Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner Chapter 1217

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Episode 1217

[Where is Simon Pollentia? Renegades.]

A savior and ruler of the City.

Hieromir appeared through a gap in the collapsed wall of the revolutionary army’s main camp.

Juul immediately grabbed the handle of the magic sword and stood guard and Arendia also hesitantly lifted the bag containing the sacred missiles and prepared for battle.

Davina who fell to the floor still had a dazed look on her face as if she was in shock.

“How did you get here…!”

[Did you think I wouldn’t know?]

Hiero Mir raised the corners of his mouth.

[There are many people who want to profit by reporting traitors. Even if they are people who are devoted to the residents. Davina.]

“Ugh!”

Enraged Davina immediately grabbed the mortar lying on the ground spun his body around and fired.

The cannonball flew with a loud bang and hit Hieromir squarely in the face and exploded.

Coo coo coo coo!

Hieromir’s face was completely obscured by the deflagration and the large figure stopped moving. As Arendia lowered her mortar and gasped for breath she screamed.

“There is no way a savior could suffer that much! “Hurry and avoid!”

thud! thud!

Hiero Mir strode forward a thick cloud of smoke hanging from his face.

The appearance was both bizarre and threatening reminiscent of an undead moving with its head blown off.

<Juul Original – One Wheel>

Sigh!

Jool who was in his stance with his sword fired a sword strike that was curved like a whip but Hiero Mir roughly deflected the attack with the back of his hand and walked away.

[It tickles.]

Finally the smoke cleared to reveal a grinning Hieromir on his face.

[I will ask again. Where is Simon Pollentia?]

“now!”

Kwakwakwak!

Camivarez flew up behind Hieromir.

She went downstairs and then occupied his rear by breaking the ceiling and coming up.

<Blood Silk>

Churrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Her spread bloody tabard wrapped itself around Camivarez’s right arm and she advanced with her tabard straightening her fist towards the back of Hiero Mir’s head.

“I’m dying!”

Blah blah blah!

As Cami Varez raises her fist her badge unfurls and flutters in all directions. The entire building is greatly shaken by the overwhelming blow.

Even someone who doesn’t know much about combat would be impressed that it worked well.

however.

[Did a mosquito bite you?]

Hieromir’s eerie pupils moved as he stared at Camivarez behind him.

He raised his hand and sent Kami Barez flying like a bug.

“Big!”

Immediately a veil wrapped around her body as if protecting her but the destructive power that Hieromir caused was beyond imagination. Kami Barez’s body flew through the wall shattering houses and factories near her one after another stretching out endlessly.

Coo coo coo coo!

Everyone turned their heads and looked in fascination at the shattered and collapsing residences and factories.

[The only thing I care about is Simon Pollentia.]

Hiero Mir massaged the back of his neck and looked at the others.

[Please tell me the location of the guy. If you do that I will erase all your memories and make you live as a member of the lowest class.]

“That nonsense! “I can’t listen to you anymore.”

The general representative of Kizen’s Matuhak.

After adjusting his posture properly Jules Vincere grabbed the handle of the magic sword and pressed it down.

<Juul Original – Brain Demon>

썣썄죣죣죣죣죣!

Countless sword strikes spread out and cut into Hieromir’s body one after another.

“Haaaaa!”

Arendia mustering up all the courage she had opened her bag and fired a sacred missile. In addition other revolutionary army members came down from the roof holding on to ropes and fired mortars.

Kukukuk!

Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwak!

It was a combined offensive of the continent’s magic and the White Land’s technology but Hiero Mir strode through the smoke and activated the communication device in his ear.

[Firing from gun 1 to gun 4.]

A deafening sound of gunfire echoes beyond the wall.

A beam of destruction that condensed Koral was fired from a flying battleship floating in the sky.

Everyone who sensed the artillery fire fell down or retreated but the direction from which the main gun was fired was none other than Hieromir’s direction.

“What are you doing shooting your own team!”

Arendia said as if she didn’t understand but Davina raised her voice.

“That usage is correct! “Everyone be careful!”

