Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner Chapter 294

Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 294

Chaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!

Chow!

The Greatsword of Destruction is continuously wielded. The pouring plant-type monsters and the falling white apples were pulverized with a flash of light at once.

‘Concentrate concentrate!’

Simon’s eyes focused on only one place. We see Figaro’s surprised face at the top of the tree.

[Like this monster!]

As Figaro’s arms moved large tree trunks swung like whips.

[Can’t be! This is grave blasphemy!!]

Simon dodged with a quick step.

“That’s blasphemy!”

Simon remembered everything he had seen on his way here.

ruined village.

Residents whose nutrients were sucked out.

And Sasha buried with only her face left.

“Whoever sees it it’s on your side!”

A huge slash went out and wiped out all the plant-type monsters and wooden whips.

‘Remaining street bring out my everything!’

When Simon opened the badge-shaped sacred subspace Akalion jumped out on all fours as if he had been waiting.

Simon climbed on top of it and injected the divinity into Akalion’s body.

“Let’s go! Akalion!”

-Kroaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Akalion started running at full speed.

Simon braced Akalion’s torso with his two legs and prepared a new white magic while running like a cavalry soldier while leaving evasion and rushing to him.

Tung! Tung! Tung!

More white apples fall.

Simon raised the corner of his mouth and opened the white magic circle.

‘thank you! Professor Parahan!’

< Farahan Remake – Spear of Glory >

A large number of holy spears shoot into the sky and collide with the descending white apples causing a forced explosion.

When Akalion first saw the white apple exploding he must have sensed it right away and cleverly ran away from the blast radius.

[Kuh!]

As Figaro crossed his arms tree trunks flew in once more.

Simon sent his arms forward.

< Divine Barrier >

The large shield of the Guardian Science unfolded safely catching the flying tree trunks and drifting them aside while Akalion broke through.

[You bastard!]

Figaro’s eyes grew red. It is not an exaggeration to say that he was an active Priest.

‘80%!’

Simon’s eyes widened.

Now everything is really coming. Figaro can be seen with the naked eye.

[Shit!]

On the other hand seeing Simon rushing towards him Figaro harbored fear.

‘Why are the Paladins who requested the federation so late?!’

Under the system of the Federation they were obliged to come down to protect the saintess unconditionally when the saintess appeared.

And this was the heart of Figaro’s plan.

They cannot take issue with the fact that they as men have become saints. Because this is the Goddess’ choice.

Because the power of the goddess should not be doubted and should be accepted as it is.

I wanted to make them feel contradictory.

‘however…!’

He chose science and research to overcome the limitations of religion. however.

‘But what the heck is that?!’

A monster that cannot be explained by theology or religion.

In front of my eyes something that laughed at all truth jumped out in front of me.

‘I can’t give up like this!’

Fortunately the closer it gets to the main body the stronger and more diverse the tools it can use.

Figaro prepared the white magic.

< Jin of White Flame Amplification >

White magic circles made of white flame spread from the bodies of trees everywhere and large tree trunks rose right there.

The tree trunks were all white with divinity.

[good!]

Stems pour like spears. Simon continued to maintain the Divine Barrier.

Kwajik!

The tree trunk that approached first tore the Divine Barrier like a piece of paper in one shot.

Simon hurriedly threw his head to the side blood splattered in solid lines across his cheeks.

‘The power is incomparable to what it used to be!’

Simon immediately removed the barrier grabbed the Greatsword of Destruction from his back and swung it. The stems that followed parted with a crackling sound.

[!]

This time Figaro’s expression hardened.

Even though the whole tree is the body of Sasha the vessel of the saint the stem cut by Simon did not recover.

Figaro realized.

Even a saint would die if she was cut directly by the blade of that great sword.

[It’s terrifyingly amazing!]

A monster that seemed to be born to kill the saintess.

[From the first day she became a saint she was undeserved and a worthy enemy!]

< Jin of White Flame Amplification >

After Figaro doubled the magic circle he pulled out countless reinforced tree trunks.

This too was desperate.

Fuck!

At that time Akalion who could not avoid the stem that rose from the ground was grabbed by his hind legs. The stem threw Akalion into the air.

