Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 181

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Summoning Genius of the Necromancer School — Episode 181
—Kyaaaaaaah!
It was an overwhelming sight.
The churning horde of zombies surging forward with terrible shrieks was like a storm-tossed night sea.
Aloken, continuously detonating corpses as he fled, was nothing more than a small, fragile boat caught in that maelstrom.
‘Does this even count as a situation anymore?’
The zombies came from above and below, left and right—every direction. Aloken found himself locked in an endless battle against black waves crashing from all sides.
But the real problem was that every new zombie attaching itself to the Train was coming under the control of the man in the Crown.
“Yuda! Respond!”
Even as Aloken sprayed blood in all directions, he raised a Communication Crystal to his other hand.
—This is Yuda. Has the situation concluded?
A calm man’s voice came through the crystal.
“No! An unknown Necromancer has invaded and is seizing control of the zombies! Stop their movement right now!”
—What are you talking about? How could anyone else seize control of Blood Zombies animated by the Chalice of Blood?
“I don’t know either! Just hurry—!”
Crack!
A zombie’s arm shattered the Communication Crystal. Aloken let out a roar of frustration, spraying blood in wild arcs as he leaped skyward.
‘What the hell is that monster?!’
Aloken’s gaze snapped toward Simon, who stood perched atop the zombie horde, watching with serene indifference.
‘There was definitely no one like that among the passengers!’
Then, beneath his mask, Simon’s eyes gleamed.
[Seize him.]
The zombies atop the Train linked their limbs together to form a long organic ladder, using it to catch Aloken’s feet just as he tried to launch himself into the air. Two more zombies scrambled onto his back.
Before Aloken could blast them free with Corpse Explosion, Simon’s fist clenched faster.
‘Corpse Explosion.’
Boom!
A bilious green detonation erupted from three zombies. Aloken, racked with massive damage, plummeted from the sky and tumbled across the Train’s roof.
“Urgh!”
Black flesh rained down from his body—the Meat Armor, the Dark Magic that absorbed damage meant for him.
‘Already half my Meat Armor is gone…!’
That was the real problem.
He could handle the zombies’ teeth by maintaining his Meat Armor, but the moment they grabbed hold, Corpse Explosion detonated immediately.
And this masked man didn’t even need incantations or to draw magic circles—he seemed to explode zombies with nothing but a clenched fist.
Aloken had never encountered a zombie sorcerer like this.
[Do you intend to remain so vacant?]
Simon, his voice dripping with malice, raised his fist.
‘What? Another explosion?’
Aloken’s eyes darted frantically, but the zombies were still distant. Yet from below, he felt a tremendous force stirring.
‘No! He’s pasting the zombies from the Passenger Car to the ceiling!’
Boom!
Caught in another Corpse Explosion, Aloken lost the bulk of the Meat Armor mounted on his body and plummeted screaming into the Passenger Car.
“Ugh! Gah!”
It wasn’t finished. As if waiting, several zombies rushed into the Passenger Car, and light began to shimmer across their bodies.
Aloken was utterly incredulous.
‘He’s unleashing Corpse Explosions with no delay?!’
Simon’s lips curled upward atop the Train as he spread his palm.
‘Fine control of output.’
He clenched his fist.
‘Detonate.’
Boom!
An entire Passenger Car exploded outward. The Train screeched and swayed left and right, but narrowly avoided derailment.
As smoke dispersed, the Passenger Car was reduced to rubble and skeleton frame, and across its opposite side fled Aloken, gushing blood.
He meant to retreat toward the Tail Car.
[Chase him.]
The horde of zombies carrying Simon surged up like a wave, arcing gracefully through the air.
They leaped over the ruined car in a single bound, landing in the next vehicle where Aloken was running.
Crash!
Aloken responded with a new Dark Magic. Four meaty arms erupted from his back, smashing through the Passenger Car’s windows and seizing the passengers inside.
“Kyaaaaaah!”
The passengers caught in those arms shrieked in terror. Aloken grinned wickedly and hurled them away with force.
A dirty trick to buy time.
But Simon remained unshaken. He immediately opened a Subspace and sent Bone Armor flying. The passengers tumbling from the Train were caught one by one in the armor.
