Necron: The Legend Of Rezar DeathWind

Chapter 145: Merchants (VI): Conflict

Rezar didn't make the first move, instead the soon to be obliterated enemies did as two swift arrows made their way for his forehead, moving at a speed that his reflexes couldn't keep up with. Both arrows went through his head and burst out the other side, a stream of blood flowing out in to the air as Rezar's head was pushed back from the force of the arrow's movement. These were wood through his head, and while it wouldn't kill him, his body still reacted to having holes punched through his brain, he lost all feeling and fell off his perch on Tony seemingly dead.

The thin man turned around, seemingly satisfied that he had made a point and an example, but except for his people who seemed to clamor in excitement, nobody else moved as Priest watched on impassively, his eyes looking beyond the man who just messed with the wrong person. Rezar cannot be killed except by the powers of the very people who now served as his king's guard and the first general of his army. And Priest knew for a fact there wasn't anyone around here with demonic abilities, he couldn't speak for the archers, but this two dozen men and women who were slowly dropping their weapons, were not a threat to his lord king.

"don't you thinks its improper to turn your back on an enemy when you've not even made sure he was dead, that's just sloppy and even worse that's looking down on me." The thin man's eyes widened as Rezar popped up behind him, fangs out about to drain his new found enemy of every blood in his body.

But this thin man was arrogant for a reason, an elbow smashed into Rezar's chest, pushing him back as the thin and turned with an exquisite flourish and stabbed a flattened palm into Rezar's chest. In return Rezar head-butted him, forcing his opponent to take three steps back and retract his hands from Rezar's bleeding chest. By now his very official looking clothes were completely ruined, his blood and the dust from the ground had pretty much made sure of that. The thin man on the other hand was shocked that Rezar was still alive, but he was not going to let that stop him as he moved closer, his body moving in well trained and flourished movements as his leg shot out.

Three kicks with one foot, and Rezar could not block against anyone of them, and each of those hits left piercing painful feeling in his body that seemed to slow him down by quite a bit. It was almost as if he was under a debuff, but without any system message he could know. The thin man jumped up really fast, his knee coming for Rezar's face as he tried capitalizing on Rezar getting cut off guard. What he got was half a dozen spectral chains stabbing into his body, however the sound of metal smashing against metal, rang out as the chains found no purchase, but the man was blasted backwards into the group of people holding and keeping watch on Priest.

He was not the only one who knew how to take advantage of a situation as one of his chains shot forwards and wrapped around Priest's Torso, while two more wrapped around his remaining body. In that moment the pointed end of the chains found purchase in the two guards who were keeping watch over priest, stabbing into their skulls as Priest was dragged back, completely covered as a couple of arrows pinged off his body.

[Summon Undead]

[Summon Familiar]

Rows of skeletons showed up, ready and geared for war as there was a flash of white and Valka was suddenly at the forefront, larger than he previously was, and ready to bite off some heads. The thin man quickly got to his feet, his people about to charge and start a bloodbath, and it was much the same for Rezar as Kitagawa and the remaining King's guard gathered in front of Rezar, with Screet taking the forefront an eerie smile on his ghoulish mole-man face.

This man was well trained, like severely well trained to the point that he could dance circles around Rezar and kill him before he even knew what hit him. Their strength and speed were equal, and his martial skills were literally the best Rezar had ever seen. He wasn't human that was for sure, rather he seemed to be either a dark elf or a moon elf based on his blackish purple skin, but he had no ears, there wasn't the short points to show him as half, or the long one to show him as a full elf, he had the skin tone but not the defining ears to go with it.

But just as Rezar scrutinized him, he also watched Rezar with wary eyes. Rezar was strong and fast, and the man knew Rezar did not give their fight his all, but what truly scared him and left him unsettled was his inability to die.

And given the skeletons that just popped up around him. He was a death class holder, but when have death class holders been this physically strong, sure there were a few of them, like the death knights who could match up in physical strength with other warrior classes, but necromancers capable of summoning the dead were weak. It was not well known, but death class holder can only have a single death class, any other class would be pretty normal.

And only Necromancers dabbled in the summoning and raising of the dead, but this guy just threw everything people knew about death classes over its head. Or maybe not and he just has a really rare warrior class that he has leveled up quite well. But he seems quite amateur as a fighter though. Rezar cocked his head to the side and much to the shock of everyone around him said to him.

"Come work for me instead." Almost everyone did a double take, and if Rezar's own people weren't aware of their King's childlike curiosity, they would have been surprised longer. But the man was only surprised for a little while before he looked up and said.

"No." an answer that was pretty much expected.

"Who ever said you had a choice in the matter."

[Raise Undead]

And then all hell broke loose.