“Stand back! Akalion!”

Simon jumped off Akalion and clung to the tree’s body again.

90% progress.

10% remaining distance.

Now Simon was running alone. He waved his divine white cloak and swung the Greatsword of Destruction at will.

blah blah!

jump!

blah blah! blah blah! blah blah! blah blah!

If it moves in front of my eyes I cut it without leaving a single one.

‘Hook!’

Now even divinity is exhausted.

Divinity wears more mental power than jet black. His head throbs and his vision blurs.

[A monster!]

Figaro shouted in disgust.

“No matter what!”

Simon stretched out his arm that was not holding the greatsword. Divinity flashed up and became a divine spear.

“Sasha!”

Several sacred bands flew around the divine spear and formed the shape of a drill.

“Take me back!”

< Lete Original – La Escreme >

TOO!

With a roar the rotating Divine Spear was shot out.

The image he saw on the train was realized in reality.

[Big!]

Figaro raised a tree trunk in front of him and hit the barrier.

Kwak Kwa Kwak!

The strengthened divine spear tore through the stem and penetrated deeply only to stop right in front of Figaro’s neck with a difference of a second.

Figaro whose words had cooled breathed in surprise and stared straight ahead.

Simon was now right in front of him.

“Remaining distance!”

Simon charged forward with his greatsword.

“0!”

[no use!]

Simon noticed dysentery just as he immediately rushed at Figaro.

There were white apples rolling around on the tops of trees that couldn’t be seen from below.

[All explosions!]

A dazzling light rose from all the white apples causing a nova explosion.

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

An explosion of white flame that purifies all foreign substances except for herself as a saint.

however.

Suddenly Simon was floating in the air.

‘As long as I don’t get hit directly by the explosion!’

Tadat.

he came down to the floor

‘It’s bearable!’

This level of white flame is nothing compared to the time of Plema.

“Haaaaaaaa!”

Now Figaro is just a few steps ahead.

The moment when Simon who had been shot out like an arrow was about to wield the Greatsword of Destruction.

[boy!]

He did not move even one step forward. She lowered her gaze hastily and before she knew it a tree trunk was wrapped around her waist.

“ah!”

Figaro is right in front of you!

It was a close distance but I thought I could forcefully cut it at this distance.

Simon stuck out his front paw and swung his greatsword.

jump!

I felt a burning pain in my right arm.

Simon’s vision returned.

‘…!!’

A man’s arm was flying high into the sky. In his hand was the Greatsword of Destruction.

As soon as he recognized that it was his arm a severe pain surged through his head.

‘Keuuugh!’

Simon bit his lip in pain and in the meantime tree trunks wrapped around Simon’s body.

[I was caught off guard at the last minute!]

Figaro clenched his fists.

[I’ll praise you for almost killing me by one step!]

The trunks of the trees began to tighten to the point of crushing Simon’s whole body. If it wasn’t for Pier’s bone armor it would have been squeezed into a lump of meat long ago.

[boy! I can’t last long!]

Peer’s bone armor was about to be smashed with a clicking sound. Besides he has neither his right arm nor the Greatsword of Destruction.

‘haha.’

The moment he was about to lose consciousness Simon looked at Sasha who had only a face left in front of Figaro.

She still had her eyes closed as if she had lost her mind.

‘Sasha…!’

Simon extended his left arm toward her.

‘!’

the moment you touch her.

space has changed.

Not the top of Figaro’s tree but nothingness. I came into a pure white space. Simon was free without the tree that was holding him back.

[hi-]

Hearing someone’s voice Simon turned around.

I see a girl with half white half red hair. She was sitting on a throne wearing a colorless dress.

[Since we are so involved I wanted to meet you at least once.]

“you….”

Simon’s voice trembled.

“Who is it?”

The corners of her mouth parted long.

‘To put it in your human words it would be better to call it the essence of purification.’

Is that the essence of purification?

He was talking like a human and moving like a human.

[This is an avatar that I have created and this place is also an image that I have created. how is it? Isn’t it cool?]

“…There is nothing.”

