On top of some stone rumbles, a piece of paper was thrown into the air before it was ignited in dark green flames.
If one were to look carefully, quite many similar pieces of paper were lying around which weren´t burned at all.
"Sigh~, again? Even though I told you that it´s useless, you still pursue the wrong path." Danzel said as a small dagger in his hand approached the barbarians hip.
"N-No! No more of it! I won´t do it again! It was a mistake! I didn´t mean- AGH!!"
Driving the dagger into his flesh, the barbarian's scream was heard through the distance.
Pulling the dagger out, Danzel stared coldly at the mentally and physically scarred barbarian who acted quite arrogantly an hour ago.
With the help of his runed contracts, he was able to find out the answer to his question, as if he lied he would know imminently with the contract getting ignited in flames. In the times when the barbarian refused to speak in the first place, he resorted to a more...forceful manner.
In the form of torture that is.
Hearing the man's screams and the expression that the barbarian made every time he stabbed him, made him remember how convenient being an undead truly was.
Walking a few steps back and sitting on top of the largest rock, Danzel threw the dagger away and thought back on the information he gained.
`There is another necromancer in the desert´
That was the first thing that he managed to confirm from the barbarian.
Which got him quite interested for several reasons.
As if he didn´t count Nersan´rah, he himself didn´t meet a necromancer ever.
Of course, Danzel didn´t consider the goblin shaman as one necromancer.
After all, the shaman was pathetically weak now that he looks back at it.
He doubted that even if it had used his whole mana, he wouldn't manage to kill him with his current body.
Nevertheless, according to the barbarian, the necromancer is supposed to be quite powerful.
And supposedly, he is the leader of a mercenary group that he and the others of his group wanted to join.
That made him think of an idea.
Since he was currently stuck with [Lower Class Death Magic] and he had no idea how to improve it, he thought that asking advice from that necromancer could solve his problem.
After fighting with the old magic caster, he realized how lacking his attacking options were.
In fact, he always knew that this problem existed, it was just that other stuff held much bigger importance.
Making it is pushed back in his side thoughts.
If he were to find the reason or at least a hint of how to upgrade his talent, then he will have many other options.
'I guess meeting him under the pretext of joining his group should make it possible for me to meet that necromancer peacefully.'
"At least I hope so..." Danzel said as he shook his head.
Of course, he could continue massacring whatever came into his sight and use the XP he would gain to make his current abilities better, but this choice would only improve his current him without giving him any new options that he desperately lacked.
`Even if I do that, with that damned magic caster that escaped, sooner or later routers about me will travel which will make others wary of me and thus much harder to kill them.´
He still cursed internally or allow the magic caster to run away.
Although if he continued his massacre on the desert, there was bound to be news about him, now with the magic caster knowing his existence he expected that such information would be spread much faster than they originally anticipated.
"Ugh...what a mess." Danzel touched his skull as his plan became a mess.
The moment he touched his skull, he was reminded of his still damaged skull.
"I even got that against that old fossil... the cracks should heal but the other stuff..."
When he was wondering about his deformed skull, a sudden idea struck his mind.
"Oh right! Why didn´t think of that later!"
Getting off the rock he was sitting on, he made two ethereal dark green hands appear which shot out and gripped the silver and dark sword of the two knights.
"Might as well use those instead of my weapon." Danzel mumbled to himself as he held the silver sword with his left and the dark sword with his right.
Walking and looking down on the shivering barbarian who seemingly lost enough blood to kill three people.
`That´s the vitality of a 3rd-tier I guess. No matter how much they let out, the stuff still comes out.´
Oblivious of the undead´s though, the barbarian eyes shook in fear as he saw him holding the two swords of the knights.
Although the torture he received was enough to make him wish to die already, he still held a slimmer of hope to get out of his situation.
Alas, the undead had other plans for him.
"That look in your eyes, I've seen those before. And I am sorry to disappoint you that your hope is unfounded."
Raising the dark sword just an inch away from the barbarian's neck, Danzel raised the silver sword to the side of his skull.
"If my experiment goes right, we will soon meet on the other side."
Without leaving his words to sink in, Danzel pushed down the dark blade in the neck of the barbarian.
A mouthfeel of blood came, which made him cough his own blood and drown in his at the same time.
As his life was passing through his eyes, the last moment in his life was filled full of confusion.
Before his body was overtaken by a dark fluid that resembled the void, he saw how the undead drove the silver sword through his skull.
*Crack!!
With the undead skull destroyed, he fell to his knees before falling through the ground emotionlessly.
***
In a time and space filled with darkness, a dark green light appeared out of nowhere.
The dark green light was in the form of a skeleton.
Turning his eyes around, the figure was Danzel spotted another faint light through the distance.
The light in question however disappeared right after he laid his ethereal eyes on it.
Even though he was only able to get a glance at the light, he was able to confirm the source of that light.
"So it seems that I was right with Nersan'rah. This place is really the realm of the dead...the destination of everyone who experiences death itself." Danzel nodded to himself.
As the faint light was a small piece of the face of the barbarian before being engulfed in the darkness, he felt confident in the identity of this place.
Even if he were wrong, he managed to confirm a small piece of this place.
"I guess that will be enough for this time around."
Having confirmed what he wanted, Danzel was about to go back to the physical world before he stopped and turned his back to look into the darkness.
More specifically though, he looked at a small outline of a figure which he could identify as the one that always followed him in this darkness.
'You still at it, huh?'
Shaking his head, Danzel disappeared from the darkness as his curiosity was filled.
***
Not long after Danzel collapsed to the ground, the dead man in his body exploded and spread far before turning into a vortex that flew in his direction.
The dead mana started to fix the cracks and the missing ribs at an incredible speed before the head that was in pieces, the broken pieces themselves moved and started to form a new skull without any damage to be seen.
As a result of that, the nearby dead risen once more in the form of zombies, while Danzel's dark green ethereal eyes lighten once more inside his eye sockets.
Standing from his feet, the first thing that caught his notice was the massive Skull Claw that looked towards.
"Right, I forgot you weren't of the newer undead and that you can" t receive long-distance commands." Danzel said to himself as he stored the two swords in his storage room.
Though those swords weren't as good as his, it didn't hurt from taking them in his ring storage.
"So you didn't manage to bring someone to me, huh?" Danzel questioned Skull Claw, who in response lowered her head.
"It doesn't matter." Danzel said as he finished the zombies in a mere few seconds.
Cheating his sword, Danzel looked at his destroyed draugrs bitterly.
"Every single one of them got destroyed."
Shaking his head, he jumped in skull claws back.
Taking his Necronomicon out to study it even further, he gave Skull Claw in the direction that the barbarian told him about.
Towards the where the Necromancer was recruiting to build up a party.
At least according to the barbarian's words.
