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Reborn with a Necromancer System - Chapter 215

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Capítulo 215: Another World

Kai and Vepice darted forward, determined to make the first move. But it mattered not.

The moment the Godspoken revealed their divine nature, the air turned into a blanket of dense mana.

Power shimmered around them like a storm just waiting to break loose. Their eyes glowed with radiant hues, gold, emerald, sapphire, each one a vessel for an ancient, forgotten god.

Kai barely had time to think before the sky cracked open.

The battle began not with blades, but with cataclysm.

A tidal wave roared in from nowhere, swallowing the ruins of Mirth’s outer district. Fire rained from above in a storm of molten ash. The ground buckled beneath their feet, fractured by an earthquake that threatened to split the world in two. Cyclones howled, tearing trees from their roots, throwing debris like arrows.

Kai and Vepice fought fiercely, but it was no use. These were not normal enemies. These were avatars of gods.

Flesh given divine will.

Mortals twisted into living catastrophes.

Every spell Kai cast was met with overwhelming force. Shadow bolts were vaporised in radiant beams. Undead minions were crushed, incinerated, or shattered by divine magic. Vepice, graceful and deadly, danced through the chaos, but even she was losing ground. Their resistance was collapsing.

Kai knew it was over. He had been found. The one the gods feared. The “blasphemer” who raised the dead.

“Enough,” he muttered, heart pounding. “They want to see what a necromancer can do?”

From his shadow, a storm of movement erupted.

One thousand of the six thousand undead rats spilled out like living fog, swarming over the battlefield in a tide of claws and teeth.

“ORLIN!” Kai shouted.

His shadow twisted, widened, and a figure rose out, tall, and regal.

“Yes?” Orlin asked calmly, as divine fire reflected in his empty eye sockets.

“I need out of here! Your dimension! Can we enter it?”

“Of course it’s possible,” Orlin replied. “But there is a problem.”

“I don’t care! Open it, before they wipe everything out!”

Kai glanced behind him. His swarm was already disintegrating. Divine flames scorched the rats, icy gales froze and shattered them, radiant wind blew their brittle bones apart like leaves.

“Fine,” Orlin said with a slow sigh.

With a gesture, he opened a rip in space—like reality had been unzipped. The edges shimmered, lined with violet light and silver fractals. A howling, otherworldly wind swept out.

“Hurry,” he beckoned.

Kai and Vepice dove through the gate. The last thing Kai saw before it closed was the firestorm chasing behind them, reduced to a flickering memory as the portal sealed.

They landed on soft moss.

Kai stood slowly, eyes wide as the world around them settled into focus.

It was breathtaking.

The sky was a fluid canvas of colors—turquoise, amethyst, rose gold. Twin moons hovered above rolling hills of glowing flora. Trees shimmered with crystalline leaves. The air was rich with arcane energy, but it didn’t sting—it soothed.

Creatures moved freely across the landscape. Massive beasts shaped like walking obelisks drifted through the skies. A river flowed nearby, made of some luminous liquid that refracted in impossible angles. In the distance, he swore he saw a dragon coiled on a mountaintop, wings spread like sails in the wind.

“What is this?” Kai asked, still breathless. “Another world?”

“Of sorts,” Orlin said, glancing around. “I was born here. It’s… not quite a world like yours. It’s more like a cradle between worlds. The closest name I’ve heard mortals give it is ‘the Arcane Fold.'”

Vepice stared, wide-eyed. “What do we do now?”

“We look for the exit,” Orlin replied. “I know what you’re thinking—that if I opened a portal here, we can just open one back. But it’s not that simple.”

“Why not?” Kai asked.

“Because I’m of this realm. Its energies are part of me. Finding it was easy. But your world? Imeria? That’s harder. The path back is tethered to a specific altar—the only one that aligns with Imeria’s worldline.”

“And where is this altar?”

“From here?” Orlin sighed. “Five, maybe six weeks on foot. Assuming we aren’t eaten.”

Kai frowned. “Then we won’t go on foot.”

He reached for his shadowspace to summon their wagon, but before he could, a distant scream cut across the landscape. A shrill, unnatural cry that twisted in the gut and made Kai freeze.

“I wouldn’t do that,” Orlin said, voice suddenly serious.

“What do you mean?”

“Magic here… it’s different. It echoes through the realm. It attracts them. Did you not feel your sigils stop working? Your constant magic—your reinforcement, your wards, your link to the dead?”

Kai looked at his hands. His body felt… wrong. Slower. Weaker. “Yeah. I thought that was just fatigue.”

“No. That’s your body’s fight-or-flight kicking in. It knows what’s out there. Magic here is a beacon. Use too much, and they’ll find us.”

“They?”

Orlin’s voice grew quiet. “We called them Raizel. You’d know them as demons. Ancient beings. When a rift opened millennia ago, your realm called them monsters. And they were right.”

Kai felt a cold shiver climb up his spine. “I… I fought one. Months ago. It had wings. Clawed arms. It tried to drag me off the cliffs near Ebonbrand’s tomb.”

Orlin turned to him slowly. “Then they’ve begun to return. The Raizel are waking.”

Kai swallowed. “And the world…”

“When you go back,” Orlin said, “it may not be the same.”

“But I have to go back. I have to get to Sala!”

Orlin nodded gravely. “Then we must move quickly. Sala will be their first target. Ebonbrand once told me: during the last war, the Salans led the resistance. The Raizel remember. They will strike there first.”

Kai clenched his fists. “Then we run. We find that altar. And I get back before everything is lost.”

Vepice placed a hand on his arm, steadying him. “Then let’s not waste any more time.”

The Arcane Fold shimmered around them—beautiful, vast, and alive.

But something, far in the distance, had noticed them.

And it was coming.

Hey, everyone! I know there are a few of you who enjoy Reborn with a Necromancer System, and for those of you who aren’t part of the discord server, I don’t have a lot of time to work on this novel at the moment. I will try, at the very least, to publish a chapter or two every month. My main focus, when I have free time, is my new novel. I hope some of you can give it a read when you’ve got time!

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