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On the tenth day of their retreat, Karnak stepped out of the cellar and into the cabin’s backyard. He had made sufficient progress with the analysis and application of the technique. Now it was time to test it in practice.
Seeing him stretch, Varos called out, “Took you long enough.”
“Huh? What did?”
“Deciphering the formula.”
Given Karnak’s knowledge and experience, Varos had assumed Karnak would effortlessly master Detzras’ magic in no time. But surprisingly, he’d spent over five days on it.
“You’re supposed to be the ultimate necromancer, right? Is there still anything left for you to learn?”
“Necromancy? No. I’m the best at that,” Karnak replied smugly.
But the lessons here were in the realm of magical formulas. While Karnak was also an exceptional mage, his mastery didn’t approach the absolute heights he had achieved with necromancy.
“And for the record, this didn’t take that long either. It only took five days for me. If it were anyone else, it would’ve taken months.”
Karnak drew in his mana with a smirk.
"Let’s test this out."
He methodically wielded the chaos mana and cast a spell.
“Rise, spirit of the earth!”
Boom!
The ground in the backyard rumbled as a mass of earth surged upward, shaping itself into a towering clay figure—a golem.
Varos, watching nearby, lit up with interest, "Oh, are you going to layer death...
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