouths of the nine skeletons surrounding the central depression of the Magic Array opened wide, and crimson blood gushed out, gradually filling the entire depression and soaking Jounouchi Hiromi’s body within the bloody waters.

"Hiromi, immerse yourself completely in it!" While controlling the ritual and transforming the giant dragon’s massive corpse into blood to fill the depression, Chen Yu instructed Jounouchi Hiromi, who was standing in the midst of it.

Watching the blood that gradually submerged her thighs, Jounouchi Hiromi felt a sense of evil and nausea, but upon hearing Chen Yu’s instruction, she took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and squatted down, letting the blood wash over the top of her head.

The moment Jounouchi Hiromi squatted down and felt the blood go over her head, a robust and overwhelming power seeped into her body through the blood, and she felt a tingling sensation as if she were being electrocuted!

It was the power of lightning from the dragon corpse! For no apparent reason, Jounouchi Hiromi instantly understood the source of this power.

It was not just power she felt; something in the blood seemed to be wrapping around her, enveloping her like a cocoon, and it seemed that some hard substances were forming on the surface of her body, resembling armor.

Not knowing what to do, Jounouchi Hiromi dared not lift her head out of the blood nor open her eyes. She didn’t understand the ritual, but she trusted Chen Yu implicitly, so she followed his instructions and remained unmoving within the blood, allowing the ritual to continue.

However, as the ritual progressed, and she even felt a layer of "armor" growing on her body’s surface, and the cocoon that enveloped her tightened its embrace, she finally struggled to breathe, choking momentarily as the thick stench of blood also poured into her mouth, and she swallowed the blood that was soaking her body.

"Gestaniius!" Just when Jounouchi Hiromi coughed uncomfortably on the blood that flooded her mouth, a voice resembling the roar of a beast exploded within her soul, roaring a name.

The name of the dragon corpse! Jounouchi Hiromi, almost passing out from being choked by the blood, realized in her daze that it was the name of the giant dragon.

As Jounouchi Hiromi lost consciousness due to the blood, the dragon’s corpse outside the Magic Circle had completely vanished, turning into the last specks of spiritual light that poured into the Magic Circle.

By that point, the entire Magic Circle’s glow had turned deep purple and the blood flowing in the depression shone with a purple spirit light, while in the Magic Circle’s very center, inside a nonagon-shaped pit, the blood was churning incessantly, and the soul shaped like a giant dragon struggled to burst forth but was firmly shackled by chains formed of blood and was gradually pulled into the whirlpool forming at the center of the blood.

Watching the soul of the giant dragon finally merge completely into the blood, Chen Yu finally closed the black tome in his hands, standing assuredly in front of the Magic Circle, waiting for the ritual to be complete.

As for the eight acolytes required for the completion of the ritual, they had already been consumed by the ritual’s proceedings, burning themselves to ashes, transforming into eight different spiritual natures that infused into the Magic Circle.

This was also a critical part of the ritual, sacrificing the eight acolytes to acquire the legacy of knowledge from each of the eight major schools of the necromancer from their souls.

Of course, under normal circumstances, such knowledge is beyond the memory and comprehension of the ordinary human brain and soul, so the ritual thoughtfully transformed it into an artefact imbued with Spiritual Intelligence, much like the black tome in Chen Yu’s hands.

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The giant dragon, on the other hand, was part of another segment of the ritual, offering flesh and soul as a sacrifice to bestow upon the recipient of the ritual a Transcendent physique and strength. The better and more spiritually rich the offerings, the greater the power gained.

Thinking of this, Chen Yu’s gaze towards the blood pool turned rather envious. After all, the ritual he underwent only provided him with half, and he almost had to settle for a Zombie to fill the numbers.