Suuu-

Without even turning his head Hiero Mir spread his palm towards the pouring purple flash.

A black hole appeared in front of his palm and all of the main gun’s firepower was sucked into the hole. Hiero Mir smiled and waved his hand in satisfaction.

[Do you know what it means to control space?]

Ugh! yes! yes!

A black hole appeared in the air in the direction he swung his hand. After understanding the situation everyone panicked and ran away.

Wow!

Sigh!

The purple flash just now poured down fiercely attacking the revolutionary army members and Simon and his group from all directions at the same time. A member of the revolutionary army who lost his leg after being hit by a flash of light fell down in agony. Juul hurriedly raised his magic sword to try to catch the bombardment but he retreated for a long time and ended up having to dodge by throwing his body away.

[Surrender before overwhelming power.]

He moved his thick fingers rhythmically. This time a small gap appeared in the air and a series of small long chalk-like flashes of light poured out of it.

Extreme control that feels as if it has been processed even though it has only been adjusted to space.

The color disappeared from Jules’ face when he saw that.

‘The control of abilities is extremely meticulous!’

While the revolutionary army’s main base was being destroyed by bombing Hieromir who was standing leisurely suddenly rushed forward.

Hot!

Then he grabbed the neck of Jules who was the most difficult among them and lifted him up. Jules’ legs came off the floor.

“Go stop attacking!”

Once Jules was captured the revolutionary forces stopped their attack. Hieromir smiled calmly and spoke.

[I think you know. Knife wielder.]

“Cough! “Wow!”

[Please indicate the location of Simon Pollentia.]

Grumpy.

More and more force was being applied to Jules’ neck as if it might break his cervical vertebrae. Juul protected only his neck with his magic weapon ‘Black Clothes’ and then moved his trembling arms to grab the handle of the magic sword on his waist! I caught it making a sound.

Hieromir said as if it were funny.

[Even if you swing it a thousand times you cannot cut my skin with a blade or something like that.]

“That’s right!”

This time Davina kicked the floor and rushed at her. In her hand was a purple spear used by seekers.

“Eat this!”

She activated the Coral on the tip of her spear and stabbed Hiero Mir in the side. It didn’t quite penetrate her skin but she pressed down on her spear with all the strength she had as she suckled on it.

“Aaaah!”

Surprisingly blood began to flow down Hieromir’s side.

[I dare you.]

Hiero Mir veins sprouting on his forehead from anger put his hand around Jool’s neck and punched her in the face. Davina said ‘Kya!’ It flew away with a sound hit the wall and fell down.

[Yes it reminds me for the first time in a long time why I settled in this world.]

Jump and jump.

Hieromir approached.

[I founded The City after hearing information that there was a mineral in this world that could tear my body apart. Isn’t it fun? Davina.]

“….”

[Shall I tell you a more interesting story?]

He bared his teeth.

[The ‘revolutionary’ you so admired is dead.]

Davina heard those words and her eyes widened.

“lie! “It can’t be!”

[It’s even been 6 months since he died. The revolutionary was also reported to the hands of members of your revolutionary army who claimed to be his subordinates. Isn’t everything in vain?]

He grabbed Davina’s hair and pulled her as she fell.

[And for the past six months it has been me who has been giving information by pretending to be a dead revolutionary.]

“…!!”

[Okay now it looks like he’s finally realized something strange. Everything was done to weed out the renegades who looked like cockroaches at once. Today is the time to reap results.]

Slam!

Hieromir who heard the sound of metal turned around. Juul stood up trembling holding his magic sword in its sheath and holding it in a reverse posture.

[I would have said you couldn’t kill me with a blade. Knife wielder.]

“….”

Jules just closed his eyes and concentrated.

A technique that gathers the power of the magic sword into one point and penetrates everything.

A technique that even defeated Sigmund wearing a Celestial Protector.

<Juul Original – Myeongryun>

A solid black line stretched out silently. Hiero Mir turned with a flash of color in his eyes and the solid line passed through part of his shoulder.

Not fatal but definitely a penetrating wound.

He looked at his bleeding shoulder and his eyes went gray. He threw Davina aside and strode towards Jule.

