Damn Necromancer - Chapter 91

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The Spendthrift Necromancer (91)
Shadow knew the Demon’s Castle well. That’s why they could guess why Kim Min-woo had chosen this Gate.
For assassins forcing their way in, the castle’s layout was like rat poison—a perfect trap. The seven Reception Halls within had only a single entrance each, and their interiors were vast.
‘Perfect hunting ground for a Necromancer.’
It didn’t matter.
They’d come prepared to accept this much risk.
So the group began opening each Reception Hall one by one and checking what lay inside.
The trainees took turns opening the doors, one at a time. The rest of the team stood ready at a distance. Ambushes from within were always possible.
Four were dead ends.
Just demon-type monsters and nothing else.
When they opened the fifth door.
“……!”
The trainee’s eyes went wide.
‘This is it?’
The S-rank Awakeners standing by lit up at a reaction so different from before.
Han Baek-gil was no exception.
He gripped his weapon tight.
He’d already activated his skills, ready to charge in at any moment.
Then.
Whoooosh!
A tremendous wind began to howl before the door. A wind pressure that sucked everything in like a vacuum cleaner.
The Awakeners, caught off guard, were all pulled inside.
“What—what is this?!”
“Damn it, damn it!”
“It’s—it’s magic!”
Wei Rong-gang, the S-rank mage who’d come from China,’s eyes blazed.
The flow of mana—structured, orderly.
This was definitely magic.
A Necromancer wouldn’t cast magic like this, so he must have acquired some powerful Artifact.
‘Arrogant bastard.’
[Land of Death activates!]
[Your life force is being continuously drained!]
Another message appeared, but it wasn’t crucial right now.
Probably just an area-effect spell.
The damage wasn’t that strong.
What mattered now was stopping this wind assault. He was a mage who’d seen it all.
He kept magic on hand for situations like this.
In an instant, magic activated above his hands.
[Weight Amplification (B) activates!]
[Grasp of Earth (A) activates!]
He amplified the weight of the target.
A massive hand erupted from the ground, seizing the limbs of his teammates.
The members of Shadow, who’d been swept violently by the wind, exhaled in relief.
Their bodies stopped mid-air.
Then.
[A Great Mage watches you!]
[The source of magic has been identified!]
[All magic is dispelled!]
In less than a tenth of a second, all of Wei Rong-gang’s magic vanished as if it had never existed.
‘……?’
Wei Rong-gang’s eyes went wide at the message he’d never seen before.
The source identified?
And his magic dispelled on top of that?
What the hell was this supposed to mean?
‘What’s this “Great Mage” business?’
All his teammates were dragged toward the door. Wei Rong-gang too. The party members desperately activated their defense skills. Then a massive explosion detonated.
Boom-boom-boom-boom!
“Argh!”
“Aaaagh!”
The trainees’ bodies were reduced to rags. The S-rank Awakeners took damage as well. It was an explosion of tremendous force.
“It’s him!”
Inside the Reception Hall.
Kim Min-woo stood surrounded by countless Undead.
A massive Golem and Cedric.
And Skeletons to boot.
Familiar Summoned Creatures filled the space. There were Specters among them, though he’d already anticipated that much.
He would have learned C-rank skills long ago. But there was one peculiarity.
‘What is that?’
A woman he’d never seen before stood beside Kim Min-woo.
A woman wearing a jet-black Parasol, smiling faintly as she gazed upon the scene.
No matter how he looked at it, she appeared foreign…….
‘Who in the world is she?’
‘Could it be—did he secretly call for reinforcements……?’
‘Wait, hold on.’
A warning alarm blared through everyone’s minds simultaneously.
A B-rank Gate allowed a maximum of twenty people to enter. But already, nineteen had entered alongside Kim Min-woo.
In other words, that woman looked human, but she wasn’t one.
“……Summoned Creature! Mage! Be careful!”
Wei Rong-gang shouted urgently in halting Korean.
Cedric, known as the Bone Knight.
That Summoned Creature’s power was beyond imagination.
The same would surely be true for this woman.
‘It’s her!’
The great mage instantly understood, by pure instinct, whom she was. A suffocating pressure radiated from the woman.
It wasn’t merely a show of force.
