[Rebirth Fantasy] Seven Dragons

Life is impermanent, full of chaos, filth and pain.

Death signifies tranquility, order and eternal beauty.

In the southeast of the mainland, there is a dead and barren peninsula, which is desolate and full of poisonous substances, without any human habitation, and has been forgotten in a corner for a long time.

However, just ten years ago, in the 128th year of the Seven Dragons.A group of wizards separated from the silver city-state came here.In the eyes of the farmers and minor nobles in the village closest to the peninsula, it was a group of strange wizards. Of course, it was not surprising that there were almost no wizards in their eyes.

However, there was a weirder feeling about those people.A gray and white robe covered the whole body, and most of them carried a strange-looking staff behind their backs. The top of the staff seemed to be in the shape of an eight-armed girl, and the bottom of the staff was more like a spider, and it was inlaid with a faint green light. gems.However, the little nobles who have read some obscure books recognized that the eight-armed girl on the top of the staff is the divine projection of Asha's death side - the spider goddess, and the bottom is like the barbs of the two spider legs, which is the spider goddess transformed into A simplified look for the lower body in half-spider form.

As for the impressions of those wizards, a little nobleman who was approached by them and asked about the way to the peninsula recalled: "Those are strange white-robed monsters who feel uncomfortable all over their bodies. Standing in front of them is like standing in an iceberg. It also makes people feel inexplicably cold, and their voices are hoarse and deep, very astringent..."

Then one day, you took the risk and inadvertently broke into this southeast peninsula, and found that the forest further inside was shrouded in unnatural fog, and occasionally you could see some pale skeletons and terrifying ghouls in the forest wandering in.Just when the adventurer was frightened and collapsed on the ground, a wizard with a strangely shaped staff walked out of the mist--dark green breastplate, shoulder armor and skirt armor, lined with white clothes, bright green He wore a belt with a green pattern on his head, a white scarf on his face, and only a pair of indifferent eyes were exposed.

"Lost ones, please go back. This is Horace, the place where the dead belong."

The whispers seemed to be echoing in the ears, and when the adventurers were screaming at a loss, the wizard raised his finger, and behind the adventurers, the fog dispersed to form a passage.The wizard's voice came again: "Please leave, we have no malice towards the living, but we don't want to be disturbed."

After those adventurers fled the peninsula in a panic, under their spread, the name of the land of the dead-Herce spread slowly on the road.After hearing the news, more and more mages who studied necromancy from other parts of the mainland traveled thousands of miles, trekking across mountains and rivers, and migrated to Helaishi.

And the rest of the remaining necromancers in the Silver City-state, who had increasingly different ideas and ideas from other mages, also began to go to Heles, and they established a new city, named after the land that took them in-- Heles. Lace.But the necromancers still said that their forces belonged to the silver city-state, and they still called it the sky dome, and Al-Safir was their capital and their hometown.

In the center of the foggy forest - Helaishi in the Soul Rift Valley.

Horace's buildings are frighteningly uniform.Necromancers' fanaticism for order is reflected in their fascination with symmetry and sharp, angular shapes.Pyramids and obelisks are their typical buildings, simple and plain, except for the eternal symbol of the Spider Goddess.Their favorite building material is the black gravel of the southern desert, which makes the city appear to be devouring the sun.

They walked lightly through the mists, whispered among their citizens, never loud, never anxious, and fearless.They are friendly and cherish their companions.Even when complete death comes, they leave this world with feelings of regret and joy—regrets that they cannot continue to embrace death, reluctance to part with their companions, and joy that they will completely merge into death.

Every necromancer transformed from a strong human has profound knowledge.As for magic, they prefer primitive order magic, dark elemental fields, and earth magic.They also developed their own branch of magic, which they called Spiritualism.Most of their magic is to corrupt the body and dominate the mind.

The high-level necromancers are mostly masters of dark curses, earth buffs, and time manipulation.

If there is no task, the necromancers will return to the group called "family", usually without children.

They are just a group of forgotten people who are deeply obsessed with death and become a kind of belief, living silently in a corner of the mainland.

They have great power, but they don't abuse it; they have profound knowledge, but they are not arrogant; they are obsessed with death, but they are not hostile to the living.

They are Horace.

The author has something to say:

After thinking about it, it is most appropriate to put this in the first chapter of volume two.

This chapter is not included in Chapter [-].