[That sword. I suddenly have a craving for it.]

‘Ugh!’

The recoil immediately after using Myeongryun was so severe that I could not move. When Hieromir gestured about six holes opened in the air and purple flashes shot out from them.

“It’s dangerous!”

Arendia threw her body and forced Jul to her side. Jules fell to the ground and a flash of light passed through where he was.

“Protect the Demon Castle!”

“It’s our only hope!”

Revolutionary army members and men in the underground arena poured out firepower including mortars but Hieromir was walking taking all the attacks with his bare body as if he were taking a walk.

Wow!

Jules who came to his senses struggled to fire a sword strike but Hieromir opened the air and sucked in the slash created a new hole next to the revolutionary army members and then sent out a slash to cut them down.

‘What is this!’

Jules’ lips trembled.

It was an incredibly powerful force. Although it is nothing compared to Simon’s Whirlpool it still treats the spatial system like a basic technology.

Whoa whoa!

Hieromir approached and kicked Jules in the abdomen.

Next he created a gap behind Juul’s flying back and extended his right arm to the side.

Juul jumped out of the new space that opened up in front of his right arm and was firmly caught in his hand.

[Can’t you feel it?]

Hieromir looked back at Jules and smiled.

[A difference in power that can never be overcome.]

“Big!”

Kkuddeukdeuk!

This time Jules applied more and more force to his neck apparently intent on killing him. Juul even dropped the magic sword he considered his life to the floor and struggled with his legs.

[It’s not enough for you. Summon Simon Pollentia.]

“Bwak! “Ugh!”

[Otherwise you will die here.]

The light in Jules’ eyes slowly disappears. The moment when the struggle becomes increasingly feeble.

Wow!

Something came out from below and hit Hieromir’s arm holding Jules hard. Hieromir frowned and looked down.

There was no pain but his arm was twisted in strange directions like a twist.

‘Mop?’

And immediately.

Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

A man dressed in civilian clothes and wearing a monocle appeared above Hiero Mir and pressed his face with all his force with the mop he held in both hands.

The force caused Hieromir to fly and hit the wall and Jul barely fell to the floor with a sob.

[Oh.]

Hiermir raised the corners of his mouth as he watched his left arm twist like a twist and then slowly return.

[You guys are not human.]

Cheoeok.

chuck.

A man in a butler’s uniform holding a cleaning tool was pulling up a massive jet black suit.

It was a woman wearing a maid’s outfit standing in her pose with a rolling mop next to her.

[A person who is neither a living person nor a corpse. ‘Undead’ do not exist here in Whiteland. It is clear that Simon Pollentia passed through here.]

[Now that we’re out there’s no reason to hide it anymore. We were ordered to move in an emergency.]

A man wearing a butler’s uniform.

The ancient undead zombie butler of the 7th Legion raised his monocle.

[Humans please step aside.]

Mako another Ancient Undead said this and threw the rolling pin into the air. Immediately the white zombie ghosts summoned by the zombie butler accepted the pushing pole and took a fighting stance.

[That’s interesting. There may be one or two people in the world who manipulate space.]

Hiero Mir corrected his distorted face and slowly stood up.

[There are a lot of them on this continent. Because I’m jealous. There is also a need to reduce the number.]

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Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner

Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner

Necromancer Academy and the Genius Summoner
Score 8
Status: Ongoing Type: Artist: Released: 2020 Native Language: Korean
After the ‘100-Year War’ between the Necromancers and Priests, an all-time genius who’ll shake the power structure was born. “Am I a rare case or something? Do I have talent?” A potential beyond all imagination. He obtained his father’s undead army and entered the great Necromancer school of Kizen that divided the continent. Geniuses are geniuses, even when gathered among the elites. The research community was flipped on its head by the appearance of a new case. Professors wouldn’t leave him be alone, wanting to make him study directly under them. Officials from all over the kingdom and heads of organizations fidgeted over whether to scout him. “Professor! When can I make a Lich?” “Gimme a break. How talented are you? You’re crossing the line, honestly.” A genius among geniuses had appeared.

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