Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 903
Inside the iron bars where no sunlight can enter.
A woman with long hair was lying on the stone floor yawning. She immediately stretched her body once then turned her body around and lay down on her side.
Her true identity was Elizabeth.
‘So absurd. Imprisoned for saying one prayer wrong.’
It was spectacle.
This pseudo-religion that worships the titular “Zhulong” obsessively censors its followers in an attempt to find spies. Elizabeth recited the prayer she had memorized well in front of the guards but the old woman who was passing by saw her and pointed it out.
– The Lord’s Prayer is wrong! In verse 2 it’s not ‘filling of authority’ it’s ’emptying’! The author is either a spy for a lord or a traitor lacking in faith! You don’t deserve to be saved!
being so trapped.
The fact that I came to know now is that ‘filling’ was correct. However the believers around him heard that and immediately changed filling to emptying.
It was absurd.
No matter how devastated they were it was really hard to understand why humans fell for such scammers’ nonsense. She lay back on her floor and looked up at her ceiling.
‘It’s quiet.’
As long as Simon the commander of the corps didn’t give orders he couldn’t lay his hands on humans. She said that the only commands she was allowed to do were to gather her information.
However seeing that all the numerous followers who were supposed to be upstairs had gone outside something was unusual. I didn’t know it was a sign that something big was about to happen.
‘Shall we go out soon?’
She opened her mouth and raised her index finger.
Then suddenly the sound of scratching the stone floor was heard. In the far darkness the prison key wrapped in cobwebs was being dragged shining.
* * *
At the same time there was a great uproar in Riveron Square.
-How long must innocent residents die! The lord of Riveron back down!
– It is not a target that can be won by human power! Offer twenty children as a sacrifice and ask for forgiveness!
Followers of a pseudo-religion that believes in Zhu Ryong came out to the square and staged a protest.
If left as it is they were going to invade the Gongji Castle so the Gnostic Soldiers of Riveron were blocking them.
“Disband the illegal assembly that is not permitted!”
“You never know when another fireball will fall! Go back to shelter!”
But the believers couldn’t hear it. Five times larger than the soldiers they raised their shouts.
– Offer a sacrifice!
-Youngju go to Juryong and ask for forgiveness!
While the soldiers were at a loss there was a man watching this skit gnashing his teeth.
He was a young lord of Riveron who lost his father in an attack by the Corokers and rose to the position of a new lord.
“Whoa whoa whoa.”
From his point of view the blood would spurt upside down and his clothes would explode.
The mad dragon killed my father. The territories must have also lost their families so of course everyone knew how to unite and resist against the mad dragon.
But to serve the mad dragon who killed my father?
It was impossible not to burst the clothes because none other than the people of the territory.
‘Father what has our family been protecting until now?’
He even felt pessimism about humans.
“….”
And behind him the captain of the guard was looking at the lord with anxious eyes.
“Sir Bradley.”
Then the young lord’s mouth opened.
“Yes Lord.”
“Didn’t I order you to arrest the ringleader of the illegal assembly?”
“So I’m sorry. I let the soldiers infiltrate but they were all exposed and locked up…”
“Then we can do it now. Disband that meeting by force.”
The captain of the guard lowered his stance sweating profusely.
“If you subdue the villagers with regular soldiers now there is a risk that it will lead to a large-scale riot.”
“It doesn’t matter.”
“That and the lord. You know don’t you?”
The captain of the guard looked around to see if anyone was around and said.
“That’s a pseudo-religion. In the process of physically disbanding them there’s no choice but to make noise. In the yard where the military is called if this goes to the ears of the high-ranking officials of the kingdom…”
The Dark Alliance was respectful of most lifestyles cultural differences and individual tendencies but had no mercy for religion.
What they fear the most is that Deva religion is rooted in the Dark Alliance.
