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The Third Return of the Necrotic Magic Swordsman

Chapter 125: A Message in the Shadows · Oct 16, 2026

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101 Chapter 98: Dungeon’s End and Punches of Reality 2026-10-16
102 Chapter 99: Shadows Stir in the Wake 2026-10-16
103 Chapter 100: The Battle Behind Closed Doors 2026-10-16
104 Chapter 101: A Knock at the Door 2026-10-16
105 Chapter 102: Restoration Junction and the Hunter’s Path 2026-10-16
106 Chapter 103: A Solo Hunter’s Dilemma 2026-10-16
107 Chapter 104: Lone Wolf Test 2026-10-16
108 Chapter 105: Into the Unknown 2026-10-16
109 Chapter 106: Trial of the Stormblade Knight 2026-10-16
110 Chapter 107: Rise of the Phantom Gale 2026-10-16
111 Chapter 108: Duel of Bones and Tempest [1] 2026-10-16
112 Chapter 109: Duel of Bones and Tempest [2] 2026-10-16
113 Chapter 110: Duel of Bones and Tempest [3] 2026-10-16
114 Chapter 111: The Knight’s Final Request 2026-10-16
115 Chapter 112: The Phantom Gale’s Gift 2026-10-16
116 Chapter 113: Aftermath of the Dungeon 2026-10-16
117 Chapter 114: The Lie Beneath the Mask 2026-10-16
118 Chapter 115: Solo Raid Permit 2026-10-16
119 Chapter 116: Public Dungeon Registration - Beast Grove 2026-10-16
120 Chapter 117: Into the Beast Grove [1] 2026-10-16
121 Chapter 118: Into the Beast Grove [2] & Skill Fragments 2026-10-16
122 Chapter 119: Into the Beast Grove [3] — A Masked Encounter 2026-10-16
123 Chapter 120: Into the Beast Grove – Stag Storm Incident 2026-10-16
124 Chapter 121: Post-Hunt Reflections and Profit 2026-10-16
125 Chapter 122: A Day of Rest and Stats 2026-10-16
126 Chapter 123: The Beginning of Ceruleth’s Chaos 2026-10-16
127 Chapter 124: The Challenge Called Dungeons 2026-10-16
128 Chapter 125: A Message in the Shadows 2026-10-16
129 Chapter 126: The Whispering Arrows of Retribution 2026-10-16
130 Chapter 127: The Light Within and the Shadows Beyond 2026-10-16
131 Chapter 128: Trading at CGA. 2026-10-16
132 Chapter 129: Talent Adjustment & Dungeon Rumors. 2026-10-16
133 Chapter 130: Riches and Rising Troubles. 2026-10-16
134 Chapter 131: Rapid Ascent Toward Goal. 2026-10-16
135 Chapter 132: Ember Caverns & Physique Awakening. 2026-10-16
136 Chapter 133: Monarch Awakening & New Class 2026-10-16
137 Chapter 134: New Start, Forgotten Memories. 2026-10-16
138 Chapter 135: Again, in Interrogation & Skill Usage. 2026-10-16
139 Chapter 136: Plot Scheme & New Dungeon (Forsaken Crypt). 2026-10-16
140 Chapter 137: ’Fallen Mage’ Boss Fight & New Skills. 2026-10-16
141 Chapter 138: Unexpected Visitor. 2026-10-16
142 Chapter 139: Eve & Start of the Raid. 2026-10-16
143 Chapter 140: Beast Raid [1]: The Storm Begins 2026-10-16
144 Chapter 141: Beast Raid [2]: Rise of the Death March 2026-10-16
145 Chapter 142: Beast Raid [3]: Awakening of Corruption 2026-10-16
146 Chapter 143: The SS-Class Necromancer & Future Enemy? 2026-10-16
147 Chapter 144: Midnight Hunger and Final Resolve 2026-10-16
148 Chapter 145: A Familiar Face 2026-10-16
149 Chapter 146: Into the Mistmarsh: Shadows Beneath the Team 2026-10-16
150 Chapter 147: The Weapon Master’s Awakening and the Hidden Blades 2026-10-16

Lucas stood in the restroom, his eyes locked on the small piece of paper he had just picked up near his foot.

He held it cautiously, ready to ignite it at the slightest sign of danger. But nothing happened.

Instead, there were words—scribbled hastily in uneven handwriting, like it belonged to someone his age. At first, he scoffed. A prank, perhaps.

But as he read the first few lines, his heart skipped a beat.

His body froze.

His face drained of all color as the message seared into his brain. His eyes trembled, refusing to blink, fixed on the unsettling words written in tight script.

