My Catastrophic‑Level Summon Devours Gates - Chapter 286

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Episode 286
Tens of thousands of Undeads.
With them added to the Monster Wave, our forces showed no signs of diminishing.
“First, let’s save all the people.”
[Death Space]
―30 Death Warriors.
―30 Death Guards.
―25 Tigris.
―3 Damned Makers.
The undead cavalry swept around the riverbank, advancing relentlessly.
Monsters pierced by spears burst apart, their bodies collapsing with gaping wounds.
“Ughhhh.”
Crack!
An Undead whose waist had been severed thrashed about before being trampled beneath a mounted warrior’s boot, then went limp.
【Annihilate the enemy.】
Giant Men wielding axes, hammers, and shields.
The Death Guards lined up in formation to receive the Monster Wave.
Crunch! Crack!
Weapons infused with Aura shattered indiscriminately—living monsters and resurrected Undeads alike.
Thud, thud.
The massive shields endured countless assaults without a single scratch.
“Retreat now.”
“Do not follow Schne.”
My Familiars scattered in all directions, rescuing Hunters trapped on the Battlefield.
【Rise once more.】
At the Damned Makers’ cry, blue Eye Light flickered across the eyes of monsters that had just breathed their last.
[Raise Dead]
Before they could be resurrected by the Death Field.
I seized the initiative through Necromancy, preventing the enemy forces from swelling.
“The enemy Undeads aren’t attacking the Death Warriors or Guards?”
“Necromancy at the level of a Death Field is difficult to control with precision.”
Sir Isra’s finger pointed toward the cluster of Undeads.
“I likely issued only simple commands—cross the river, attack only the living, that sort of thing.”
Look at him making an assessment the moment he sees it.
Truly befitting a Necromancer slayer.
A question mark appeared above Ingrid’s head.
“But ‘the living’ includes monsters too, doesn’t it?”
“He probably combined two commands. Once the crossing succeeds and the defense line crumbles, he can reset the orders then.”
So only simple instructions are possible.
This information.
This could prove useful.
“Um, are you Hunter Park Min-ho?”
A Hunter who had been wielding multiple swords at the front lines approached me.
“Yes. Are you perhaps the front line commander?”
“That’s right. I’m Lee Seong-ah!”
Lee Seong-ah?
I’d heard that name before.
For some reason, her face felt familiar.
“She was a Hunter who took the D-rank examination with my liege lord.”
Ah.
Right, that’s it.
They’d called her a rising star of Hwarang, hadn’t they?
The memory of reporters swarming in to film came creeping back.
“Wow, it’s nice to meet you. A fellow trainee from the promotion exam.”
“Ah, yes. Nice to… wait, that’s not it! Thank you for helping us.”
“Don’t mention it.”
“We’ll help you once we recover.”
“Ah. That won’t be necessary. Please withdraw from the battlefield.”
“We can’t just leave this to you alone…”
I shook my head, cutting off Lee Seong-ah’s words.
“I appreciate the sentiment, but the Undeads are difficult to command.”
The Undeads of the Dead Maker aren’t my minions.
Ordinary Undeads harboring hatred toward the living.
If Hunters remained on the front lines, they could become targets of friendly fire.
“I, I see.”
“Recover your stamina and rest for a bit. I’ll let you know if I need assistance.”
“Understood!”
Lee Seong-ah’s shoulders tensed with determination.
Honestly, I wasn’t sure if there would be a time when I’d need to ask for help.
But saying it this way seemed necessary for her to accept it.
“Sir Isra. Will it be alright to cross directly?”
“It seems difficult. They’ve assembled quite a formidable force.”
Beyond the six Death Knights, numerous powerful Undeads were positioned around the Necromancer.
Magic-type forces like Black Wizards and Skeleton Wizards were stationed along the riverbank.
High-ranking Undeads capable of wielding Aura, like Duraham, were swarming about.
“Still, in terms of total power, isn’t my master superior?”
“To engage them, I’d need to recall the Undeads deployed to maintain the front lines.”
“Ah.”
Though the Dead Makers had been gradually removing corpses that served as catalysts for Necromancy.
There was a limit to the number of Undeads an individual could command, so I couldn’t perpetually restrain the [Death Space].
【Tsk tsk. It seems it’s my turn to step forward.】
“Do you have a way to turn this situation around?”
【Send the Malnourished One to me. I think I can change the tide of battle.】
【Who, me?】
Hoh.
The Grand Alchemist spoke with such confidence that anticipation swelled within me.
“Alright. I’ll leave it to you.”
【You won’t regret it.】
Meigers’ telepathic voice resonated with absolute clarity.
* * *
“That’s an Undead?”
Curiosity flickered across Kunil Patel’s eyes.
The emergence of the three-headed dragon Hydraigon.
It was undoubtedly an Undead.
Behold the formidable Spiritual Power inherent within that form.
It possessed strength that would have killed any living creature long ago.
‘I’ve never heard of or seen an Undead like that before.’
A true dragon or a zombie dragon?
Impossible.
I’ve often seen the Grand Master command them, but the Spiritual Power pattern they emanate is entirely different.
It even feels closer to a living creature.
How could one command an Undead from a category that doesn’t exist in Necromancy?
The surprises didn’t end with Hydraigon.
Death Guard and Death Warrior.
Dozens upon dozens of Undeads stronger than a Dullahan had appeared.
‘Maintaining dozens of high-tier Undeads would require an astronomical amount of Mana consumption.’
A Necromancer’s Necromancy boasts excellent cost-effectiveness.
Even so.
It wasn’t entirely without cost.
