Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner – 392



Episode 392

“…….”

Silaj opened his eyes.

A barren desert with nothing but sand stretched out before my eyes.

“This is like that.”

Silaji smiled.

“Is this a dungeon made with a special ability?”

And Simon was standing a little distance away.

He shrugged.

“Looking at your expression I guess you haven’t heard about this technique.”

“Even as a professor you can’t completely know all students.”

[Ugh! oh my god! oh my god!]

The two people’s heads rose.

In the blue sky a pair of large eyes were looking down at the ground.

[I ended up using the third power again! How good! Once the barrier is over the Life Vessel will really be destroyed this time!]

“Calm down Hersheva.”

Simon soothed her in a soft voice.

“I’ll try my best.”

Although he said this confidently Simon was actually worried.

The opponent is Professor Kizen. Chatel who was first summoned to the dungeon was a strong player but this was a different opponent.

‘Can we win before Hersheba’s dungeon collapses?’

“To spice things up I’ll tell you a fun fact.”

Although we were in the middle of enemy territory Silaji looked very relaxed.

“The ‘Bloodstone Castle’ magic was completed just before being dragged into this space. I’m sure because the jet black I used didn’t come back to me. In other words if this dungeon breaks and you go out-”

The corners of his mouth smiled happily.

“You are going to die. Simon Pollentia.”

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“This is unnecessary information.”

Simon raised his arms.

Coo coo coo coo coo!

The buildings of a magnificent golden city were rising simultaneously in a vast area of ​​sand.

“I’ll get rid of you before that.”

“Interesting. I don’t hate the reckless spirit of young people.”

Coo thump!

thud!

Temple Obelisk Garden Square and Theater.

The doors of countless towering buildings and structures open and the city’s residents come out.

-Gya gya gya gya!

-Gya gya gya gya!

Thousands of bandaged mummies were staggering to reveal themselves.

“Are they ancient undead? indeed.”

Silaji swiped his chin and prepared a black spell.

Drops of blood escaped from his body and formed a blood magic circle.

The number had surpassed 30 and 60 and was now approaching 100. These large and small magic circles are exchanging data and interlocking like cogs preparing for something huge.

[Be careful boy!]

Peer also warned that he felt threatened. Simon nodded and gave instructions.

“advance!”

thud! thud! thud! thud! thud! thud!

Thousands of mummies screamed and began to march. Silage quietly observed the scene and began to overlap and collect the magic circles floating in the air.

It was already a huge city of letters that could hardly be called a magic circle.

“I’ll show you.”

Soon all magic circles were turned on.

“That’s right.”

Took. Pop.

Then something unbelievable happened. The central rune of the magic circle began to shed bloody tears.

The tears that fell one by one soon formed a river of blood and spread out into thousands of branches. It was reminiscent of blood vessels in the body.

“!”

Blood vessels ran under the mummies’ feet and under Simon’s feet. It covered the entire desert.

Finally Silaji finished the preparation work and cast black magic.

<Fountain of Blood Harry Helens>

The desert rose.

The very center of the golden city where mummies are pouring in. The place suddenly erupted and turned into a crater in a tall mountain range.

‘Wait a minute I saw this before I entered the dungeon…!’

[Avoid! boy!]

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Gurgling!

And the volcano erupted.

However the contents were not magma or pyroclastic flows.

‘blood……!’

It was the ‘blood’ of blood flow magic.

A red liquid so strong in color that it hurt the eyes soared into the air. The bloody magma that covered the sky disintegrated into small droplets in the air.

They attacked the Golden City and in an instant the buildings collapsed from blood explosions. Mummies that entered the radius disappeared without a trace.

“Historically it was an extraordinary natural disaster that wiped out an extremely advanced civilization.”

Silaji said.

“Taste the power of disaster realized through bloodstream magic.”

Soon numerous craters appeared in other directions spewing out drops of blood. The sight of it spitting out blood was like a wounded creature.

The mummies collapsed after being caught in the blood explosion coming out of the door. The bloody smell stung my nose.

Suddenly!

Simon personally swung his great sword and cut down one crater but there were too many.

‘If we continue like this we will be annihilated!’

As expected the cause of the disaster the magician had to be dealt with first.

