Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 113

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Summoning Genius of Necromancer School – Chapter 113
Boom! Crash!
An earth-shattering roar split the air.
Dirt erupted like a mountain, and trees were torn from their roots.
Through the chaos, Erzsebet in Priest’s garb fled in desperate haste.
‘Like being hunted by a beast.’
Stationed in the Forbidden Forest on Simon’s orders, Erzsebet had spotted a suspicious man.
He was wrapped head to toe in a nondescript brown robe—clearly making a show of hiding his identity. And the way he turned his head furtively in all directions, searching for something, only deepened her suspicion.
She thought he might be the Priest that Simon had warned her about.
She immediately sent a Corpse Spider to summon Simon and Pier, but the man was already preparing to flee the forest before they could arrive.
In the end, Erzsebet had no choice but to act alone.
She’d transformed into a Priest as planned, offered a formal greeting in keeping with Priest custom, and tried to extract information from him. But instead of words, what came back was a storm of brutal punches.
‘!!’
Erzsebet flinched back in shock. Boulders the size of houses and entire logs hurtled toward her like stones from a sling.
Undoubtedly human, yet he wielded Monstrous Strength that rivaled an Ancient Undead.
‘I have no choice, then.’
She disliked fighting, but there was no way around it. As she spread both palms, dark blue spider silk streamed from each fingertip.
Slash!
She crossed her arms, and every tree in the vicinity shrieked and split apart.
As trees tumbled and tangled in chaos, the Priest sprang up with a glint. Spinning like a top, he swung his right arm, and massive claw marks tore across Erzsebet’s front.
Wounds raked from her legs to her knees.
‘Ugh!’
Erzsebet staggered from the pain.
Without hesitation, the Priest dropped to the ground and charged. Erzsebet thrust both arms wide, scattering spider silk in all directions.
She compressed the space around him until barely room existed to move, a secret technique where flesh and bone would shred the instant they touched a thread—but the Priest moved with an inhuman, grotesque agility, weaving between each strand as he closed the distance.
‘A true beast,’ she seethed.
She flipped both palms and crossed her arms. The spider silk hanging in the air reversed instantly, its geometry inverted. The threads dug into the man’s body, and blood sprayed.
Victory within her grasp, she felt a smile pull at her lips.
Then—
‘……!’
A sole came rushing directly at her vision.
Crack!
The kick landed square on her forehead, and she flew backward through a shower of splintered wood, crashing hard into the dirt.
“Ugh!”
Before she could push herself up, the Priest was already upon her, straddling her torso. His fist rose, blotting out the moon.
“Oh dear.”
Erzsebet managed a laugh.
“I’m a woman, so surely you won’t—”
Crack!
Her head snapped to the side from the impact.
Crack!
Smack!
Bang!
Blow after blow fell with no rhythm or mercy, a savage, indiscriminate barrage.
Then, while taking the relentless beating, Erzsebet flicked a finger.
‘……!’
The robed Priest’s body shot upward. Spider silk had wound around his throat.
[I asked you to spare my face, and this bastard does this!]
Flesh already torn from her face, she screamed, her eyes gleaming crimson like a monster’s.
[Die!]
Crackle-snap!
The silk tightened around his neck. The Priest clawed at his throat in agony, then suddenly drove his right arm through the air.
Boom-boom-boom-crash!
A colossal shockwave erupted, and trees on the right side of the terrain shot upward, roots tearing free. The spider silk connected to one of those trees; it went slack, and the Priest immediately released himself, dropping to the ground.
Spit.
The Priest spat scarlet blood onto the earth and rose slowly to his feet.
Erzsebet narrowed her eyes and began drawing up her Dark Element when—
“Erzsebet!!”
Simon’s voice rang out. Her rigid expression transformed in an instant, brightening.
‘The Legion Commander! He’s come to save me!’
But Priest also reacted sharply to Simon’s voice, suddenly ignoring her and bolting toward the direction of the sound.
‘Oh no!’
Erzsebet rushed after him, but she couldn’t match Priest’s speed. Simon, still only at a student’s level of power, stood no chance against this monster.
Thud-thud-thud-thud!
In the blink of an eye, Priest covered several hundred meters, found Simon, and launched into the air with a spinning kick.
Simon had shed his Kizen Academy Uniform upon arriving in Rochester, now draped in robes instead.
‘Hiss!’
Simon reacted with sharp reflexes, immediately tilting his head to the side as Priest’s foot cut through empty air.
Landing, Priest turned to regard Simon with a look of surprise.
Boom!
But shock gave way to action—he charged forward again, sinking the ground beneath him. Simon clenched his teeth and extended his arm backward.
“Pier!!”
Whoosh!
Pier’s bones, freshly arrived from the Ruins, connected to Simon’s right arm. Simon thrust forward without hesitation.
Crash!
Their fists collided in mid-air, unleashing a tremendous shockwave.
“……!”
And it was Priest who was sent reeling. Simon exhaled sharply and reset his stance.
Tap. Tap-tap. Tap.
Priest began moving in an uncanny rhythm, his body twisting violently—his head bending nearly to the ground, then whipping back in the opposite direction, over and again.
Simon couldn’t discern the pattern of movement at all.
“Hup!”
