Damn Necromancer - Chapter 101

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Wastrel Necromancer (101)
The Divine Archer—Nam Cheol-min.
He wore that title with pride. At least in Korea, no other Awakener wielded a bow as skillfully as he did.
Then Kim Min-woo shattered that confidence in a single moment.
What?
He’s stepping down from the throne?
And Seo Ye-rim, who’d only switched to archery less than a month ago, is inheriting that crown?
It was beyond absurd—enough to make him want to walk out. And what came next was even more ridiculous.
‘Divine Archer? Seriously?’
Such an arrogant title.
Which is exactly why it infuriated him.
‘At least the theatrics should be handled with some moderation.’
He wasn’t entirely unsympathetic to the intent.
He’d always thought Bowmaster was a somewhat unremarkable title anyway.
A little praise for him too.
Some show of respect to a senior.
If they’d come up with another reasonably fitting title after that, he’d have laughed it off and offered his congratulations.
After all, what good came from making an enemy of the eldest son of the Ilseong Group? Better to get along.
But from the very beginning, it was just a mess.
‘Arrogant bastard.’
The moment you praise him, he crosses every line without hesitation.
Sure, in the Awakener world, skill is everything, but that doesn’t excuse such blatant arrogance.
Naturally, he ground his teeth.
‘Let’s see what you’re really made of.’
With buffs active.
He targeted Kim Min-woo outright.
Rapid Fire.
His signature skill—unleashing hundreds of arrows per second.
When he’d fired hundreds of arrows at Kim Min-woo like that.
Even then, Nam Cheol-min had been confident.
He’d calculated wind, trajectory, and direction flawlessly. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d shot so cleanly.
Yet the man hadn’t moved.
He’d simply stood there like a statue, eyes fixed on Seo Ye-rim.
‘Surely he’s not planning to knock them out of the air with arrows?’
Arrows already accelerating, descending from the sky?
Nam Cheol-min laughed mockingly.
That was a technique even world-class rankers outside Korea rarely demonstrated.
Perhaps this Guild War would end far easier than he’d anticipated. Once Kim Min-woo was taken down and his summons—his meat shields—were eliminated, picking off a swordsman and an archer would be child’s play.
He was nearly bursting with laughter.
Until Seo Ye-rim nocked an arrow at superhuman speed.
“……Huh?”
Nam Cheol-min’s eyes widened.
‘What the—?’
Why was that woman using his trademark skill?
‘She has Rapid Fire?’
Among lower-tier Achievements, skill overlap occasionally happened. But the higher you climbed, the rarer it became.
Had they defied odds of one in a thousand, one in ten thousand, and received overlapping skills?
Or else…….
Nam Cheol-min swallowed hard.
‘What am I looking at right now?’
Mana arrows fired from the ground were neutralizing every single one of his arrows. More than that—they were barely clipping the tips, draining their momentum.
And the barrage of mana arrows, still fully powered, was streaking toward him.
‘Insane…….’
The best recognize the best.
Nam Cheol-min stood on the threshold between master and transcendent archer. That’s why he could see it so clearly.
‘What kind of lunatic is she?’
A scene from moments before suddenly replayed in his mind.
How Seo Ye-rim had stared intently at him the entire time he was using Rapid Fire.
‘Was she……analyzing my skill?’
And immediately copying it?
“Guild master!”
“Don’t interfere! Absolutely not!”
Nam Cheol-min growled the command at the guild members who were scrambling to activate defensive skills against the incoming volley of arrows.
Kim Min-woo stood there calmly and blocked them all—so why would he accept help from his guild members?
There was no more pathetic sight than that. And besides, this was his domain—archery was what he lived for.
Nam Cheol-min gritted his teeth and drew his bowstring.
‘Fine, then I’ll match you.’
He could do the same thing.
Deflecting arrows?
He was Korea’s number-one archer.
It was difficult, but not impossible.
[Rapid Fire (S) activates!]
He drew the string with eyes that gleamed with eerie focus. Hundreds of arrows took flight into the sky once more.
That was when his arrows drew near to the descending volley of mana arrows.
“What…?”