Simon personally rallied the Mira cavalrymen on horseback and charged them at Silaji.

Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo!

The sound of horses’ hooves shook the earth. However with a single wave of Silaji’s hand the surface rose in front of them and a bloody volcano erupted.

“Pfft!”

Simon also quickly jumped off the horse. Drops of blood poured down like rain and the mummies were annihilated in the ensuing explosion.

“How many cities and countries do you think I have destroyed in my lifetime?”

Silaji’s eyes sparkled.

“The accumulated time is different….”

Grumble!

At that time blood flowed from Silaji’s mouth.

He frowned and grabbed his left chest where his heart was. The blood vessels in my eyes burst and my nose was bleeding.

‘Trouble again.’

He looked at his chest with a bitter smile.

Innate limitations of sillage.

The beginning and the end.

It was the ‘heart’ that his father had broken.

Silaji worked hard to repair this heart became stronger established the Blood Heaven Church and was recognized as a top-ranked blood flow magician.

However he was unable to heal his own heart. No matter what body I took I couldn’t get rid of the pain coming from my heart.

‘We must quickly perform the ritual offer sacrifices and summon an apostle.’

All preparations are complete.

All the talented and fresh first-year students were ‘immolated’ and the dungeon owner was subdued.

The entrance to the dungeon was also blocked with a ring of blood.

Now all you have to do is go outside and cast some black magic.

The ‘Apostle’ is an important project of Hyeolcheongyo that will descend to the earth.

The ‘collaborator’ who had always provided funds to Silaji planned to use this powerful creature to throw the continent into chaos but on this point Silaji and the collaborator had different ideas.

‘I eat the apostle.’

The plan was to eat the apostle and obtain its body.

An apostle has 20 hearts.

It doesn’t matter whether one heart breaks or not.

When you eat the apostles become an apostle yourself and finally overcome the limitations of the heart the whole world will come into your hands.

Cough! Cough!

He vomited blood and opened his palm.

Blood soaked in the palm of my hand. This terrible pain will soon end.

“Hersheva!”

Simon put his hands in the sand.

“Sorry I’ll bring up more!”

Then when he lifted it with all his might a large stable-like building rose in front. Inside mummified horsemen wrapped in bandages poured out.

“Number of heads is always tricky.”

Silage wiped the blood from his chin and pulled his arm back.

“What do you think is the most fundamental reason why I was able to hide my identity at Keygen headquarters?”

Rumbling!

Simon’s eyes widened in surprise.

A red portal-like thing opened behind him. Countless people were walking quickly inside.

“It’s because he possesses a secret technique unique to Hyeolcheongyo that no other necromancer knows about.”

Simon was astonished.

‘It’s impossible! ‘You’re going straight into Hersheba’s dungeon?’

That wasn’t subspace or a teleportation magic circle.

Unidentified space magic.

The number of people who showed up was well over a thousand.

Above all the red-faced zombie walking with the believers was someone Simon knew well.

‘Blood Zombie!’

Anger flashed in Simon’s eyes.

Most of the undead who fought to the death on the Holy Federation’s Holy Train were kidnapped residents of the Holy Federation. This means that the main material is humans.

In addition the eyes of not only blood zombies but also ordinary believers were not normal. Although he completed the blood core and avoided becoming a zombie he seemed to be suffering from side effects his eyes were unfocused and his body became thin.

[It looks worse than death.]

Even the Ancient Undead Peer expressed such sentiments.

Cheok! chuck! chuck!

Numerous believers of the Hyeolcheon Church and blood zombies filled one side of the desert.

And among them three people stand out.

“Did you call Archbishop?”

A man dragging a pair of bloody crosses across the floor.

“Hehe! Can I see the Apostle now?”

A woman with a strange appearance with piercings all over her body and her tongue sticking out.

“It’s just like this. This place.”

A man with ponytails muttering with a bored expression.

All three of these people are at the ‘Bishop’ level of the Hyeolcheon Church. They were of equal or greater skill than the boss Aloken they fought on the Sacred Train.

“Simon Pollentia. I am clearly aware of this situation and feel despair. You are now-”

Silage spread his arms with a wry smile.

“We are dealing with the entire Blood Heaven Church.”

Waaaaaaaaa!

The fanatics of the Hyeolcheon Church shouted and cheered at the top of their lungs.

