The Rise of Fenrir

Jin Mo stood amidst the battlefield, surrounded by the lifeless bodies of twenty Dire Wolves. The metallic scent of blood lingered in the air, mixing with the cool breeze that rustled the leaves. He exhaled slowly, his breath steadying after the exhausting battle.

"Hey, Nyx!" Jin Mo called out, his voice laced with anticipation.

"Yes, Jin Mo?" Nyx's ethereal voice echoed in his mind, calm as always.

"Can I turn the Dire Wolf King into my summon?"

Nyx hesitated briefly before answering, "The chances are low, but you can give it a try."

That was all the encouragement he needed. Jin Mo stepped toward the massive corpse of the Dire Wolf King, his hand extending over its lifeless form. He activated Rise, his Death Qi surging forth like a dark tide.

The atmosphere shifted instantly. Shadows stretched unnaturally, and an eerie black mist coiled around the dead beast. The sheer pressure of the summoning attempt was immense, drawing a significant amount of Qi from Jin Mo. He gritted his teeth, forcing his will upon the fallen king, commanding it to return to his service.

A tense silence filled the air.

Ding!

Summoning Successful!

The Dire Wolf King's body trembled, then jerked violently. Its bones snapped and realigned, forming a grotesque yet majestic skeletal frame. Deep red flames ignited in its hollow eye sockets, its very presence radiating an overwhelming aura of death.

New Summon: Dire Wolf King

Jin Mo let out a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding. A wave of satisfaction washed over him. Not only had he succeeded in raising the Dire Wolf King, but he had just gained an immensely powerful companion. Without missing a beat, he turned toward the two Alpha Dire Wolves and activated Rise once more.

Ding!

New Summons: Alpha Dire Wolves (2)

One after another, he raised every fallen wolf, forming a small army of undead beasts. Twenty skeletal Dire Wolves now stood before him, awaiting his command. The once fierce predators were now bound to his will.

Nyx hummed in amusement. "Congratulations! Now, let's give the Dire Wolf King a proper name."

Jin Mo crossed his arms, pondering for a moment. "Hmm…"

"Please don't name it carelessly," Nyx teased.

A small smirk tugged at his lips. "I'll name it… Fenrir."

Nyx gasped in delight. "Wow, that's a great name! Fenrir is a mythical beast from Earth, a legendary wolf associated with the wind."

Jin Mo nodded. "Yeah, I named it after that."

As if understanding, the Dire Wolf King—now Fenrir—let out a low, approving growl. Jin Mo turned his attention to its status window, eager to see its full potential.

Status Window

Name: Fenrir

Rank: Arcane Beast

Species: Undead Dire Wolf King

(Undead gain no experience as they evolve with their master. All EXP from their kills goes to Jin Mo.)

Star: 3-star

Health: ∞ (Cannot die from normal means)

Qi: 2,500/2,500 (Converted to Death Qi, regenerates by absorbing vitality and souls)

Base Stats (Enhanced by Death Qi Infusion):

Strength: 123 (+13)

Agility: 113 (+15)

Endurance: ∞ (Immune to fatigue, pain, and most physical limitations)

Vitality: ∞

Qi: 250 (+50) (Death Qi enhancement applied)

Intelligence: 70 (+10) (Retains tactical instincts, capable of limited independent thinking) Perception: 118 (+12) (Able to detect life forces and Qi flows)

Abilities (Mutated from Living Form):

Deathlord's Dominion: Nearby undead beasts receive a 25% boost to Strength, Agility, and Endurance. Living creatures suffer a 10% decrease in combat effectiveness due to fear and death aura.

Moonless Howl: Releases a terrifying necrotic wail, weakening living enemies, causing paralysis, and raising low-tier corpses as undead wolves.

Spectral Phantom Step: Moves at extreme speeds, leaving ghostly afterimages that drain life force upon contact. Can phase through weak physical barriers momentarily.

Necrosteel Fang: A bite infused with Death Qi, capable of corroding armor, flesh, and even spiritual defenses. Highly effective against living enemies and divine entities.

Undying Resilience: Immune to pain, poison, and fatigue. Restores health by absorbing nearby death energy or consuming weaker undead.

Dark Instincts: Retains combat prowess from its living days but now fights with terrifying precision, using death-related tactics to overwhelm enemies.

Unique Ability (Unlocked Post-Resurrection):

Soul Reaper Fang: Harvests the souls of its prey. Each soul absorbed temporarily boosts its stats and can be stored for later use by Jin Mo for necromantic rituals or undead enhancements.

Jin Mo's eyes widened in amazement. "This is incredible!"

With newfound determination, he turned the remaining Dire Wolves into his summons. Now, his undead army consisted of Fenrir, two Alpha Dire Wolves, and twenty Dire Wolves.

Satisfied, he pulled up his own Status Window.

I. User Info:

Name: Jin Mo

Level: 17 [6,100/30,000 EXP]

Race: High Human

Class: Death Apostle

Titles: The Rebirth of the Death Apostle, Blessed by the Five Gods, Dire Wolf Hunter (+1)

Nyx Coins: 12,100 NC

Health: 23,400/23,400

Qi: 700/700

II. Stats:

Stamina: 82

Qi: 70

Strength: 80

Agility: 83

Vitality: 78

Intelligence: 54

Perception: 70

Luck: 16

Stat Points Available: 65

III. Abilities:

Active:

Bone Spear (3 Stars)

Necrotic Grasp (3 Stars)

White Tiger Blade (3 Stars)

White Tiger Claw (2 Stars)

White Tiger Steps (2 Stars)

Beast Tracker (1 Star)

Silent Footsteps (1 Star)

Endless Chase (1 Star)

Hunter's Instinct (2 Stars)

Beast Slayer Arts (1 Star)

Passive:

Soul Perception (5 Stars)

Weapon Mastery (3 Stars)

Dragon's Breath Technique (7 Stars) [Level 2/5]

Graveyard (2 Stars)

Nightcrawler (2 Stars)

Rise (4 Stars)

Absorb (3 Stars)

IV. Unique:

Blessing of the Five Gods (5 Stars)

V. Store

VI. New Feature Detected: [Map]

Jin Mo smirked. "Cool."

Without wasting time, he opened Graveyard and commanded all the wolves to enter and stand by. Instantly, their skeletal forms dissolved into the abyss. He nodded in approval.

"If Dad sees this, he might ask too many questions. Better to keep it hidden for now."

He turned on his heel and began running through the dense forest, following the path his father had taken earlier. The shadows flickered as he moved, his steps light yet swift.

A rustle in the distance made him pause.

His sharp senses picked up movement ahead. He narrowed his eyes. It was familiar.

His father was coming back.

Both father and son spotted each other from a distance. Their pace slowed as they approached, their gazes meeting in silent understanding.

A smirk tugged at Jin Mo's lips.