Nam Cheol-min gasped.
The trajectory of the mana arrows that had been arcing through the air twisted slightly, dodging every single one of his projectiles.
And what was more absurd:
The arrows that had twisted away suddenly regrouped and came flying back toward him.
Thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack!
Before he could even react, the shower of arrows embedded itself all over his body.
[Protective Shield has shattered.]
[You are out.]
Nam Cheol-min had been relocated outside the Guild War arena in an instant.
Even though he’d been eliminated for the first time in the Guild War, the shock wasn’t as great as it might have been.
He was simply stunned by what he’d just witnessed.
‘What was that?’
Had she controlled the arrows?
That couldn’t be right.
Techniques like throwing a blade and controlling it mid-air—those were concepts that only appeared in wuxia novels.
Much less being able to fire hundreds of arrows and freely maneuver them all in the sky at once.
He’d never heard of such a skill.
Then Nam Cheol-min felt a faint breeze wash over him.
His eyes widened.
‘Could she have accounted for the wind?’
Even so, something didn’t add up.
Say she’d calculated everything from the start and fired accordingly. Say the trajectory did change mid-flight as a result.
But for what purpose had she made those calculations?
‘…!’
Nam Cheol-min’s eyes snapped open.
The mana arrows that had so precisely evaded his shots and driven forward.
‘She knew I’d block with my bow, and calculated for it from the moment she fired?’
So the trajectory changed mid-descent and then came back around?
Goosebumps rose on Nam Cheol-min’s arms.
If that was really what happened…
The title “Divine Archer.”
He’d thought it was mere pretense.
‘…Maybe it isn’t.’
He wondered if there was a title that suited her any better.
He thought of the world’s top archer Awakeners.
Though he called himself Korea’s number-one archer, he couldn’t dare compare himself to the elite archers abroad.
Wasn’t it absurd to even compare the number one of a minor Awakening nation to the number one of a major power?
‘It’s Geom-seon who’s the anomaly.’
Korea’s top-ranked swordmaster.
Geom-seon Seo Jin-cheol.
That person was simply an exceptional case.
―She’s at the level of a world-ranked Awakener.
Nam Cheol-min recalled Kim Min-woo’s words from a past interview about Seo Ye-rim.
“Ha…”
At this very moment.
Perhaps a genuine archer—one worthy of the world stage—had just been born.
‘Whatever else may be true…’
The Ilseong Guild was finished, at any rate.
Not only was he—the guild master himself—out, but this archer was unleashing a ceaseless barrage of arrows.
Had he been thinking of the guild’s interests, he should have sought his comrades’ aid rather than facing her alone, shouldering the crisis together.
‘…But I have no regrets.’
How else could he have walked away from that moment?
If he had, he wouldn’t have been an archer.
And so regret never came.
Rather, acknowledging the gap between them left him feeling oddly unburdened.
‘Now I understand why they quoted sixty trillion…’
An archer of that caliber was included in the deal?
The price suddenly made sense.
“…But that doesn’t seem to be the discount price, does it?”
Unless that were the standard rate.
Was there something more left to show?
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“Oh, a major upset unfolds! Guild Master Nam Cheol-min—eliminated in the first round!”
“It seems he tried to deflect the arrows like Seo Ye-rim did, but instead he was caught in her trajectory! Wait—do these arrows have artificial intelligence built in? What kind of movement is that?”
“The Ilseong Guild faces crisis! They’ve lost their guild master from the start!”
“Emergency—emergency—arrows rain down from the sky! The Ilseong Guild’s mobility is completely locked down!”
“It appears she generates arrows through Mana expenditure, and right now our divine archer—I mean, Seo Ye-rim—isn’t conserving Mana at all?”
“She’s eliminated the guild master and now she’s sprinting forward without looking back!”
―Wow lol what was that arrow motion just now?
―Clearly she calculated everything from the moment of release. Otherwise she couldn’t have landed it so cleanly.
―Nam Cheol-min went down so pathetically;;;
―Is it just me or is the gap in ability insane? She just dominated.
―Honestly, the class difference is overwhelming; there’s no excuse for it. It’s just a one-sided beatdown.