Therefore in the case of any religion occurring within the Dark Alliance the responsibility of course is to be borne by those who rule the land. If the news of the birth of a pseudo-religion in a great land like Riveron is known the repercussions will be enormous.
However the young lord blinded by anger could not afford to think about the aftermath. After pushing back the head of the guard who was trying to dissuade him he came forward directly with the amplifying crystal ball.
“Tell the mob! If you don’t disperse from now until the count you are no longer my territories. I will declare an armed suppression!”
The soldiers flinched and looked at the lord. Either way the young lord counted.
“nine.”
eight. seven. The numbers were slowly going down but the pseudo-believers did not budge.
“five.”
At the point he calls half the number.
A stone flew and hit the lord’s forehead.
“The lord of Riveron has finally gone mad! Greed has blinded him!”
“Your family has unleashed the dragon’s wrath! You killed us all!”
Stones flew one after another. Frightened guards rushed in and blocked the lord’s front with a shield but the impact the lord had already received was not enough to be hit by a single stone.
He touched his forehead and muttered as if he had lost his mind as he looked at the blood on his palm.
“I’m sorry father.”
Then I closed my eyes and woke up.
“As the lord of Riveron I command. Kill all the pseudo-religious people present here right now.”
Remembrance!
chuck!
Eventually the soldiers began to walk raising their spear points.
The old woman the head of the church also raised her voice without losing.
“Have you all seen it? The lord has finally revealed his wicked desire! The Juryong will protect us! We must defend our ground with blood!”
The followers also raised their agricultural implements and irons shining their triangular pupils.
At this very moment when the rage against each other reached the end in an imminent situation.
Eh ah ah ah ah ah ah!
A terrible scream resounds. Everyone who was about to fight paused and raised their heads.
Fireballs were falling from the sky.
“Every fire!”
“The flames of fire fall again!”
The young lord’s face contorted with anger.
“Crazy Dragon…!”
Roaring!
In an instant the surrounding buildings burned and collapsed. The guards and residents were busy running away in a panic.
And then.
Something with a black body descended from the sky.
Aaaaaaang!
It landed on the plaza in the very center of Riveron crushing tiles. The old woman’s expression was filled with joy as everyone watched in bewilderment.
“Ah Lord Zhurong came down personally after seeing our crisis!”
The black dragon raised its head and howled.
The form of the dragon was not no matter how you look at it. Its body was pitch black like a heap of ashes and it was elongated like a snake. It had no hard scales but a body that flowed down like mush.
And the contrasting white eyes.
Soldiers and ordinary citizens as well as believers fell into confusion.
The breath of the moment was definitely that of the dragon that caused the disaster but it was a completely different look from the great red dragon that the old woman had always described.
“…found.”
And the lord who had been muttering with a blank face pulled out a sword from his waist.
“My father’s enemy the axis of evil that destroyed everything my ancestors built.”
He slowly grabbed the sword and approached.
“Did the Phantasus Expedition fail in the end! I knew it. Rather it went well!”
The enemy is right in front of you.
As the lord blinded by anger walked away Currockers’ head turned to the sky and his mouth opened wide.
Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
< Dragon Fear >
Koo Goo Goo!
Immediately all the humans around them began to slump to the ground with terrified faces. The weapon in his hand rolled across the floor with a clanking sound and his pants were damp.
“Cheup!”
Even the lord who was about to approach with a sword trembled with a contemplative expression.
‘Eh why?’
The ‘Crazy Dragon’ is right in front of you.
An absolute evil that drove everything to ruin.
The object I hate more than anything in the world.
I thought I could do anything as long as I could kill that mad dragon.
‘however-‘
He couldn’t stand it any longer and fell to his knees.
‘But why!’
It was scary.
fearful terrifying
The hatred that I thought was the driving force somehow didn’t move my body. Her legs trembled and cold sweat broke out all over her body. My stomach hurts and my pants get wet.
He gave up his lordship and called for the army.
He even tried to massacre the lords who objected to killing the mad dragon.
