Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 140

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Summoning Genius of the Necromancer Academy 140
The final match had begun.
Class A’s undefeated team versus Class C’s weakest team.
Class C had clearly determined that conventional methods offered no chance of victory, so they brought an exceptionally unusual strategy to the court.
An all-in strategy. They were pooling every student’s Dark Element into one player—a student named Lexio, who shone as the top scorer in Class C’s midterm exam.
Lexio was a male student with matted, unruly hair and tired eyes.
Centered on him, a female student versed in Link-Type Dark Magic connected Lexio to the other students, infusing Dark Element into him.
About six students clung to Lexio in this fashion, while the others moved forward and played the match normally.
‘There’s definitely something hidden up their sleeve.’
‘…What happens if that guy gets going?’
Class A had no choice but to sharpen their focus on Class C’s strategy. They called a timeout and decided on a simple approach.
“You lot fall back.”
“We’ll handle the early game however we can.”
Preparing for a one-in-a-million scenario, they rationed the stamina of Simon and Hector, their aces. Since both were indifferent to when they entered, they retreated to the back and waited.
Of course, Class A’s offense didn’t weaken even without Simon and Hector.
Everyone here was a Kizen student who had endured more than half the first semester, and their skill was solid. They achieved a 100% attack success rate with varied attack patterns.
Whoosh!
There was also progress on defense. A heavyset Class A student named Miller caught the ball using an Attachment Magic Circle drawn on his body.
“Nice defense, Miller!”
“Counterattack!”
The male student glanced around, then tossed the ball to a female student who raised her hand to signal.
She shaped a circular tennis racket from the blood-line power flowing through her arms, then swung hard and sent the ball flying at Lexio. A Class C student took the ball to the face and collapsed.
“Excellent finish!”
“Both of you were amazing!”
The atmosphere in Class A was excellent. Simon clapped enthusiastically, cheering on his classmates. Hector stood with his hands in his pockets, watching with a displeased expression.
Regardless, Class C was entirely committed to the Lexio strategy. Students who had exhausted their Dark Element moved to the front of the court, consuming the opposing attacks before being eliminated.
Time passed.
Class A: 8 survivors.
Class C: 3 survivors.
Both teams were now down to single digits. Simon participated in a few attacks, but Hector watched from the sidelines until the very end.
Crack!
Just then, the female student maintaining the link to Lexio was caught by Class A’s attack. Only two Class C students remained.
“Can’t be helped.”
At last, Lexio stepped forward.
“Might as well try.”
In the meantime, the Class C student who had gained possession threw the ball and eliminated one Class A member, making it 7-2 again.
Now it was Class A’s turn to attack. The female student who served as their main attacker stepped up.
She tossed the ball up and, using her blood-line ability to create a racket, swung with all her strength and sent it flying at Lexio.
‘He can’t possibly avoid this!’
She was confident in her attack.
In response, Lexio unleashed the Dark Magic he had prepared. A transparent Glass Barrier spread out, covering all four sides around him.
Crash!
The ball struck directly into the Glass Barrier and was blocked, spinning uselessly before stopping. Lexio extended his arm, pointing at the male student standing beside her.
Whoosh!
The ball shot away with the same force it had arrived with, striking the male student’s torso and knocking him down.
“What, what?”
“Was that a reflection just now?”
Murmur, murmur, murmur.
It was no ordinary Dark Magic. A house-exclusive Dark Magic, like that of Haren Coc.
Class A regrouped and resumed their assault. But again, a thrown ball was blocked by the Glass Barrier and bounced back, eliminating another student.
Whispers of shock erupted from various corners.
“How are we supposed to break through that?”
“It’s basically broken for this game.”
In the next turn of attack, they caught one student roaming outside Lexio’s barrier, but Lexio’s counterattack dropped another Class A member.
In an instant, it became 5 against 1. Lexio would have to face five opponents alone, yet he remained unhurried.
“How long are you lot planning to stand around and prance about?”
Lexio smirked crookedly.
“Come at me.”
Haaahhhhhmm.
At the raw, undisguised sound of a yawn, everyone looked startled, turning to see. Hector was yawning widely.
“Ball.”
At Hector’s word, the female student from Class A flinched, her shoulders tensing.
“Get the ball.”
“Oh, right!”