It was something fundamental—a source.
The sensation of every cell being laid bare, dissected one by one. Wei Rong-gang’s spine crawled as he felt himself completely exposed, scoured from within.
“Die!”
The Awakeners gathered at the door unleashed a barrage of attack Skills.
Combat had begun either way.
They’d already accepted some losses.
They had to break through the Summoned Creatures and kill Kim Min-woo.
Since they’d taken their stand at the door, they were committed to forcing their way through. The Summoned Creatures that rushed forward collapsed one after another beneath the merciless assault of Skills.
“Watch out! They’re reviving!”
Il-ho cried out urgently.
Peculiarly, Kim Min-woo’s Undead resurrected instead of being de-summoned.
[You have been afflicted with Curse of Aging!]
[Defense and Movement Speed reduced by 10%…….]
Curses multiplied as the chaos continued.
“Wei Rong-gang!”
Wei Rong-gang nodded.
They wanted him to unleash a wide-area Skill in one clean sweep. He felt an inexplicable pressure bearing down on him, but he couldn’t simply stand idle with his eyes open.
[Wei Rong-gang casts Great Explosion (S)…….]
It was precisely when he attempted to trigger the Magic again.
—Fool. How simple.
An abrupt voice cut through.
[Magic Defense (B) erupts!]
[Magic Reflection (A) erupts!]
[Great Explosion (S) casting is cancelled!]
“Ugh!”
The Mana he’d gathered for the spell tangled violently within him, and he collapsed, spitting blood. Every defensive Magic layered on his body shattered completely.
“?”
“?”
“?”
The Shadow operatives exchanged bewildered glances.
Wei Rong-gang. An S-rank Mage.
He fell without even managing a single move. His body trembled, foam flecking at his lips—the blow had been that severe.
‘What in the…….’
Wei Rong-gang wasn’t one of those S-rank mages with exceptional talent or anything like that.
Even so, he was officially an S-rank Mage.
These small-time players would be ground to dust by a true master, that much was clear.
But what was this?
Everyone froze.
The original plan had been to sweep away Kim Min-woo’s various Summoned Creatures through Wei Rong-gang’s magic, then close in. But that strategy had collapsed from the very start.
“We stick to the original plan!”
Han Baek-gil shouted loudly.
Unexpected variables kept appearing. But if they panicked and hesitated, they’d end up being devoured instead.
They had to push forward with conviction.
‘There’s still one card left.’
Han Baek-gil’s eyes gleamed.
The initial blow they’d landed.
Even if Wei Rong-gang fell, it wasn’t a killing blow. Nine S-rank Awakeners remained. Wei Rong-gang could recover somewhat by drinking a potion.
He had come through using up treasures from the vault for the worst-case scenario. Of course, he’d brought several Artifacts designed to smash a Necromancer to pieces.
The S-rank Awakeners nodded grimly in agreement.
The path opened gradually, and the distance to Kim Min-woo narrowed.
“Now!”
Il-ho through Chil-ho.
And Han Baek-gil as well.
Each of them activated every Artifact equipped on their bodies.
[Rain of Light (S) activates!]
[Angel’s Smile (S) activates!]
[Holy Flame (S) activates!]
[Sacred Protection (S)…….]
Light had always been the natural enemy of the Undead. Exposure to light alone doubled—or more than doubled—the damage output.
All the more so in a situation crawling with Specters. Ghost-type Undead took triple the damage, so they should be able to wipe out the Summoned Creatures in a single blow.
Rain made of gleaming light descended.
A sacred aura swirled over the bodies of Han Baek-gil and his team.
The light was so intense that even low-grade Skeletons would melt before they could draw close.
‘Tear through in one rush…….’
‘Kill him!’
Everyone’s eyes blazed.
Even a special Summoned Creature like Cedric wouldn’t withstand the barrage of S-rank light.
It was just as eager smiles bloomed on their faces.
The skeletons stared at the Awakeners with vacant eyes.
The Specters were the same.
The Golems too.
Cedric as well.
The strange woman too.
All of them stood bathed in the Rain of Light, regarding the gleaming party with an unbothered gaze.
‘What?’
‘It activated, didn’t it?’
‘Why aren’t they dying?’
