Hero of Darkness

As soon as the guards ran with the fear for their lives, the rotten-bodied undead who were charging at them stopped in movements. And as if heeding a form of command, they returned towards their previous direction. 

With steady steps, the dozen of zombie-like undeads headed towards a quiet section of this huge cemetery that looked completely unattended. 

There was no light, no sound or anything but the undeads kept walking as if they were heading towards some sort of beacon. 

Step! Step! 

The dried leaves rustled after being stepped upon as these undeads gathered around a dark dome which was hard to notice under the blanket of this dark night. 

Just when they entered inside this dome, a completely different surrounding came to be. 

Over 40 graves were dug up and the skeletons and the rotten corpses inside the tombs were now being pulled up as a man dressed in black mage robes with a scepter that had a green orb shining brightly at the top. His silver hair were his striking part of the appearance and this mage himself was using dark-colored mana to forcefully take off the heavy stone slabs above the grounds. 

This 300 meters area was completely encapsulated inside this dark dome which also prohibited any form of noise or light leaking outside. 

"Those damn wrenches! Now I don't have a lot of time before they show up with more people. If the master hadn't prohibited me from killing, I would've had more time." cursed this mage who was using dark magic to rob the graves. 

On the other side, was a big heap of dead bodies and skeletons that had dried a long time ago. And a dark green aura was encircling this tall heap of bones and rotten corpses. 

"At least scaring them away gave me some more time to hide everything that happened here and cover my tracks." he said. 

This was Ceril in his new getup after changing his appearance just like Kahn had instructed him this morning. 

He too now had a metamorphosis bloodline imparted by Kahn after he achieved the 100% loyalty. So taking a different human form was within his reach. 

Since he didn't have any other bloodlines like Kahn, he had to opt out for changing facial structures and hair of his human form to avoid suspicion in case he was caught. 

Whatever happened during his night strolls shouldn't affect his other identity and the company. So he too found it reasonable to get a different persona just like his master often did in the form of Azrael and recently as Zeus. 

After he was done robbing all the dead bodies and leaving their worldly belongings such as their clothes and ornaments in their graves, he pulled all the new stock in his personal space ring. 

This morning, he too gained one of the space rings that once belonged to the rich members of the chamber of commerce who were robbed by Kahn. And since the inner space was as big as a warehouse, it was very useful for him. 

"Now, I hope this restoration artifact is worth the 2 million gold I paid." he said and put his mana inside a star-shaped orange magic artifact. 

A thin film of yellow aura was released from this artifact and it was spread across all the directions in the surrounding area. 

One by one.. All the shaken and pulled-out tombstones, the cracked ground and broken grass on the ground started relocating themselves and the soil itself got back to the place it once belonged to. 

In just a minute, the entire area under this black isolation barrier was replaced by a tranquil and peaceful ground, no longer looking like the destroyed property after Ceril took out dead bodies by ripping off the resting site of all these people belonging to different races and species. 

"Good enough for the first haul." said Ceril and the next second, the dark barrier completely disappeared in the dark of the night along with the figure of the necromancer. 

Step! Step! Step! 

"I'm telling you! We both saw those dead bodies and skeletons walking right from here!" spoke the centaur. 

Both of them returned with nearly 20 more guards that were stationed here for protecting the gravesite. 

"Really? Then why do I not see or sense anything here? Don't tell me you're just making an excuse to pass time. I don't like this type of joke." alone a red master rank snakeskin spearman. 

He could sense heat signatures and different kinds of scents as part of his innate skills. But now, he didn't find anything as if even the air was unaffected in this area. 

He berated the duo for slacking off and went off his way to continue his duty. 

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The next morning, when Kahn had just started his weapons and magic training after a light breakfast, Ceril entered the facility and told Kahn that he needs a section of it to use as a research facility since he can't study the bodies openly and in a congested place. 

Since this entire training facility itself spanned for 2 kilometers and had multiple places to train and study magic and do research as well, Kahn gave him the keys to unlock a section on the far east where he could peacefully do his research. 

Kahn himself didn't feel bad now about how Ceril was desecrating the dead. After the recent experience with the first rank mage, the clan leader of the Vandereich clan and the chamber of commerce.. Kahn realized a major flaw in his behavior. 

That he paid too much attention to his moral code and things he didn't wish to cross a line with. 

It was one thing if this was earth where his upbringing and sense of judgment made him the man he was… but now, this entire world was different and so was he. 

And to strive towards the path of strength.. There were many things he needed to abolish.. Including his sense of moral code and honor. 

He needed time to come to terms with them slowly and then make the necessary changes in his thought process. Or one day, he would die because of his morality from the past life. 

Ceril on the other hand had an excited expression on his face. 

He was finally getting the resources and a facility he needed for quite some time. 

Just after looking at his ecstatic expression, Kahn remembered Ajak, the undead summoner whose body and core were mixed with Ceril. 

This trait of Ceril's personality definitely came from the undead who killed Kahn in the Bromnir dungeon once. 

As soon as Ceril set up his new research facility after making some arrangements in a few hours, he started maniacally without holding back. 

"Hahaha hahaha ha hahaha hahaha haha!! 

Finally… I will create my own army and become my liege's favorite and most powerful subordinate!"