She quickly held out the ball to Hector. He drew in a sharp breath, then hurled it toward Lexio’s Glass Barrier.
Crash!
“Ohhhhh!”
The sound alone set him apart from ordinary students.
Yet even Hector failed to break through the Glass Barrier—the ball bounced back and struck the very girl who’d handed it to him on the arm. Disappointed sighs rippled through the crowd.
“No way—even Hector can’t get through?”
“We lost.”
Hector watched the ball that had bounced off his own teammate roll across the floor, twisting his mouth into a meaningful smile. He picked the ball up again and threw it.
Thwack!
This time it caught the girl who’d been hiding in the back.
Crack!
Even Miller, who’d managed several successful defensive blocks and been holding his own, couldn’t withstand it and dropped.
Only two players remained in Class A. The odds had shifted to 2:1 in moments.
“H-Hector! Stop!”
“Mindlessly throwing won’t work! Find a strategy!”
Hector brushed off their voices without a thought and threw again. The ball struck the Glass Barrier and bounced back in the opposite direction—straight at Simon.
Hector’s lips curled upward.
‘Good luck.’
Smack!
In that instant, the air fell deathly silent.
Simon had extended one hand and caught the ball with disarming ease.
Screech.
The ball’s spin slowed under the iron grip of Simon’s hand, then stopped completely.
‘…This bastard.’
As Hector’s teeth clenched, Simon threw the ball.
Crash!
It ricocheted off the Glass Barrier instantly and shot back to strike Hector square in the face.
Hector twisted his expression into something savage, catching the ball with his face and gripping it tight in both hands to absorb the impact. His body skid backward.
…
When Hector pulled the ball away, a round mark remained on his face.
The surrounding silence was broken only by occasional muffled snickers.
‘How?’
Hector turned his head, his expression burning with frustration.
Confusion dominated his anger. He knew Simon’s Magical Combat Aptitude ranked in the upper tier, but there was no way he should be catching a ball this easily.
Sure enough, drops of Dark Element were falling from Simon’s body.
Internal Dark Energy Manifestation. The man was already applying today’s lesson to real combat.
‘What the hell…!’
All the results of his own blood-and-sweat effort were being covered over with a single word: talent.
‘What the hell is this guy!’
Advance Learning was Hector’s pride. Proof that he’d worked harder and earlier than everyone else. Wasn’t it only natural that a student who worked harder would surpass one who didn’t?
But Simon was different. With only what he’d learned in Kizen, he showed insane growth, and the professors and scouts watching him had fallen into the habit of saying “and he didn’t even do Advance Learning” as if it were an afterthought.
The resentment was choking.
Why was someone who’d done Advance Learning treated like an idiot? Why did he have to be compared to Simon at all?
To Hector, Simon Polentia was an existence that negated everything he’d built.
“Why the hell!!”
Hector bellowed and hurled the ball. It struck the Glass Barrier and came flying back at Simon.
Boom!
Simon crouched low, settling into a stable stance to catch it.
“Nice hold!”
“Great defense!”
Class A students murmured their approval. Simon smiled as well.
‘All that observation paid off.’
No matter how far someone ran, the ball flew like a homing missile. In this case, the ball’s trajectory aimed for the torso—more precisely, where the Core lay.
The moment the ball arrived, Simon positioned himself at a slightly twisted angle relative to its path. From that angle, the ball would curve and fly toward his chest.
If he knew the exact impact point from his side and prepared accordingly, and if he layered Internal Dark Energy Manifestation on top of that, then “defense” wasn’t particularly difficult.
Huff!
Simon hurled the ball with all his strength.
Boom!
Hector caught the rebounded ball as he staggered backward, then hurled it back with gritted teeth.
Thud!
Boom!
Thud!
Boom!
“You crazy bastards!”
Unable to watch any longer, Merin erupted.
“Who the hell are you two fighting?”
Simon and Hector had already forgotten all about Lexio. Simon was focused on his own growth; Hector was locked onto Simon.
To both of them, Lexio was nothing more than a wall that bounced the ball back nicely.
‘Damn it.’
Lexio himself was clearly flustered.
‘What kind of monsters are these?!’
Thud!
Boom!
Boom!
