Holy Necromancer: Rebirth of the Strongest Mage

?He stopped before Karyk, who was standing in a grand hall, as if waiting for them.

The old man went down on his knees, respectfully greeting Karyk. "This old man greets the City Lord."

Karyk extended a hand to help the old man up, his eyes filled with compassion.

He recognized the pain and sadness in the old man's eyes. He could also see some disbelief.

With a gentle smile, Karyk said, "Please rise, my friend. Your presence here honors me."

As the old man got back on his feet, his eyes glistened with gratitude.

"Thank you, City Lord, for your kindness and generosity," the old man exclaimed. "I never thought I would have the opportunity to stand in this grand hall... The hall that my son gave his life to protect."

As he spoke, his voice carried his pain. For a father, losing his son in any circumstance was a tragedy, but to know that his son had given his life to protect others was both a source of pride and profound sorrow.

"Your son was a hero of this city, as were many others. And I promise, their sacrifices won't be in vain. The people of this city will certainly have the opportunity to take revenge for what they lost! I'll make sure of that!"

As Karyk spoke, he reached out his hand, placing them on the man's forehead. "This might hurt a little."

As he spoke, he sent his aura inside the man's body, albeit only a trace of it. After comprehending the knowledge of this world, he had a better understanding of the bloodlines of this world.

The Purebloods were so strong because their bloodlines had no restriction, other than their age limitation. But the mixed bloods had no advantage to having a trace of Elzerian bloodline.

It was as if when mixed with another bloodline, the Elzerian bloodline completely stopped working. This was also what made the mixed bloods so weak.

They were also descendants of the Elzerians but because their ancestors married into other bloodlines, they had lost the advantage of the Elzerian Bloodline.

The Elzerian Bloodline had become the secondary bloodline of the descendants who lost everything that came with it. But Karyk knew that the only way to turn their fates was to awaken their original bloodline!

The only way to do that was to completely erase their main bloodline so only the Elzerians Bloodline was left. He wanted to turn them to Purebloods, something that no one had ever thought to be possible.

Fortunately, Karyk believed he could do it. He had the knowledge of two worlds and various life forms throughout the millennials. He also used the knowledge of the Celestial Dynasty.

Although he didn't know if he could succeed, but even if there was a small chance, he didn't want to lose it.

He used his aura of death to completely devour the primary bloodline of the old man. In this way, he strengthened his Elzerian Bloodline, while also gaining the essence of the old man's other bloodline.

The old man felt immense pain that made him roar loudly. Unfortunately, his voice never reached outside the palace that was covered in magic. This was also the only reason he didn't do this back at the training ground.

He didn't want the citizens to be scared away after seeing how painful it was.

Although the process lasted for only a few seconds, the old man felt as if an eternity had passed. However, something unique also happened to him.

His old white hair started turning into a beautiful shade of black. The transformation brought a youthful glow to his face, smoothing out the wrinkles and restoring his once vibrant appearance.

As the process ended, the old man fell to his knees, his breathing heavy. He subconsciously wanted to curse Karyk for hurting him by lying about making him stronger. But before he could utter a single word, he felt shocked, seeing his reflection on the floor.

As he caught a glimpse of his reflection, he couldn't help but smile with delight. His eyes had also tried violet like that of Purebloods. Feeling rejuvenated, he now had a newfound sense of energy.

He could also feel that a newfound strength was coursing through his body, making him feel a strength like never before. It was as if everything Karyk had said was true. He had actually removed the restriction on his body.

The old man didn't know that his other bloodline was erased, but even if he had known, he wouldn't have cared.

He repeatedly thanked Karyk. The man before him truly felt like a god who could cause miracles. With Karyk at the helm, the old man truly felt that they should turn the tides of the coming battle.

Even the Puppet Master didn't understand Karyk's true intention when he said he wanted to create his own army. He had wondered how mixed bloods could challenge the Purebloods. But he hadn't realized that this was the exact problem that Karyk was going to solve.

However, Karyk didn't just turn them into Purebloods. He also left a small seed of death inside their hearts while erasing their main bloodline. With this, he could control their life and death if they ever tried to betray him.

"This is just the beginning. We have a long way to go." Karyk told the old man, patting his shoulder. "When you're out, send the next person in."

The old man nodded. He stood up and quickly left the grand hall. For Karyk, the old man was a walking . Even the ones who were previously hesitant and on the fence could turn their thoughts around with such a great walking .

For the rest of the day, citizens kept entering the Grand Hall, and leaving excitedly. Every encounter took only a few seconds.

However, even after being this fast, Karyk was only able to awaken around twenty thousand people throughout the day before the sun started setting.