The goal that he tried to achieve by driving this continent into a pit of war and exchanging the lives of countless people.
My resolve to risk everything to kill the enemy.
‘Was it so insignificant!’
It was an object.
He was just intoxicated with himself at the thought of being a son on a mission to avenge his father.
When I said it was my father’s death everyone lowered their heads and said nothing so they only became more intoxicated.
according to one’s own resolve.
Actually it was nothing.
Realizing everything the lord trembled in fear and poured out tears.
So did others. Faced with Dragon Fear no one could hold out properly. The believers were completely prostrated.
“Aha! Hahahahaha!”
Then the half-mad old woman approached the Curlockers with trembling legs.
“You’re ugly. Lord! It seems that you finally know the greatness of the Juryong!”
she cried raising her arms.
“Great Juryong! Here’s a sacrifice!”
At her beckoning about a dozen children were dragged out from among the prostrate believers with their wrists tied with string.
“I hope you capture them and take good care of us! I’ll give you anything you want! Instead if you make me your first errand boy and let you act according to the Lord’s will…!”
Enemy!
The old woman’s words did not go further.
The long snake-like mouth of the dragon moved and bit the noisy old woman in its mouth.
“…!”
All the believers looked at it.
– Wow! what! this crazy monster! Ha don’t! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Blood spurted out and screams rang out.
The old woman’s voice disappeared before she knew it and her arms and legs rattled as the dragon moved its mouth. The devotees looked at it with disbelieving eyes.
Even those who want revenge.
Even those who succumb to disaster.
All the will to risk life and go to war.
Krrrrrr!
It just faded away like a candle in front of the truth called ‘power’.
– Run away!
-Aww! AA AA AA!
Everyone gets scared and runs away. The moment the Curlockers open their mouths and try to collect their breath.
Whee-ae-ae-ae-ae-aek!
A new truth has emerged from the sky.
[song! Harhis!]
A fierce glacial breath poured from the sky towards the Currokers. Currokers who were about to attack the city turned and fired a breath into the sky.
The two powerful forces collided in the middle causing a huge explosion.
And Harhis who came down like a comet through the smoke caused by the collision of breaths grabbed the head of Currokers and slammed it into the floor.
Kwak Kwa Kwa Kwa Kwa Kwa Kwam!
Large cracks and craters appeared in the floor.
Remnants of black flame were falling over the heads of the lord soldiers and followers who retreated in fright.
[Anyway I knew it would be like this.]
At that time transparent spider webs were wrapped around the waists of the fleeing followers and they were pulled back at once and escaped from the falling flames.
Whoa!
And the lords on the other side were all blown away by a sudden gust of wind to a safe place.
It was a gray-haired boy wearing a hood that caused the storm.
“I came in a hurry so what kind of mess is this?”
It was Azel. He wiped his lips and looked straight ahead.
The ones fighting the contaminated mad dragon were not the dragons seen in the barrier.
A completely new silver dragon that was not there was fighting while exhaling its breath.
Aaaaaaang!
The Silver Dragon once again grabbed Currockers by the head with his legs and struck hard.
[Azel Bringer.]
Then a new voice rang out above the dragon’s head.
A powerful yet undeniable voice.
[Evacuate the residents.]
Angel’s eyes widened.
A man wearing bone armor wearing a helmet covering his whole body with a cloak and jet black holding a greatsword as white as snow.
“Brigade commander of betrayal…!”
The identity is unknown but after signing a contract with the Legion of Betrayal it is an existence that fights with the organization. Rumors are exaggerated but in Azel’s view it was more than that.
‘…Following the corps they also command dragons?’
Residents hiding in rubble or buildings were watching the situation with dumbfounded faces.
The corps commander of betrayal who was the main culprit of the terrible history was now fighting to protect people from evil dragons.
NECROMANCER ACADEMY’S GENIUS SUMMONER CHAPTER 904