Finally, Simon threw himself forward, swinging his right arm wrapped in Pier’s bones. But Priest nimbly ducked low and circled behind Simon, launching a kick at the back of his head.
Crack!
Yet it was Priest’s own leg that screamed with sharp pain.
Before the foot could land, Pier’s skull had already snapped into place like a helmet around Simon’s head.
Priest immediately rotated his body and tried a low kick at Simon’s legs, but Pier’s bones were faster still, forming a protective barrier.
Click. Clack. Clack.
Like puzzle pieces slotting into empty spaces, Simon’s body was being encased in Pier’s bones.
As Priest moved to charge again—
Grab!
There would be no second mistake.
This time Simon seized Priest’s arm and pulled him close, drawing back his left fist. Priest gritted his teeth and moved Dark Element to shield his face.
His intent was to shatter the attacker’s knuckles in turn—
Whoosh!
But the bones that had been wrapping Simon’s right hand now shifted to his left.
“……!!”
With a colossal impact—
His body was hurled through countless trees and sent sprawling beyond sight, shattered wood in his wake.
Priest coughed blood and struggled to push himself up from the ground.
Simon, now fully clad in Bone Armor and trailing the Shadowless Cloak, was already charging toward him.
Whoosh!
By the narrowest margin—
Priest rolled away from Simon’s punch, extending his right hand. Dark Element rippled and transformed into the shape of a spear.
As Simon skidded to a halt, the Dark Element spear shot toward his back.
Shwoosh.
Simon extended his left arm, wrapped in Pier’s bones.
‘Restoration!’
Pop!
Pier’s greatsword flew into Simon’s grasp, and he twisted it tight, pivoting his hips to cut through the air.
Screech!
Priest gasped and dropped low. Pier’s slash cleaved the Dark Element spear in two and continued through the trees behind him, splitting them down the middle.
“…….”
Priest felt cold sweat pouring down his entire body.
Strong.
Stronger than anyone he’d ever faced.
But he couldn’t stop here. He bent his knees again and charged at Simon.
Boom!
But Simon didn’t engage. Instead, he stamped hard on the ground, kicking up a thick cloud of dust all around.
As Priest’s vision was obscured and he was forced to halt—
Whoosh!
The Legion Formation Skeleton burst through the dust cloud and swung its blade. Priest stepped back and dodged.
Crash!
This time swords came slashing from behind and the flanks.
More than a dozen Skeletons had already surrounded Priest on all sides.
Clack-clack-clack!
Clack-clack!
The Legion Formation Skeletons rushed him all at once.
The battle had suddenly become a multi-opponent engagement, yet Priest showed no sign of panic—his body moved with dazzling fluidity. As if eyes were set into the back of his head, he weaved through the torrent of thrusts and slashes, sending fists and kicks in every direction.
The Skeletons’ bones shattered with sharp cracks.
A whisper of movement.
Bone fragments scattered across the ground suddenly rose into the air. Simon was channeling Dark Magic through his free hand—the one not gripping his Greatsword.
‘Bone Nail!’
Thump! Crack! Crack!
Skeleton bones drove deep into Priest’s body in multiple places, catching him as his attention was divided between his many opponents.
Priest grimaced and tried to break from the encirclement.
Slash!
Something sharp raked across his back.
[I won’t let you escape.]
The entire area had become a labyrinth of teal Spider Web. Erzsebet, eyes blazing with venom, had sealed off all space around Priest with her web.
Slash! Slash!
From the trees above, Corpse Spiders spewed webbing or rappelled down along the strands.
Clack-clack-clack!
Clack-clack!
From the front, Skeletons maintained a flawless encirclement, their weapons closing in relentlessly.
A soft scrape.
A grinding slash.
Even as Priest felled Skeletons, the scattered bones below moved of their own accord to attack him.
Trapped within the Legion’s coordinated assault, Priest found no opening. Blood loss was mounting, his strength draining with it.
In this desperate situation, only one gamble remained.
‘Strike the commander first.’
Priest kicked off the ground and launched himself straight at Simon without hesitation.
Erzsebet’s Spider Web bit deep into his flesh, drawing blood that poured down his body. He accepted the Skeletons’ strikes and drove his fist toward Simon—the one controlling the Undead.
Simon hastily raised his Greatsword to meet him head-on.
Boom!
Fist and blade collided at the center point. Landing, Priest immediately pivoted with fluid grace and drove his other fist downward into the earth.
Thud!
The soil beneath their feet caved inward, and Simon—caught off guard—staggered, his balance shattered.
Priest recovered first and instantly drew Dark Element energy into his right fist, driving it toward Simon’s face.
Slash!
A spray of blood erupted.
A massive blade-like form had appeared from nowhere behind Priest, raking across his back and through.
“Ugh!”
The stumble had been a feint. Simon had been pulling a lever with his other hand.
‘Perfect, Overload!’
As Priest’s movements froze, Erzsebet’s Spider Web coiled around his arm, and Simon’s Greatsword came to rest against Priest’s throat.
[Surrender.]
Simon spoke through the Bone Armor connection to Pier’s voice, cold and clear.
[You’ve lost.]
“…….”
Drenched in blood from head to toe, Priest exhaled a long breath. Then he pulled the hood from his head.
Simon’s eyes snapped wide with shock.
[You are……!]

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