Frantically, he glanced around the restroom stalls. Empty. Silent. No one.

Reluctantly, he looked back at the note and read it in full.

”Hello Lucas,Are you feeling any discomfort living in your new life—Or should I say, someone else’s body?

If you think no one knows you’ve taken over a kid’s life after coming from another world...You’re wrong.

Want to keep it a secret?Come and silence me.Meet me in the back alley behind the restaurant.

Come alone.Or your loved ones may suffer.

–The Transmigrated Dragon Mage.”

The handwriting was tiny, almost illegible, but his talent allowed him to read every word.

His breathing grew uneven. Someone knew. Someone actually knew.

He stuffed the note in his pocket, left the restroom, and quickly returned to his table. His teammates sat unaware, chatting casually. A quick scan of the surroundings showed nothing unusual. No threats.

He let out a shaky breath, but his mind was already racing.

This couldn’t be ignored.

“Hey,” he said, trying to keep his voice steady. “I need to step out for a bit. I’ll be back soon.”

Though Ilya merely nodded and resumed her meal, Tess’s gaze lingered on him, eyes filled with quiet suspicion. Still, she said nothing.

Lucas slipped out.

Every step toward the alley weighed on him. He wasn’t foolish—he knew this could be a trap. A secluded alley wasn’t exactly where you held friendly reunions.

As he entered the narrow passage, shrouded in dim light and damp air, his instincts screamed at him.

He conjured a small fireball in his palm. The flickering flame revealed a shadowy figure standing at the far end.

The same person from the restroom.

Lucas immediately went on guard. His instincts flared, ready to block or counter any move. If the man was truly stronger, he’d have struck earlier.

No, Lucas thought. He’s a few levels ahead. Cocky.

He activated his appraisal talent.

A few seconds passed before he barked out his demand.

“Who are you? How do you know about me? Speak, or die here.”

Silence.

Then, the man stepped forward and spoke, voice theatrical, distorted—clearly disguising himself.

“I am... Tenebris Revenant. The one who will reap your life with my Blade of Death, and bring justice to the soul whose body you stole.”

Lucas narrowed his eyes.

’That name... it’s ridiculous. Probably fake. No way anyone can modify their name in the system… Still, a Level 21 Warrior? That’s it? He thinks he can threaten me? I’ll show him who’s boss.’

He raised his sword—

And Tenebris vanished.

Lucas spun, eyes darting. “Coward! First you threaten me, then you run?!”

But just as he relaxed his stance, he felt it.

A deadly presence behind him.

He threw himself forward—just in time to avoid a slashing blade that split the air where he’d stood.

’Some kind of teleportation? No, that’s supposed to be impossible at our level—’

“YOU THINK AND TALK TOO MUCH, LUCAS,” came the chilling voice behind him.

Tenebris didn’t stop.

He slashed wildly, his blade dancing through the air—right to left, down to up—forcing Lucas into full defense. The sheer pressure was overwhelming.

Suddenly, Tenebris activated a skill.

[Quick Swap]

In an instant, his plain blade morphed into the menacing Ember Fang—his trusted, flame-imbued sword.

The difference was immediate.

Lucas’s reactions dulled. His vision blurred.

His Talent was burning him out.

His bloodshot eyes struggled to keep up with the pace of the fight. Every second was agony. Every slash he dodged, every hit he blocked, brought him closer to collapse.

The truth dawned on him in horror.

’He’s not just a few levels ahead... he’s dozens. Maybe fifty levels above me…’

A blow shattered his balance. Before he could react, Ember Fang pierced through his stomach.

Pain exploded through his body.

He dropped to his knees. His sword clattered beside him. His Talent shut down from overuse.

Even his racial ability—Fear—was weakening. Evan’s stats were dangerously low, nearly in the red zone, but Lucas was in worse shape.

Evan raised his blade again.

Lucas barely managed to raise his shield in time.

CRACK!

The alley lit up with a blaze of fire as the sword struck, splintering the shield.

“HOH~~~, A SHIELD, HUH? BUT THIS SHABBY ONE CAN’T STOP ME, LUCAS,” Evan roared in a warped voice.

Another blow. The shield shattered.

“NOW... GOODBYE, LUCAS.MAY YOUR DEATH BRING PEACE TO THE ONE YOU STOLE THIS LIFE FROM.”

He lifted his sword—flames trailing from its edge.

Lucas’s eyes widened in pure terror.

His mouth wouldn’t open.

He could use his skill—one that might end everything.

But if it misfired… his loved ones would die too.

’Is there no other way? Can I really do this—?’

And just as that thought passed—

Something happened.

Lucas’s eyes flew open in shock as—

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