The ceaseless impacts began to crack the Glass Barrier. It was a brutish, mindless assault—but now Lexio himself, still casting Dark Magic, was taking the hits.
“Simon Polentia!”
Hector roared with fury as he tore open an Abyss Space. From within it poured Sealed Dragon Scales reeking of a foul stench, plastering themselves across his right arm.
“I’ll kill you!”
Hector howled his threat as he hurled the ball at his opponent. It bounced off the Glass Barrier and flew toward Simon with undiminished force.
Boom!
Simon skidded backward, bracing himself. His shoes left long drag marks across the floor.
Heh.
Hector’s lips twisted upward. But Simon showed no change of expression as he rose and opened an Abyss Space.
“Bone Armor.”
The bodies of decomposed Skeletons enveloped Simon’s right arm, transforming into “Gauntlet Mode.”
With the Gauntlet equipped, Simon concentrated his Internal Dark Energy Manifestation in his right arm and hurled the ball.
Boom!
Hector’s body rocketed backward as he caught the rebound.
This time his heels stopped just short of the Court line. Another inch and it would have been Out.
Rrgh!
Hector tore open a larger Abyss Space. In the next instant, scales covered his entire upper and lower body, writhing as if his flesh itself craved them.
Flap!
Massive wings unfurled and locked onto Hector’s back. His shoulder blades gripped them as though his own body willed them into place.
Whoosh!
Hector soared into the sky, ball in hand.
‘Watch this carefully, Simon Polentia.’
He looked down at Simon from above.
Simon gazed up at him with perfect composure.
That face alone made his blood boil. He was looking down from above, damn it—so why was he growing anxious?
“Roar!”
Hector hurled the ball downward from the air as if spiking it. The sky flashed, and the ball came hurtling down like a meteor, slamming into the Glass Barrier.
Crash!
“Whoa!”
“Ahhh!”
The violent shockwave swept across the Court. Students outside ducked low and scrambled back. The Glass Barrier shrieked and fractured further.
Seeing this, Simon’s eyes flashed with something new.
‘Not yet! It hasn’t broken!’
Simon dashed toward the front of the Court and opened an Abyss Space.
“Simon! Get out of the way!”
“I’m not letting you get hurt! Just take the Out, please!”
Kamibarez and Merin screamed. Simon’s lips curved into a smile as he planted himself at the front of the Court.
‘Sorry, but I can’t back down in this fight.’
Boom!
The ball came streaking toward Simon with the full force of Hector’s spike. Simon opened an Abyss Space and unleashed a wave of Summoned Skeletons.
Crash!
Bang!
Crash!
The skeletons shattered like dominoes as they struck the sphere, their bones sticking to it layer upon layer.
‘Full body, Internal Dark Energy Manifestation.’
Dark Element flowed from Simon’s entire frame. He drew in a deep breath and slowly raised both hands before his chest.
Boom!
The sphere collided instantly. Simon’s body was driven backward, his outstretched arms buckling against his chest.
With such tremendous force that his feet seemed to lift clean off the ground, he gritted his teeth and held firm, unleashing Absolute Command.
‘Stop!’
The bones clinging to the sphere surged with pull in the opposite direction all at once.
‘Open!’
The Overlord’s Blade erupted from the second Abyss Space, coiling around Simon’s arms, legs, and torso like rope. Power began to flow into the Overlord as well.
Just as Simon’s body was about to be shoved beyond the Court’s boundary.
Screech.
He stopped inches short.
Internal Dark Element manifestation, the skeletons’ pull, and the Overlord—three forces aligned in perfect harmony, receiving the sphere as one.
Bones clattered to the ground, and the blades were withdrawn into the Abyss Space.
‘…….’
For a moment, silence blanketed the arena. Class A and Class C alike stood frozen, mouths agape.
‘We asked them to play catch, not star in some blockbuster film.’
‘He’s in a league of his own.’
Simon walked forward with heavy strides. Beyond the Glass Barrier that looked as though a single tap would shatter it, Lexio’s face had gone deathly pale.
‘These lunatics, seriously! I’m using the Dark Element of several Kizen students combined, and they’re just breaking through it with pure power?’
Thwack.
Simon gripped the sphere in both hands and set his stance.
Thirty seconds remained before his Internal Dark Energy Manifestation ran out.
This was his final window of opportunity.

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