-Kya ga ga kyak!

The excited mummies rushed to hear the sound but three bishops came down in front of Silaji using different bloodstream magic to tear the mummies to pieces.

“archbishop. Is it okay to kill that child?”

The bishop holding two crosses looked back at Silaji and said: Silaji nodded.

“That’s right.”

The moment his command was issued life bloomed from the bodies of the three people.

Simon’s expression hardened.

Jump!

Damn it!

‘ah.’

To make matters worse Hersheva’s ‘World of Sand’ also began to crack in various places. She too has reached her limit.

If the world of sand were to be resolved like this the problem would not be the black magic that Silaji had used but the thousands of Blood Heavenly Cultists that would have to be dealt with.

“…….”

A hopeless situation.

but.

Simon somehow laughed.

‘It’s despair.’

Is this really a hopeless situation?

no.

Not yet.

My head is still rolling and my brain is spinning looking for odds.

Simon raised his head and his eyes sparkled.

“The kid has a fierce look in his eyes.”

The pony-haired bishop said in shock. The female bishop tapped him on the arm.

“Don’t let your guard down. Even though he looks young he is the person the archbishop requested support from.”

Simon lowered his palm covering his forehead and let out a long breath.

multiplication.

How to win.

“Hersheva.”

[Kid! Ahhh! I can’t last much longer!]

“There is one way to win.”

Simon rolled up his sleeves and showed the bracelet on his wrist. When I poured jet black light into this bracelet and tapped it lightly with my fingertips a subspace opened up.

Hersheva’s subspace created by subspace craftsman Gelen Eclipse.

Inside that narrow space sat the body of the lich. The Life Vessel was throbbing between my breastbones.

Simon stretched out his hand toward the Life Vessel.

[boy! no way!]

Peer was astonished after reading Simon’s thoughts.

[That’s impossible! Life Vessel is a completely different concept from Core!]

“This is the only way for now.”

Simon had a stern face but a confident smile was on his lips.

“I will do it no matter what.”

In fact if you touch this you will not be able to use Herseva in Keygen or outside of it in the future.

I still vividly remember how hard it was to create her.

but.

‘I have too many lives at stake right now.’

The faces of Meilin and her friends who had been turned into sacrifices came to mind.

Simon shaking off his hesitation placed his hand on Hersheba’s Life Vessel and injected jet black.

Quaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Simon’s jet black began to interfere with Hersheba’s life vessel.

[Ugh!]

Hersheba made a noise of pain. The cracks in the dungeon she was maintaining became faster.

“Hahaha! What are you doing?”

“You can destroy this space on your own! Then it’s better.”

Bishops and members of Hyeolcheon Church flirted.

Puzzle!

It’s a joke!

Simon’s jet black and Hersheba’s jet black violently intertwine and collide.

‘You’re going to break it on your own? you’re welcome.’

Legionization.

Simon is now trying to turn Hersheba into a ‘legion-type undead’.

Of course turning the Life Vessel into an army was something that even Richard had not attempted. It was an unprecedented case and if this continues the Life Vessel will explode.

puck!

The first band that maintained the Life Vessel was broken.

puck! puck!

The second and third bands were also broken. The Life Vessel with only the center remaining was shaking uneasily.

“Hersheva!”

Simon’s eyes tightened.

“I am your creator! I will never lose you!”

[Hey you crazy! Wow! What are you saying now…! Awesome!]

“Trust me!”

Simon with his eyes wide open and his nose bleeding spoke. He was also experiencing symptoms of jet-black reflux.

“Trust me and open your heart!”

My brain was boiling hotly and a crackling electric current passed through my head.

You can do it.

You can do it.

The moment all the rituals come together the ridicule of the bishops and the sounds of fighting between Mira and the members of the Church of Blood all subside.

The sound disappears and time slows down.

As time slows down perception becomes more solid.

Project pitch black onto Hersheba’s Life Vessel and draw a band around it on the Life Vessel that is about to collapse.

‘First belt.’

Creates a new band with the Legion’s jet black.

‘Second belt.’

A second band crossing next to it was created.

“You’re doing something!”

“Stop him!”

The bishop holding the cross jumped over the mummies and rushed towards Simon.

[It’s no use human!]

