The Ruined Death Knight

"Groowl!"

"Greagh"

Gnashing their teeth and making growls, the flesh golem let loose a constant eerie aura of that of the undead.

Woken up from their slumber to fulfill their tortures mission that they were designed after, the flesh golems marched towards Danzel and Nersan´rah with hate and duty guiding their every action.

"GROOWWLS!!!"

Echoes of deafening growls filled the massive sacred treasury as every single flesh golem started to activate on the lowered floating pathways.

"Though they are strength is incredible thanks to their size, that also is their disadvantage as they are as slow as they seem." Nersan´rah said while his staff crystal brighten up with mana.

While he prepared his spell though, a massive hand made out of the same material as the flesh golem´s touched the corner of the pathway.

Having jumped from a lower pathway towards the one where Danzel und Nersan´rah was, a flesh golem was hanging with one hand on the pathway.

Raising his up to the platform, the newly arrived flesh golem turned his head towards the two without opening its only eye and position his other hand holding the massive voulge´s towards them.

`This guy! he can´t be!´ He thought as he turned to Nersan´rah who didn´t notice the newly arrived flesh golem from behind them

Putting the question of how does undead were capable to see in the first place, Danzel knew when to recognize danger when he sees one.

"Move!"

Cursing internally, he swiped his towards Nersan´rah´s stomach with a swift and yet gentle motion, but once his hand made contact with Nersan's belly, he inputted his whole strength and send Nersan´rah flying up.

"Ough~!" Nersan´rah growled as he looked at Danzel in confusion and anger.

Although it was much better than punching Nersan´rah into the air, which would probably result in inflicting internal organ damage on his newfound body, Nersan´rah still felt like he just got gut-punched.

`This bastard! What does he think he is doing-!´ Nersan wanted to say as saw a massive voulge being pushed to where they were from a flesh golem hanging in the edge of the pathway.

Realizing that he couldn´t jump away in time, Danzel changed his poster and readied himself for the incoming voulge.

*Clank!

Upon making contact with the voulge, Danzel felt as if his blade met with a train going at top speed.

*Tcccchhh!

Though Danzel didn´t fall or get crushed by the huge voulge, he couldn´t do anything but be pushed away by the sheer difference of strength.

Holding his ground, he was pushed back while creating sparks in the ground from his armor legs. And once he reached the edge of the platform, Danzel was pushed to fall out of the platform they were.

"Danzel!" Nersan´rah yelled as he quickly shifted the sands towards Danzel's side.

"Grweegh~"

While growling, the flesh golem taking the lead of the other 3 flesh golems opened its bloodshot eye and looked towards Nersan´rah.

As the eye glowed for a split second, the mana that Nersan´rah gathered for his spells was disturbed and went out of control, making the spell itself fall apart and the mana flee through the air.

"What!?" Nersan´rah yelled in surprise as the sand that was about to catch Danzel from falling lost his influence and became fleeting sand.

Seeing Danzel fall, he cursed the genius that was his father from placing such things as those flesh golems.

`Dammit! Father never explained to any of us three brothers what does damn flesh golems were capable of! Back then I thought that they were only some physically strong puppets who were created out of necromancy and father´s knowledge, but to think that he would give some mere puppets a skill worthy to be called the bane of all mages of the 3rd-tier and below as a magic caster himself!´

The skill that Nersan´rah was talking about was of [Disrupt Magic], a skill capable to make a magic caster completely useless if used correctly.

Just as the spell is called, [Disrupt Magic] sends a wave of mana to disturbed the mana in a specific place and time. Which if used correctly could make a spell´s mana bent, making it cancel the spell.

As impressive as it sounded though and that it was, it wasn´t an all-mighty skill to go against every magic caster. It needed to be cast the moment the magic caster finished his casting.

For that one is required to observe one enemy and determine when to cast it so that it cancels the enemy's magic caster spells.

Simply put, one needed to be extremely precise on the enemy moved, mana, and even casting.

Things that Azur´rah knew.

In the first place, he designed the flesh golems to embody and master this very skill.

And for achieving that, necromancy was needed.

Nersan´rah remembered asking his father why he didn´t use the usual golems in the tower and used those flesh golems instead.

`Though my golems would have been much stronger than those flesh golem´s, there is a limit in enchanting the strength of a golem which also would require resources that can be used to raise other disciplines in the tower. Son, I know you don´t like the art of necromancy but out of the other schools of magic. It´s one of the strongest types of magic-´

"I hate it when he is right..." Nersan´rah mumbled to himself as mana around his body was raised, lifting his robe and ponytail as if a gentle wind passed his side.

Never in his life had he found the arts of necromancy necessary compared to his brother.

Where he needed soldiers, sand magic could make many reliable minions that some undead, while any other spell could bring the same devastation that as a necromancy one.

At least that's what he thought back then. now, that wasn't the case.

Having experienced death once and being raised as an undead, effectively granting him a second shot in life with additional powers at that.

He did lose most of his old body's strength and mana, yes. But with the gift of immortality and using the dead to strengthen himself directly, his opinion of necromancy changed.

Releasing his dead mana and combining it in one of his spells, Nersan created a new spell called [Dead Scythes].

Raising the sand around him, he ended multiple sharp blades that contained enough dead mana to detoured a normal rock to become dust.

The Flesh golems of course used their eyes to make the few sharp blades crumble and disappear in the air, with only small pieces of dead mana remaining.

It was a spell that relied on numbers while not losing on its destructive power.

Sadly the spell being made up just now not only consumed huge amounts of Nersan'rah's body but also had a fatal weakness that the flesh golems possessed.

Seeing that they weren't capable to stop the flying sands of death, they all pushed their voulges forward and activated the enchantment that was in the weapon.

With the crystal lighting up, the very same light spread and formed an ethereal shield that by first look didn't look all that impressive.

But once the flying scythes met the shield, they imminently exploded like water balloons meeting a brick wall.

"..."

Seeing that Nersan'rah was lost in words.

Seeing their every single voulge creating such a shield.

'Not only did father put brains capable to cast something such as [Disrupt Magic] but also gave those mere puppets each an artifact capable to generate a damn shield used for magic! And he told us that he doesn't want to waste any resource on them!'

Grumbling internally, he was about to try another spell when by the side of his eye he saw the flesh golem that thrown Danzel away to have finally started up into his own feet while holding the huge voulge in his hand.

Looking left and right, Nersan'rah was surrounded by the 5 flesh golems whose eyes opened and stared at him.

'Dammit, magic doesn't work on those guys' he cursed internally as he conjured a set of armor and transformed his staff into that of an I voulge that held the same effect as that of a staff that was capable to enchant and move mana more freely.

Knowing that magic wouldn't work in the current situation, he enchant his body to lessen the gap between his and their physical strength.

"Gaaah!"

As the flesh golem behind him swung his voulge at him.

Creating sand through the ground, helped Nersan'rah catapult himself out of the range of the swing.

Pointing his voulge that served as a staff above the flesh golem, sand shot out with incredible speed to pierce its eye.

But before the spell could make contact with the target, the other flesh golems interrupted the spell.

Nersan'rah of course aimed for that.

With the sand is no more controlled by Nersan'rah, it plainly fell to the ground and more importantly toward the certain flesh golems eyes.

"Gaaaah!"

As if screaming out of pain, they opened his eyes wider and started looking towards Nersan with killing intent.

Nersan'rah aimed to see if it can get blind, but seeing its condition to be still able to see, Nersan'rah started to tack his mind while dodging and the flesh golem's attacks