Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner Chapter 598

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Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 598

“Boys. Are you ready?”

Benya said as she approached the skull of Manus on the pedestal.

The way she tied her hair as she walked was somehow resolute so Simon answered with a nervous expression.

“yes.”

Benya swung her arm to launch a series of magic circles linked to Manus into the air then activated something with her fingertips.

however.

‘?’

Nothing happened.

The moment Simon who was waiting nervously wondered if something was wrong and tried to talk to him.

Kurrrrrr-!

The air shuddered and the floor began to vibrate. Manus’ two eye sockets which were left with only pure white bones twinkled.

Inside the skull extremely complex magic circles operated. Various polyhedrons moved and interlocked and circuits extending outward from the center were neatly established.

Now the former sword master ‘Manus’ switches on.

Keying-!

The twinkle in the eyes grows bigger and bigger. Soon the skull’s mouth opened wide.

-!@&!^*$@%&!!!

let out a violent groan. Simon hurriedly unfolded his jet-black shield. The pitch black like a blade drew scratch scars all over the basement.

“Ugh! I just made it work but what is this!”

[Khehehe! This is interesting!]

Peer’s alter ego hanging from Simon’s school uniform said when it came.

[Did you build up to this point with the remaining thoughts? Human black magic has also developed considerably.]

‘Ha but the result seems odd!’

[It has to be.]

Peer’s voice softened.

[That is no longer the sword master I saw in Death Land. just-]

The skull of Manus which had been moving up and down floated into the air. Black sparks flew and a raging wind shook the surroundings.

[It’s just a rampaging slaughter weapon.]

I’m going to go to the middle of the day!

This theory was dangerous. Simon exclaimed urgently.

“Senior Benya! The basement can’t stand it anymore!”

“okay!”

Eventually she forcibly turned off the summoning magic circle. The light in his eyes that had been shining on Manus’ skull slowly faded and he came back down to the pedestal.

When the runaway was over Simon and Benya sat down and breathed heavily without anyone saying anything first.

“…As you can see this is the situation.”

Benya said.

“With the loss of self and thoughts as a natural undead we succeeded in forcibly grabbing the corpse that was about to return to manure and raising it to the summoning undead. But.”

She looked at Manus’ skull with mixed eyes.

“From the moment the jet black is injected and activated this undead uses all of its resources for ‘runaway’. In the end even the summoning magic circle that maintains itself will be consumed and boiled.”

“….”

“If it self-destructs like that it’s impossible to restore it a second time.”

Simon hardened his expression.

A dangerous summoned beast that cannot be controlled at this rate. As Pierre said it was close to a weapon of slaughter without will.

‘But it’s also true that it’s a powerful material.’

Prince and Whistle. Or the ancient undead that was more than that.

It was true that he was interested as a necromancer when he saw the huge output.

“But what are you going to use it for?”

“Ah that’s…”

Simon replied with a bitter smile.

“I’m thinking of making it with Dyurahan’s head.”

“????”

Benya opened her mouth with a puzzled expression.

* * *

“You’re making a durahan with the head of Manus on the body of a guardian?”

“Yes senior!”

“…Think again gentlemen.”

After meticulously checking the seal on the cellar Benya continued as she climbed the stairs.

“There are many ways to conquer Dyurahan. It would be impossible to go to a guardian that is banned from exporting itself but with my connections I can rescue an A+ grade ogre rod or Abaddon corpse.”

“Thank you for your words.”

Simon also smiled as he climbed the stairs after him.

“If my research fails I’ll ask you then.”

“…haha.”

Benya raised the corner of his mouth as if he couldn’t stop it.

“I’ve known them since making undead from the bones of hatchling whales and making exploding ghouls.”

She tapped Simon on the shoulder.

“As expected you are the person most suited to the spirit of ‘mutation’.”

“It’s an honor to see you like that.”

“Okay! I’ll support you with the materials you need to conquer your bizarre Dyurahan!”

“Ah thank you for that!”

Simon greeted her and opened the door to the club room.

“Ah you’re out!”

“Senior student president!”

As soon as I opened the door I saw first graders huddled together like chicks.

“Senior student council president! Senior Benya!”

“Are you hurt anywhere?”

“Are you okay?”

Simon laughed softly.

“Sorry were you surprised by the sudden vibration of the floor? It wasn’t a big deal.”