[I interpreted Jeonghwa’s last appearance absolute futility in my own way. Ah this story is over.]

she rubbed her chin

[How about making a deal with me? Simon Pollentia.]

“transaction?”

As she was about to rise from her throne an invisible white chain formed and oppressed her.

[As you can see I’m being held in an unstable state by that guy named Figaro.]

“….”

[Me and Sasha ended up getting caught up in that puppet play. offended Terrible!]

Simon inhaled lightly.

“What about the deal?”

[Set me free. You can cut Figaro.]

Simon looked to his right. Even in this image his right arm was blown off and his blood was dripping.

“It looks like it will be difficult.”

She showed it and laughed.

[I’ll lend you my strength. Just join forces until we get through this situation. how is it?]

Simon couldn’t understand what she was saying.

“I’m a necromancer. Even if the essence of a saint lends me strength how?”

[That’s a great question!]

She clapped her hands and laughed.

[You are a necromancer a contractor of the Legion and even a boy! I wouldn’t normally pay attention to it but ironically-]

She spread her arms and grinned.

[You have ‘qualifications’!]

“…?”

[You don’t know how great this is but it’s like a miracle Simon Pollentia!!]

I don’t know what you’re talking about.

“It’s not the time to decide between means and methods.”

Simon looked up and looked at her.

“I accept the offer. Essence of Purification.”

she raised an eyebrow.

[Hold my hand.]

She was chained and unable to move.

Simon strode over and grabbed her white hand.

[The strongest. I’ll show you.]

* * *

The world of futility was lifted and it returned to the original world.

Simon was still imprisoned in the tree trunk and Figaro was holding Simon’s neck confirming victory.

nothing has changed

when you think

[!]

Figaro’s pupils shook.

[No this how is this- huh?]

As if he was flustered as if he had forgotten something important he frantically groped and touched his own body with both arms.

‘…aha.’

Simon finally realized. The identity of this power welling up in his chest.

And the next thing to do was simple.

this overflowing power.

‘It emits very little.’

Rurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

A pure white flame like a mountain rose from Simon’s whole body. The tree that was strangling him turned to ashes at once and fluttered away.

[Why the power of a saintess!]

Figaro cried out in anger.

Simon’s hair turned white grew long like long hair and flowed like flames. His eyes flashed with a brilliant golden light and a cloth of white flame wrapped around Simon as if to protect him.

Roaring!

A spark also rose from the wound on Simon’s right arm and the arm regenerated as it was.

It was the regenerative ability of white flame.

[Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!]

Peer laughed loudly.

[Are you even fooling around with the providence of the world now? boy!!!]

Simon stretched out his newly regenerated right arm behind him. A white flame the size of a house rose from his hand and its shape hardened.

It was a ‘sword’.

A heterogeneity made of a substance that does not exist in this world. The pure white sword body was beautiful and the shape of the blade formed a curve like a flame.

This was the authority Simon created with the power of the essence.

Sew.

The corps commander and saintess raised her sword.

The dazzling white burning sword was huge enough to reach the edge of the sky.

and.

A miracle in the form of a sword descended.

< Simon Original – End >

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

The sword of the white flame passed through everything in half. All things in that line of fire were swallowed up by a huge rift of light and burned.

Just that one blow.

[Keep up!]

Figaro’s fixed body was easily cut off.

[ha ha ha! Ahahahaha!]

Figaro’s body leaned over leaving only his upper body. A dejected laugh escaped from his mouth.

His upper body hit a branch and fell down. With a rustling sound his body began to disintegrate.

As he fell he reached an arm toward Simon.

The boy with white flame-like hair was looking down at him with expressionless eyes.

[I am-]

Figaro couldn’t come to his senses at the sight of the blueprint he had dreamed of and idealized all his life being perfectly reproduced right in front of his eyes.

[I’m not wrong!]

-A man accepts the essence of a saint?

– Fuck it.

-Please come to your senses.

How many people laughed at his ideals.

But look.

in the most perfect shape and form.

It was that boy who built the saintess’ power.

[I salute you corps commander. no.]

His mouth moved one last time.

[The first saint.]