‘Retrieve.’
As Simon swept his arm, the passengers pulled back into the Passenger Car. Aloken’s expression hardened at the sight.
‘His response time has changed. He’s completely different from when we first clashed!’
Even as this unfolded, the Zombies carrying Simon moved with relentless purpose.
The Zombies curved in an arc, reaching behind Aloken’s back. Simon thought he had him trapped this time.
Whooooom!
A brilliant white Holy Magic Circle unfurled behind the fleeing Aloken. At the sight, Simon clicked his tongue and leaped from the mass of Zombies.
Crack-crack-crackle!
As the Zombies passed through the magic circle, chunks of well-ground meat scattered across the floor. Simon landed and turned his head.
‘……An Inquisitor?’
In the distance, a woman in Inquisitor’s robes gasped for breath. She bore wounds scattered across her body but was healing herself with her own power.
Had she mistaken him for an enemy? As that thought crossed Simon’s mind, Aloken bellowed.
“Why did you take so long! Deal with him at once!”
“No! I didn’t come here on purpose!”
Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-bang!
Volleys of light struck down from the sky, their epicenter marked by a girl racing forward wreathed in pure white radiance.
‘Rete!’
“What are you babbling about? Your opponent is me!”
Rete charged forward, swinging her Holy Sword. The Inquisitor deployed Barriers in succession, but a single slash severed several veils of magic.
‘I can leave her to Rete.’
Simon turned his attention back to Aloken. Aloken ground his teeth.
‘……Damn it! What’s the Chimera doing? I brought the Hellhound at considerable risk to eliminate that Efnel woman!’
-Kieeeee!
Just then, the Chimera’s cry—the Hellhound’s shriek—pierced the air.
As Aloken turned his head, the Hellhound’s head was already jutting from the Train’s exterior, grinding against the Railway, while Prince rode atop it.
[Hahahaha! Die! Die!]
He was pinning the Hellhound down with sheer force.
Watching the Hellhound’s head scrape along the rails, Aloken grasped the gravity of the situation.
‘Where in blazes are all these monsters coming from, one by one?’
At this point, he had no choice but to stake his life. Aloken traced his fingers through empty air, and a crimson magic circle bloomed across the Passenger Car’s ceiling.
-Grrrrraaaagh!
A second prepared Hellhound emerged.
“Now you shall witness the true power of a Blood Bishop!”
After spraying droplets of blood to hold back the advancing Zombies, Aloken approached the Hellhound. Its ribcage split open with a wet sound and enfolded his body within.
The highest form of Meat Armor, a Necromancer’s defensive technique.
The Hellhound’s form convulsed as it stood on two legs.
Muscle reformed in the hind legs, shifting to a bipedal stance; the Hellhound’s head descended to its chest. Its forelegs evolved entirely into hands.
Aloken now wore the Hellhound like armor, his head alone remaining visible.
“Krahahaha!”
As he swept the Hellhound’s arms, blood spray scattered in all directions, rupturing the Zombies once more. Even in this form, Dark Magic remained within reach.
‘True to a Necromancer’s nature.’
Genuinely Necromantic Dark Magic. It seemed all active Necromancers carried at least one technique that defied reason.
‘Ugh.’
Simon staggered.
He had worn the Crown too long. Controlling so many Zombies at once was beginning to strain his mental reserves.
In that moment, Aloken collapsed the Passenger Car’s ceiling and charged toward Simon.
The Zombies that rushed to Simon’s aid were flung aside by the massive body, and the bruiser’s fist swung down. Simon clenched his teeth and raised his arms.
‘Open Gate!’
Six Overlord blades collided head-on with the Hellhound’s fist, a thunderous boom erupting. The fist twisted to the side; the blades scattered with a ringing clang.
In the gap, Zombies crawled up the Hellhound’s body, and Simon retreated, clenching his fists.
‘Corpse Explosion!’
Booom-booom-booom!
A series of blue-green explosions erupted, yet Aloken shielded only his head with his arms, emerging unscathed from the blast.
Thud.
Simon dropped to one knee, breathing hard.
