Reincarnated As A Plant Life



"Shavak, you'd do well not to interrupt my fight you coward," Avankor shouted into the darkness.

The necromancer turned to look in the direction that Avankor was staring but found nothing. And that was all the distraction Avankor needed to close the distance between them.

It was a double-pronged attack, both his tail and fist came rushing down to crush the necromancer, however once again the wall thwarted his advance.

"So this thing moves even if you aren't paying attention?" Avankor asked, as he swiftly jumped backward.

"Still, with your hand on Havon, you won't be able to fight against me," he announced, before looking at Lucius.

~I hadn't thought Havon would be so young,~ he thought to himself, before looking back into the darkness.

~That coward is still around here somewhere. I see he hasn't outgrown that stupid habit of his yet,~ he thought to himself, noticing a liquid on the ground.

~Drooling because of a kill, how childish,~ Avankor thought before rushing to attack the necromancer once more.

Right now he was just feeling out the strength of the necromancer's wall. With mystic mantle on, he was able to reach speeds and strength that shouldn't even be available to 7th-tier creatures.

~Though it's almost time up. I have to finish this before it deactivates,~ he thought to himself, sending yet another punch at the necromancer, this time managing to crack the wall a little.

"W-What is going on here!" the necromancer shouted, before sending a barrage of purple bolts all around itself. More and more scars were appearing on its back, and they were now coming at a faster rate than they could heal.

The problem was that the attacks seemed to be timed perfectly with Avankor's. so the necromancer couldn't do much without moving.

"Insolent creatures! Fine, you don't want my salvation? then you can all die!" the necromancer shouted, before gesturing its free hand towards the roof of the temple.

"Has it gone mad?" Avankor asked himself, not taking his eyes off the necromancer for even a second.

"Avankor, look," a voice whispered into his ears. And just then he noticed four creatures fall from the roof.

Each of them seemed to be of comparable strength to the necromancer, if not slightly stronger. They were odd-looking creatures, with armor on their torsos, and glowing staves in their hands.

"These creatures are not hindered by their vessels unlike me. I would've liked to link you to my commune, but I cannot allow such insolence to go unpunished. Artemis will forgive me once I explain this to her," the necromancer shouted, before gesturing for its creations to attack.

With that, two of the creatures charged at Avankor, while the other two sent massive orbs toward him.

He quickly dashed to the side to avoid being charged, and although he managed to dodge the two attackers, the orbs were still homing in on him.

~They can follow me?~ he thought to himself, before dashing once again, to create even more distance.

~These creatures are slow, but the orbs they create will be a problem,~ he thought before laughing.

"Shavak, isn't this interesting? Have you had this much fun since the last time those dragons came out of their nest?" Avankor asked before the shadows around him began to coalesce, increasing the size of his armor even more.

"If it's 5 versus 2, we just have to use more power," he shouted before rushing at the armored creatures with even more speed than before.

He unleashed a powerful punch right at the center of one of the creatures sending out a powerful boom.

"Your minions are just as easy as you," he taunted as he dashed back to create space between himself and the creatures once more.

These creatures didn't seem to have any battle experience what so ever as they stupidly hung around their master instead of taking up space.

Their defensive play allowed Avankor to move as he willed, it seemed that this threat wasn't all it cracked up to be.

"Your hand," the necromancer said in a delighted tone.

Avankor looked down to see what it was talking about and found that his hand had decayed completely. He was unable to even lift a finger on it.

"What the-" Avankor shuddered. ~They cause decay upon touch?~ he thought to himself. ~So that's why they hang around him, their function is defense,~ he realized.

"Do you understand now? You sub 10 creatures are no match for me, whether in my original body or this one. Now perish," the necromancer said, before sending his creature to charge once again.

With that, Avankor used his other hand to chop off the decayed one, before rushing towards the creatures aswell.

*

"This world of yours is beyond interesting. Perhaps the lord was right in his interest in you," the mind eater in front of Lucius mused.

"How do these 'guns' work? So even creatures without a crux can use them?" it asked as Lucius wreathed on the ground at the scene he had just been in. They had him watch his wife being tortured, and all they got out of it was that guns existed once he thought one up to try and save her.

"Why?" Lucius whispered.

"You're still sane? How many times have we tortured that woman in front of you? Did you not love her enough? Should we search for someone who you have a stronger emotional tie with? Your son maybe?" the creature asked him, before kneeling down to pick him up by the horns.

"You're sick," Lucius whispered, attempting to move his limbs.

"I'm growing tired of explaining this to you Lucius. You have no power here. You can only move if I allow it," the creature said, before tossing Lucius back to the ground.

"But still, I hadn't expected that there was a realm this interesting. With all this information, we can turn even the weakest being into a force to be reckoned with," the creature mumbled to itself.

~That's if you can find out how they work,~ Lucius thought to himself. Physics was a prerequisite to attempting to make any of the devices in his memories.

"Oh, I'll find out soon enough. Just you wait, Lucius," the creature said in a taunting voice.