Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 179

Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 179

Tuong!

Prince grabbed the hellhound’s paws with one hand and pinned them to the floor. Although he was a small boy on the outside he was not pushed back by that gigantic chimera with his physical strength.

[And I was told to bring this so I brought it.]

Prince took off the crown from his head and put it on the tip of his index finger and waved it. It was not an imitation made by Prince’s ability but a real crown worn by the main body.

[Are you really going to use this?]

“!”

The moment Simon saw the crown he felt his eyes tighten and his fingertips tremble. I thought that if I had this much term the addiction would decrease a little bit but it was still the same.

Simon replied with a bitter smile.

“I don’t want to use it as much as possible but just in case.”

While Prince and Hellhound were fighting for power blood zombies were rushing into the room. Lethe immediately reacted and tried to use her divine magic but Simon raised her arm and suggested it.

“are you okay.”

“yes?”

The Prince was again putting the crown on his head.

Pod!

Prince’s eyes turned golden. Then the dozens of zombies that rushed at him stopped and their eyes turned golden.

Soon after he changed his target and started riding on top of the hellhound.

“What is it? Why are they like that?”

Lethe lowered her arms with a bewildered expression.

“Prince is controlling it.”

Hellhound shook his body or swung his opposite paw but the zombies relentlessly attacked and clung to his neck and other parts of his body.

Then Simon spread his right hand. Zombies controlled by the Legionized Prince can be detonated by the Corps Commander with Corpse Explosion.

‘corpse explosion!’

Aaaaaaaaaagh!

The zombies exploded one after another and the hellhound screamed in agony. In this gap Prince jumped up on his knees and punched the hellhound in the face.

Jjoong!

The huge hellhound’s body flew off and crashed into one side of the tattered train wall smashing it and falling out of the train.

Simon and Lethe exclaimed at the same time. Prince held onto the crown to keep it from falling and came down to the floor.

[Ol~ You can use Corpse Explosion without wearing a crown?]

“I learned hard from my father during vacation.”

The two lightly bumped their fists. And Prince belatedly found Lethe clinging to the seat like a vigilant cat.

[But what is he? Aren’t they priests?]

Damn!

As soon as Prince took a step closer Lethe gave a slap on the cheek in disgust.

“You mad! Don’t come any closer!”

[ouch!]

Prince burst into anger.

[What are you doing in the first meeting?! Simon! Can I kill him?]

“Be patient. Get along well.”

Lethe looked the Prince up and down with a serious expression.

“…The energy I can feel is undead so how do I speak?”

“Prince is an ancient undead.”

Simon’s explanation surprised Lethe and turned to him.

“You are also the corps commander…”

“Uh. I told you before.”

Lette had never seen the corps commander in person but knew about it through rumors.

The biggest beings that hinder the conquest of the Dark Alliance. I heard that they are monsters that can operate hundreds of thousands of undead armies and deal with unknown beings called Ancient Undead.

Sparks flew in Lethe’s eyes.

‘This kid is a little ahead of me right? Ah I also need to put on a saintess quickly.’

Prince glared at Lethe once before turning his back.

[let’s go.]

The three quickly broke through the train.

With Prince it was a piece of cake. He put on his crown and manipulated the zombies into his own army. The unwary followers were struck in the back of the head by the attack of the betraying zombies.

On the way out after hitting the train like that a problem arose.

Wow!

One wall of the train was ripped off and the Hellhound who had been pushed out of the train earlier entered the cabin again. He caught up with the train with his feet.

[You are persistent!]

said Prince taking off his crown and tossing it to Simon.

[I’ll deal with that. And I advise you it would be good for your mental health if you don’t use it.]

“Thanks for the advice.”

As soon as Simon received the crown he put it in subspace.

The prince and the hellhound the two monsters collided and a continuous roar erupted. Meanwhile Simon and Lette moved on to the next square.

“Ah! How many swords are these?”

The followers of Blood Heaven built a barricade with beds and were blowing blood magic. Behind them zombies were swarming and waiting.

“This will take some time too.”

“We can’t keep dragging on like this. Let’s split into two.”

She tilted her head at Simon’s suggestion.

“in two?”

“You continue to break through head-on and save the prisoners. I’ll run straight to the engine room by running on the train ceiling. I’ll clean up the engine room and then hit them in the back.”

In the end both Rethena and Simon will meet in the middle while defeating their opponents. Lethe nodded her head.

“It wouldn’t be too bad if both of them were sluggishly dragging their time.”

Strategy has changed. Simon opened the cabin ceiling and climbed up.

Rumbling!

Along with the resonant sound of the train and the tracks colliding a strong headwind blows. Simon covered his face with his arm and looked around him.

Blood zombies were still running from the fields and zombies and followers were still being summoned from the magic circle drawn on the train wall.

‘Let’s get moving. If you go to the engine room you’ll find out what happened.’

Simon started running.

“It’s an intruder!”

Even on top of the train there were some blood cheongyo believers and zombies guarding it.

Simon spread his right arm as he ran. The subspace opened and the skeleton’s bones protruding from it completely covered his arms.