Wow!

Peer who had already lifted his original armor state struck down the bishop’s cross with the Great Sword of Destruction. The bishop’s eyes widened.

“What is it? Who are these undead?”

[Khahahaha!]

Boom!

Peer who had blown the bishop away with the following blow looked back.

[Okay try whatever you want! boy!]

Peer’s mouth opened wide.

[Because you are that man’s son!]

Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa!

Finally the moment when three bands created by the power of the Legion overlapped Hersheba’s heart.

The crumbling world of sand has completely changed.

“!”

Night has come to the desert.

The clear and clean sky was colored with dark blue twilight.

The cloudy pupils of Hersheba who was floating in the sky reflected the same dark blue glow as Simon’s jet black eyes.

Coo coo coo coo coo coo coo!

Coo coo coo coo!

The Hyeolcheon cultists were frightened and stopped moving. The Golden City whose progress had been halted was rising again.

“Suddenly!”

“More mummies are coming!”

The followers of Hyeolcheongyo hesitated and retreated. Hersheba’s heated voice was heard.

[Kid! Kid! What did you just do? My strength is surging!]

“Welcome to become a member of the corps. Hersheva.”

Simon who was down on one knee was panting and grinning.

“You can do more right?”

[of course-!]

Simon was recalling what Magnus had said when he met him for the Achemus prisoner exchange.

-Can I tell you one thing? The true use of Ancient Undead.

The true use of Ancient Undead.

After hearing those words from Magnus Simon thought about it. I have not yet been able to bring out the true power of the commander.

just now.

‘Go beyond the limits!’

It was clear what could be done. I could tell right now that I was more closely connected to Hersheba.

The real power of the world of sand.

‘Hersheba’s power is not creation but the power to ‘call’ the mummy troops she possesses. then……!’

Don’t set limits feel free to expand.

Hersheba is the legion and the legion is me.

so.

Now Hersheba can not only summon mummies.

Ssssssssssssssss!

Right from center.

Something was coming up from the desert.

It was a large mansion.

That wasn’t all. Around the mansion faded buildings reminiscent of a ghost town have risen and an incorruptible realm of death unfolds.

[Woohaha! Is this crazy?]

The mansion’s door burst open! It opened.

What walked out was a small boy wearing a faded crown. He was touching his body as if he couldn’t believe it.

[Simon! How did you bring me here?]

Ancient Undead Prince.

And ‘Deathland’ was being recreated in the middle of the desert. What followed was countless zombies jumping out from inside the buildings of the ghost town.

“2 o’clock! A large number of zombies are appearing at 2 o’clock!”

“At least 3000 units!”

“Where is that coming from?”

The members of Hyeolcheongyo Church looked devastated at the sudden appearance of the enemy troops.

[I don’t know what happened!]

Prince posed covering his face with his right hand.

[The leader of the Legion Zombie Unit! And the Hero Prince appears!]

-Uuuuuuuuu!

-Uuuuuu!

Zombies like jet-black waves were rolling over like waves.

[Please be noisy.]

At the same time a new presence was rising in the opposite direction of Deathland.

The gaze of the Hyeolcheongyo believers also turned to the other side.

-Kiriririririk!

-Kiririk!

This area was a replica of a spider den completely covered in spider webs. I saw a woman sitting on a spider web there crossing her legs.

[The leader of the spider unit and the most loyal servant of the corps commander.]

She stood up with a charming smile.

[My name is Erzsebet.]

Coo thump!

Kukukukukuk!

And the rear of the formation.

Tall trees kept sprouting up turning the middle of the desert into a jungle.

[I was waiting at the ruins and was called in. It is also the best environment for fighting.]

The ones that fell from the nest on the tree were ‘Skullwings’ harpy undead.

And the man who leads them.

[Archemus the leader of the Skull Wing unit. I have now responded to the master’s call!]

-Kkeeeeeeeek!

-Kiiiiii!

Skullwings filled the sky.

“Now the ghost of Silaji. And Hyeolcheongyo.”

Simon grinned and put on his piercer.

“I’ll give it back exactly as I said. I clearly recognize this situation and feel despair. You are now-”

He spread his arms.

“We are dealing with the ‘Legion’.”

Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

The dead gathered in the desert at night let out a huge roar.