This was a storm of light intense enough to obliterate even Death Knights in moments.
If this were an ordinary Necromancer, the frontline would already be shattered and they’d be scrambling in retreat.
But why?
The silence was brief.
It was Kim Min-woo’s Undead who recovered first. The Undead launched attacks from all directions.
“Gasp!”
“Arrgh!”
Casualties poured forth from the unexpected turn.
Han Baek-gil stood equally stunned.
* * *
‘Easy.’
He’d seized the momentum from the opening.
He poured explosions relentlessly.
The S-rank Awakeners began to resist, but the Summoned Creatures alone bought him more time than he’d expected.
‘Not that strong.’
The average Level of Shadow’s existing personnel hovered near 500.
Doubling experience points didn’t make the structure jump to Level 1,000. As Levels climbed, the required experience grew exponentially.
‘Probably around 700.’
Average Ability Score: 700.
Of course, other factors would be factored in, making his actual stats considerably higher, but his Summoned Creatures were nothing to scoff at either.
First of all, numbers were brutally effective.
They served their purpose well enough as a stalling tactic.
And that wasn’t even the whole story—Merhen performed spectacularly.
‘She’s just an absolute counter to mages.’
Nine out of every ten mages in this world were fakes.
They learned magic from Skill Books like some automatic casting system and used spells according to what they’d memorized—which meant their incantation patterns were essentially fixed.
Merhen, on the other hand.
‘She’s a true mage.’
She manipulated Mana freely, creating magic on the fly. To someone like her, fake mages were nothing more than delicious prey.
Just by watching, she could divine the countermeasure to any spell. By blocking the flow of Mana even slightly, the frauds would cough blood and collapse like flies.
Just like that Wei Rong-gang or whoever was doing now.
‘It’s like swordplay, really.’
When amateurs swung blades around, experts would simply figure out their next move and press steel to their throats.
Magic worked the same way.
True masters devoured novices indiscriminately.
‘I’ve got a handle on the Skills, more or less.’
There was a reason he’d sent his Summoned Creatures in first.
Given they were at Stage 6, there were too many variables.
He needed to see if any of their Skills had evolved, or if anyone was using anything unusual.
Eventually, deciding it was time to stop playing around, Han Baek-gil drew what seemed to be his trump card.
‘Sorry, that won’t work.’
Light magic?
Not even SSS-rank Holy Light could penetrate his defenses. An S-rank light attack stood no chance whatsoever.
As a result, the Shadow operatives were getting thoroughly pummeled, panic flashing across their faces.
‘I need to take down a few more before they run.’
That was when the Hidden Piece would activate.
He glanced at Merhen.
She nodded.
Kim Min-woo drew his Soul Sword and charged forward.
Cedric did the same.
The closest one was Yuk-ho.
As they closed in on the assassin, his eyes blazed.
He drove a dagger forward in a single explosive motion.
‘Not a Skill.’
Cedric’s spear thrust in to intercept, meeting the dagger head-on.
The trajectory bent, creating an opening.
Kim Min-woo’s blade descended. Yuk-ho desperately tried to activate a Skill—his body shimmering like smoke. It was Emergency Escape, one of the S-rank assassin’s premier Skills.
Then.
[Merhen uses Sticky Aquatic Substance (S)!]
Splat!
A viscous liquid clung to his legs with a wet smack. Yuk-ho’s eyes went wide as the Emergency Escape incantation shattered.
In panicked desperation, he hunched his waist—but the descending blade split his body clean in two.
[Level increased by 3!]
Even for an S-ranker, his actual ability was underwhelming. His skill level was probably comparable to Ho-jisoo, that late-stage Gate assassin he’d faced in the martial world—if being generous.
‘Then he deserves to die.’
He’d probably assumed that was all there was, seeing how Kim Min-woo had taken down Cho Pil-wook, and decided to show off alone.
Unfortunately for him, Kim Min-woo’s swordsmanship was far from being limited to that.
Two Legion Commanders.
Plus Kim Min-woo himself.
The combined assault of three transcendent masters left the S-rank Awakener dead before he could even react.
‘Three left now.’
Confronted with strength that defied imagination, Han Baek-gil and the other Shadow operatives began to tremble visibly.

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