―So we’re calling her the Divine Archer now, not the Bow Saint…?
―Did you see that composure on the Divine Archer’s face while she’s raining arrows? lol her form is just insane lol
―Is this really the same Awakener who was wielding a sword just a month ago? My heart swells…
―Wow; this is genuinely world-class. Genuinely.
“Ah, and as we speak, the Undead forces surge forward! From colossal golems to skeleton battalions—and Cedric himself!”
“They’re currently preoccupied defending against the arrow barrage, you understand? Though the lower-tier Undead should be purifiable with a single prayer from the priests…”
“Awakener Park Si-woo, wielding the Holy Sword, charges forward as well! At minimum, his potential is top-tier! He’s the disciple acknowledged by Geom-seon! The Ilseong Guild must stay alert!”
Park Si-woo and the Undead forces surged ahead.
And…
A woman with a parasol suddenly leaped up, her feet finding purchase on solid ground as she advanced.
“That summon appears to be a mage, wouldn’t you say?”
“Indeed. That looks like the Ground Transfer technique, one of the mage’s skills?”
“Cedric isn’t an ordinary summon. I’m genuinely curious whether that mage is equally exceptional!”
The Ilseong Guild did not remain idle.
While mages raised protective barriers to block the arrows, bursts of holy light poured down from the priests toward the advancing Undead.
To counter Kim Min-woo efficiently, five of this first squad had been designated as priests.
The magnificent skills of high-tier priests struck the Undead ranks.
That was the moment.
“Huh?”
“What is it?”
“They were hit, weren’t they?”
A flash of light burst through the skeleton formation that charged onward.
Ordinarily, all such lower-tier summons should have collapsed and been purified.
But…
“…They’re taking no damage?”
“No, the summons aren’t even using light-resistance artifacts, are they? What in the world is this?”
“The Undead continue their advance!”
“Oh no! This is bad! If we can’t stop them before they reach us, we’ll be overrun! There are far too many of them!”
The Ilseong Guild side reacted swiftly.
This time, the priests raised protective shields, blocking the arrow assault.
Mana converged over the mages’ hands.
If the priests’ skills were ineffective, magic would simply sweep them away.
That was what he thought.
Then it happened.
Kim Min-woo’s second summon raised its hand.
Immediately after.
Every mage who had a reputation for excellence in the Ilseong Group collapsed, coughing blood.
“?”
“?”
“?”
―?
―??
―???
“W-wait, could this be…….”
The commentators’ eyes trembled violently.
They were professionals.
Seasoned enough to broadcast international matches, at that.
In overseas competitions, occasionally.
The world’s elite mages produced scenes like this when facing off against other mages.
They read every incoming spell and countered a step ahead, severing the magic before it took form.
That was usually called…….
“M-Magic Cancellation?”
“I-is that really Magic Cancellation?”
“That’s impossible! That’s a technique only world-ranked players demonstrate!”
“And a summon is doing it?”
The rear lines, shattered in an instant.
But the Ilseong Guild’s misfortune didn’t end there.
Park Si-woo and Cedric.
The moment an Undead and an Awakener latched onto the front lines…….
“Wh-what? The front line is…… collapsing?”
“They can’t hold it?”
“What’s happening? An S-rank warrior and swordsman are being pushed back! By a single summon and a low-Level Awakener!”
Park Si-woo pressed the swordsman, while Cedric engaged the warrior.
The two S-rank Awakeners clashed with bitter smirks, only to find themselves drenched in cold sweat, forced backward.
A gaping hole torn through the front line like that.
Toward that opening.
“An opening! Golem, body slam! Crash! Oh no! The front-line warriors are flying! How much strength does that golem have!”
“Skeletons are pouring in! Flooding like a tidal wave! Sure, skeletons are called meat shields, but in a melee like this they fight surprisingly well!”
“Get stabbed in the back and you’re out—Undead or human, it doesn’t matter!”
Skeletons burrowed in like an anthill swelling with ants, attacking from all sides.
The first team of Korea’s fifth-ranked Guild.
And it was crumbling helplessly.

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