Kunil Patel himself maintained six Death Knights at all times with the aid of various auxiliary equipment and skills.
Other Undeads were created only when needed and then dismissed.
Maintaining an army of Undeads like this would render Mana consumption unmanageable.
‘That creature must be the one interfering with the ceremony.’
The Grand Master had predicted that the Yalu River Defense Line would be breached by now.
Yet.
The Monster Wave advanced more slowly than expected.
The Yalu River Defense Line, fully prepared, somehow endured the relentless onslaught without respite.
‘With Undeads like those, it’s only natural they couldn’t breach it.’
Dozens of Undeads stronger than a Dullahan.
And Undeads that wielded Necromancy themselves bolstered their fighting strength.
I shuddered at the thought that without the Death Space, I would have been overwhelmed even in a war of attrition.
‘Still, I command the Battlefield.’
It was wise to set up the Death Space beforehand.
By forcing the opponent into a battle of attrition with overwhelming numbers, there was no way to lose.
Hydraigon hadn’t become a major variable either.
Even if it flew across the river, I had plenty of means to drag it back down.
‘If I capture that beast, the Grand Master will be delighted.’
A being that commands Undeads that cannot be created with existing Necromancy.
If I capture and study it, I might be able to open new horizons for Necromancy!
Clang! Clang-clang!
Puhahahaha!
Even though the Monsters and Undeads that crossed the river could advance no further.
Kunil Patel smiled with satisfaction.
‘It was wise to preserve the Death Knights.’
Not deploying powerful forces immediately was a Necromancer’s instinct.
A One-Man Army’s only weakness is the caster themselves.
If I had broken through the front line with Death Knights, I might have fallen to the variable known as Hydraigon.
‘If it’s a war of attrition, I win.’
As long as the Death Space exists.
The opponent can never defeat me.
They will struggle to maintain the front line and slowly wither away to death.
In fact, hasn’t the defense line been at a standstill for over an hour since Min-ho flew onto the Battlefield?!
“Kekekekek. Grand Master, please be pleased!”
Kunil Patel burst into laughter brimming with confidence.
Because of that.
“Guuuuugh!”
“Guaack!”
He failed to notice the Undeads falling into chaos.
* * *
[Interfering with the Death Space Magic Formula.]
[Cannot interfere with the core catalyst of the Magic Formula.]
[Rewriting portions of the Magic Formula.]
[Changing the target of the Magic Formula.]
[Attack Target: Living Beings → Undeads]
【Heheheh. How is it, Master?】
Meigers’ laughter dripped with undisguised pride.
【Alchemy interfering with Grand Necromancy. A new experience!】
The Malnourished One was equally excited.
The two Undeads slowly approached points excluding the core axis of the Magic Formula.
They modified portions of the Magic Formula.
【I couldn’t lay a hand on command authority.】
【So I came up with an idea.】
【First, by overlaying the target according to the idea of changing the attack objective, isn’t the effect quite remarkable?】
【Krahaha! This is my ability.】
Surprisingly, the combination of the two worked quite well together.
“Guuuugh!”
“Ughhhh!”
The Dead resurrected in the Death Field devoured and tore into one another, savoring the carnage.
The enemy’s offensive noticeably weakened.
“They still haven’t noticed, have they?”
“Indeed.”
Now was the moment to strike—while they remained ignorant that the Death Field’s formula had been overlaid.
[Death Space]
I recalled every Undead, even those constructing the defensive line.
Mounting the Hydraigon, I crossed the river.
The Necromancer’s expression on the opposite bank twisted in real time.
“Hohoho. It’s far too late to realize it now.”
[Unique Technique – Eclipse]
[Photon Ray X 5]
[Transformation Technique – Shatter]
[Photon Stream of Destruction]
I deployed the formulas I’d prepared in advance.
Pure white beams swept across the front.
Dozens of Magic-Type Undeads—Black Sages and Skeleton Wizards alike—were reduced to dust.
The number of Undeads capable of restraining the Hydraigon plummeted.
“Kwaruuuru!”
The three-headed dragon, wreathed in lightning, crossed the river in an instant.
“You wretch! How did you interfere with my Grand Necromancy!!”
“Quite composed. Still curious about such things.”
[Death Space]
―Death Knight Fines.
―Death Knight x4.
―Xiao Zai & Predator – Rex.
―Centauro x3.
―Death Warrior x30.
―Death Guard x30.
Undeads descended from the sky.
Falling like a strategic bombardment, they shattered the enemy’s key forces.
【It’s an ambush. Protect the Master.】
【Stand not before the King!】
Crack, crack, crack, crack!
Fines’ sword shattered the opposing Death Knight’s Aura Blade in a single strike.
Before being sealed away in the Death Space.
Compared to Fines, who had prepared the ultimate blow.
The ambushed Death Knight’s Aura Blade completion rate was far inferior.
That said, the nameless Death Knights weren’t destroyed by that single attack.
But they had no remaining strength to protect the Necromancer.
[Death’s Stride]
Along with the mana fluctuation that made even emotionless Undeads retreat.
Sir Isra dove through the gap where the Death Knights’ feet were bound and pressed his sword to the Necromancer’s throat.
“Enemy commander. Subdued.”
Hehehehe!
Exploiting the opponent’s incantation in reverse to strike at the opening.
A flawless success!
Should I take a look at the opponent’s shocked expression?
“Kill him.”
No change in expression whatsoever.
How disappointing.
“The opponent is one of the Dead, so a monotonous expression is only natural, my lord.”
“One of the Dead?”
“Is there not one among your subordinates as well, my lord?”
What?
Don’t tell me you were a Lich all along!

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