< Bone Armor – Handgun Mode >

It was a new technology developed during the vacation. Simon stretched out his arm and aimed at the approaching zombies.

Wheein!

The middle of the handgun spun like a wheel and bones shot out like bullets from the ejection port on Simon’s wrist.

Bubbuck! jump!

Zombies hit by bullets of bones that flew at amazing speed fell backwards or were thrown out of the train.

‘It’s my first time playing but it’s pretty good. Reload!’

Using the skeleton’s restoration technology it was possible to recycle bullets. The bullets fired returned and clicked again between the wheels of the handgun.

Baba Baba Baba Bak!

He ran while pouring bone bullets at the crowding zombies. The shouts of believers were heard everywhere.

“This guy! It’s a Necromancer!”

“Encircle!”

As the followers surrounded him Simon stepped on the floor with his left foot. This time the blade of the Overlord swung around and blew all the followers out of the train.

“Heo Eok! Whoo!”

After fighting so frantically we arrived at the head of the Sacred Train near the engine room.

Like a spy Simon carefully climbed down the side of the train and broke the window with both feet before entering.

Rolling his body in one turn he jumped up and looked around.

“…ah.”

This was the crew lounge and the crew members of the Sacred Train lay down covered in blood.

Simon ran hastily to the engine room beyond.

‘I’m a step late.’

The chief engineer the only person who could control the train remained a cold corpse. In this case there is no way to stop the train.

Simon looked around for any clues he could find. He then found a map lying on the floor.

It was just a map showing the stops that are often plugged into guest rooms and I saw a part marked with ‘C’ in red letters. On this map it is just a forest but a person has drawn a straight road with a red pen.

‘We just entered this C route.’

Simon’s gaze continued to follow the red line. Last visible X mark.

I don’t know what that place is doing but it seemed certain that the person who caused this incident was trying to take the sacred train and passengers to that destination.

So before the train reached its destination it seemed that they sent followers and zombies to wipe out the rebels remaining on the train and then tried to capture the passengers who couldn’t get out of the train.

‘No but.’

Simon frowned as he tucked the map into his trouser pocket.

‘What are the Heretic Questioners doing until things get to this point?’

It was hard to imagine that such strong Priests would have already been defeated but given that they had never encountered it before there was a possibility that they might have already been annihilated.

Simon got out of the engine room and walked. From the engine room to the crew room and from the crew room to the Heretic Questioner’s lounge.

‘…ah.’

Simon was so startled that he gasped.

I see five interrogators lying dead in the cold spread out on chairs with holes in their chests.

During the interrogation all of them were familiar faces.

‘This must have been betrayed by someone inside.’

Then suddenly a painful moan was heard. Simon startled turned his head to see a dying interrogator at the end of the wall bleeding profusely.

It was Metin who had been persistently harassing Simon.

‘I’m still alive!’

Simon went over and examined his wounds. Raising his left hand on his traumatized area and using Heel he took a potion from the space and put it in his mouth.

Both internal and external injuries gradually healed and slowly Metin’s breathing began to return to normal.

‘This should have saved my life.’

After finishing treatment Simon stood up.

“…why.”

I was about to move on to the next carriage when I heard a weak voice from behind.

“Why are you saving me? I want you…”

Simon didn’t answer and continued walking. Mattin spoke again.

“Watch out for the tiny tiny drop of blood. It’s smaller than you think.”

Simon stopped.

“…The Bishop of Blood Heaven is riding on this train.”

Simon looked blankly at Metin. As if she had said what she had to say she put her head back on the floor and gasped for breath.

Simon put that information into his head and headed to the next room.

rattle! rattle!

There must have been a big fight on this side the wall had collapsed and the wind blew through it and I could hear the sound of the train running. This place is all covered in blood.

‘There doesn’t seem to be any clues to be found.’

At that time Simon carefully steps in the direction of the next room.

‘…!’

I could see tiny drops of red blood floating in the air that I couldn’t see unless I looked closely. Simon stamped his foot and stepped behind him.

Whoa!

Drops of blood exploded in enormous sizes. As Simon retreated there were drops of blood on the floor and on the walls.

He gritted his teeth and rolled on the floor.

Pew! Whoops!

Simon who had been dodged by a hair’s breadth gasped for breath and stood up.

“The response is good.”

A man was walking from the opposite room.

A man with auburn hair and red eyes. He was wearing ragged clothes but that was unmistakably an interrogator’s attire.

“It’s a random mask game…”

The man laughed at Simon’s mask.

It was clear that this man was the bishop of the blood cheongyo without any other prior information. I just feel that I am strong.

“I am Arloken Bishop of Blood Heaven. You seem to be a necromancer but why are you attacking us?”

Simon strained his eyes.

“If you’re a necromancer do you think I should help you?”

“It’s not necessarily like that but I met the same necromancer in this enemy.

he raised his arms

“The Inquisitors and Priests we removed from here if a war breaks out they all become a burden to the Dark Alliance. In terms of the war we have a big record…”

“That’s the story of an exhibition.”

Simon interrupted Aloken and lowered his stance with an enraged expression.

“You are just a terrorist.”