Benya also opened his mouth and smiled widely.

“My babies! Were you worried?”

A friendly atmosphere was created for a while. Fitzgerald was writing a book in the distance swallowing tears as if he had already been pushed aside by the attention of the first graders.

“Simon brother. But what’s under here?”

Sasha asked.

Come to think of it it wasn’t something to hide so Simon answered plainly.

“Durahan material for this midterm exam.”

Wow-!

Exclamation poured out from everywhere.

“Durahan! A knight without a head? I know!”

“Do you make a durahan in the second year?”

“I want to make it too!”

“You fix the skeleton crab leg dance.”

“Hey! Don’t talk!”

Simon laughed lightly.

Still I was in a good mood today perhaps because I had confirmed the strength of Manus.

“Then would you like to keep looking at the problems you don’t know about?”

“yes!”

* * *

At Keyzen every class during the exam period was famous for being intense.

Of course Mathuhak which mainly uses the body was no exception. On the mountainside of Roch Island Simon in gym clothes was running out of breath.

“It’s all here! It’s all here!”

“Cheer up a little more! Students!”

The theme of Hongfeng’s Matu Studies class this time was ‘Comprehensive Obstacle Course’. Simon looked back and said.

“Cheer up Kami!”

“Ha! Ha! Yes Simon!”

Similarly she was wearing a gym suit and was running hard with her eyes closed. Simon looked over at her and looked in front of her.

Now for the next course.

There were various kinds of weapons such as maces spears shields bows and whips.

“Suddenly what weapon?”

“Look at this! You can only pick one for each person?”

The students who had been quiet for a moment rushed forward and grabbed their weapons.

‘It’s a great sword!’

Simon found the weapon he wanted right away.

He was about to reach out to pick up the greatsword boasting a large presence on the shelf.

chuck!

One step ahead a large hand grabbed the handle of the greatsword.

“It’s obvious.”

Hector smiled bitterly.

He was also taking Hong Feng’s Mathu class.

“Will you let me use your main weapon?”

‘Ugh!’

Simon who had his greatsword taken away by a narrow car had no choice but to look for another weapon. The students who arrived late were mainly taking familiar cutlery.

Kamibarez chose his shield.

‘I am….’

There were not many armies left.

Simon had no choice but to choose the whip that was the most unpopular and shunned by the students. When I pulled it up it had quite a bit of elasticity.

Clap!

Clap!

At that moment the floor around them cracked and devices connected to crossbows came up and aimed at the students.

The students were startled and backed away but fortunately the loaded arrows were not real arrows. The ends were blunt.

“I guess I’m dodging arrows this time.”

“I live.”

The students looked relieved. In fact it was about the size of an arrow so I could easily dodge it without using a weapon.

-Team C then the next task!

Then Hongfeng’s voice was heard.

-Only 10 people who ‘shoot down’ the most Hwajal passed!

“?!”

Weren’t you avoiding it?

As soon as he had such a question arrows rained down from all directions.

“Ugh!”

The students swung their swords and spears with clumsy movements but it was not easy to hit the arrows with the narrow bladed weapons.

He couldn’t stop them from flying towards him and he often fell out after being hit in succession.

Kamibarez hid himself behind a shield with a frightened face. Due to her small size she was able to completely hide her body behind her shield.

She was in the top ranks just by holding her shield and blocking arrows.

“Ayy! I should have carried a shield not an offensive weapon!”

“At this point Kami is cute!”

Buang! Buang!

Meanwhile Hector was nervously brandishing his greatsword. It was wider than other bladed weapons but it was heavy so it was difficult to properly hit the arrow.

“Shit!”

Hector didn’t choose a greatsword simply to keep Simon in check. He was also confident in his great swordsmanship but the rules for matching arrows were unpredictable.

and.

“Waaaaaa!”

“What is it? He’s!”

Simon was literally flying around.

After wrapping the whip in jet-black steel wire to free control he swung it in all directions.

Puff!

puck!

Not only the arrows coming towards him but also the arrows flying in the air were being adjusted freely.

Every time Simon swung his whip three or four arrows fell.

“Fuck you!”

Black droplets flowed out one after another from Hector’s body who was watching him. “Black eruption in the body” that strengthens the body for a short time.

Simon smiled as he watched Hector swinging his heavy greatsword like iron chopsticks with enhanced strength.