The Crown fell from his head to the Passenger Car’s ceiling. Seeing this, Aloken allowed himself a satisfied smile.
“Yes, yes. Power such as that from an Artifact must exact a price. Wield strength beyond your station, and this is what becomes of you.”
Simon lifted his head, still breathing heavily. He was still smiling.
“Don’t you find something strange about this?”
“What?”
Now that he mentioned it.
Aloken turned his head.
……The Train had stopped.
‘What in the—!’
Countless Zombies had gathered beneath the Train and, through sheer force, brought it to a halt.
“Now.”
Simon seized the Crown again and rose from his seat with a stumbling, Zombie-like motion. Then, in a graceful arc, he set it back upon his head.
[Now we go for real.]
Kuguguguguguguguguguguguuu!
Beyond the halted Train, Zombies erupted like a black tidal wave. Everyone who witnessed it felt their eyes widen in shock.
[Follow me.]
At Simon’s command, thousands of Zombies surged at Aloken in unison.
Aloken fled, scattering droplets of blood in all directions. A black wave engulfed him, but he burst free through the explosion and launched himself skyward.
‘There’s no chance in a direct fight! I need to retreat from here—’
But then.
Higher than the airborne Aloken, a swarm of Zombies arced through the sky, converging on him from his front.
‘Impossible! Have my patterns been read?’
[Your escape pattern through the air is always the same. You.]
Simon bared his teeth in a grin and spread his palm open.

At that exact moment, the Inquisitor—locked in combat with Rete—spread another Holy Magic Circle before Aloken. She too understood that his situation was hopeless without assistance.
‘Perfect! Excellent support!’
Aloken suspended in air. Sacred Barrier. And the arc of descending Zombies.
He had thought the Zombies would be ground apart as they passed through the Barrier.
But.
[I can do anything.]
Simon murmured with his eyes closed.
No, even that wasn’t enough.
[I am—]
Clear.
In this moment, with no stray thoughts, focusing wholly on the ultimate one, Simon felt a fleeting sense of joy unlike any other.
[Omnipotent.]
Uuuuuuuuuuuung!
Tremendous Sacred Power exploded from Simon’s Crown.
White streaks pierced through Simon’s golden eyes. At that, all the Zombies that came charging, wreathed in black smoke, bleached pure white.
“What—!”
The horde of Zombies radiating Sacred Power passed through the Sacred Barrier without resistance and seized Aloken’s body, dragging him to the ground.
Kuuuuung!
Aloken crashed to the floor and countless Sacred Zombies engulfed his body.
A massive mountain of white Zombies formed. At the same moment, Rete—who had subdued and knocked the Inquisitor unconscious—lifted her head.
Her body trembled with a chill.
‘……Goddess above.’
Metin, who had regained composure and climbed to the ceiling to aid in the fight, stood slack-jawed.
‘Is such a thing even possible?’
Ellen, who had defeated all the faithful in the Tail Car and looked out the window, felt her pupils quake.
‘……Simon!’
Simon, clutching the Crown, drew a deep breath and raised his left hand above his head.
Everyone’s gaze followed upward. Above Simon’s head, innumerable Holy Magic Circles unfurled to blanket the sky.
Compello.
The absolute insight that reaches truth itself.
The formulas of the Magic Circles shifted and reformed hundreds, thousands of times in this very moment.
As the calculations concluded, all the countless Magic Circles vanished, leaving only a single Holy Magic Circle before Simon’s hand.
[Celestial—]
Simon traced the sacred sign and clenched his fist.
[—Explosion.]
The world blazed white, and the explosion that followed—light and darkness erupting in succession—consumed even sound as it tore outward in all directions.
Colorless. Odorless. Silent.
A pure white cataclysm.
Only the ensuing shockwave shook the Train, uprooting the forest in its wake.
Crash-crash-crash-crash-crash-crash-crash-crash!
“Ahhhhhhhhh!”
“Ugh!”
The passengers threw themselves to the ground.
Windows shattered; objects tumbled through the air in a senseless blur.
Roooooaaarrr!
As the massive shockwave subsided, Simon slowly lowered the hand he had raised toward the sky.
A single beam of brilliant light was washing over him.

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