“Wouldn’t it be tiring to use ‘Eruption’ already?”

“Shut up!”

Other students shouted at the fierce competition between the two boys.

“You crazy bastards! Watch and swing!”

The obstacle course this time was also the solo performance of 1st place Simon and 2nd place Hector.

* * *

The next class is divine defense taught by ‘Professor Parahan’ from Priest.

Parahan who was reading the textbook while stroking his long beard like a freshman began to ask the students one by one.

“The meaning of the sign of the cross drawn up and down like the picture in the textbook is-“

OK.

There was a hand that flashed higher than anyone else.

“This is Simon Pollentia. It’s ‘obedience to superiors’.”

“What does Garrido mean?”

“This is Simon Pollentia. ‘The Liturgy of the Eucharist.’”

“The use of the Audio rune in this formula is-“

“This is Simon Pollentia. Blessing class hearing-enhancing white magic.”

As it was in the first year even in the second year the divine defense was Simon’s solo stage.

The A class members were used to it but the other students were all showing a surprising reaction.

“No. How do you know all that?”

“…At this point isn’t he himself a Priest?”

Looking at Simon who was gradually accumulating the performance evaluation score with the store Farahhan let out a bitter smile.

“Students see me after class.”

“yes!”

After finishing the last divine defense class of the midterm exam Simon and Farahhan headed to Farahhan’s house which is far from campus.

His house came out after a long climb up the mountain. It was a pretty good walk even though the distance was far.

“Why are you working so hard?”

Farahhan smiled and continued.

“You’re supposed to be number one in divine defense anyway.”

There was no way other necromancer students who had only studied theoretically could beat Simon who had been to the Holy Federation and could even use divinity directly.

Simon followed suit and smiled.

“Because I can’t be careless.”

-Meow! meow!

-Nyan! Nyan! Nyan!

As they approached the house they heard loud cries from afar. White and Kkamangi who became Simon’s divine beasts were there to meet him.

“Hi! How are you?”

Simon ran and hugged the two kittens. The cats struggled and tousled Simon’s hair with their paws.

-Why don’t you come here so often?

– It was bad!

It seemed to say so. Simon smiled and comforted the kittens.

“Sorry I’ve been hectic for a while. I’ll come back more often.”

Before I knew it Akalion a divine beast resembling a bear came and rubbed my cheek against my leg.

Simon took the three divine beasts and entered Farahhan’s house.

While chatting over a cup of tea Simon talked about what happened in the Tower of Time. He told Farahhan the story of Chaos and Void in particular.

“It means that you from the future handled that power freely.”

“yes.”

Simon raised a white and black aura in both hands.

“But I still can’t mix the two perfectly.”

“Don’t be too hasty.”

Farahhan said slowly waving the fan in his hand.

“You haven’t fully mastered either jet-darkness or divinity yet. As you build up your capabilities the path to the Void will naturally open.”

Simon nodded as he agreed.

Mix black and holy.

The method seemed simple but it was difficult to fathom how much enlightenment and high level would be required in it.

“In that sense the divine side is more urgent.”

Farahhan said.

“Thanks to the new subjects the level of new mathematics is high but there is no teaching of offensive-type divine magic.”

“Oh I know one.”

Simon immediately performed white magic.

< Lete Original – La Escreme >

The line of divinity spreads out and the belt of blessing winds around the spearhead and turns into the shape of a drill.

“Ohhh what kind of technology is this!”

Farahhan jumped up from his seat.

“There is such a beautiful and efficient technique! It’s a combination of divine mechanics and blessing science! Yes the simple performance of the Holy Spear series into 5 types of blessings…”

It’s hard to see this level of white magic while working at Keyzen so Farahhan seemed excited.

He was busy observing La Escream coming and going. Simon watched him with his chin on his chin then looked away.

‘Come to think of it.’

White clouds were floating outside the window.

‘How is Lethe doing these days?’

* * *

The Holy Land of the Holy Federation and the headquarters of Epenel.

Sky Island.

“Gratula my cíbĭlis.”

“I would like to meet the goddess’ closest daughter.”

“A blessing to our son who went to battle…”

All the residents of this place bowed their heads deeply or prostrated themselves in worship.

and.

“I will pray for your son to return safely. The goddess will also take care of you.”

A clean dust-free road.

There was a white-haired girl walking raising a cluster of stars.

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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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