Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 228

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Summoning Genius of the Necromancer Academy Episode 228
Perhaps it was because he’d already endured this seven times over.
Talaze, now transformed into a pond, did not appear immediately—only rippling in place. Beside it, Prince shouted as if to provoke him.
[What’re you doing! Scared? You’re scared, aren’t you? If you don’t come out, I’m going in!]
At some distance away, Simon’s pupils narrowed as he watched intently.
‘Surely not…….’
His thought was brief; his action, swift.
Simon opened a Subspace and summoned six Overlord Blades simultaneously from beneath his feet, launching his body skyward.
[Legion Commander?]
[Hey, why are you going up?]
As Simon tore through the night wind into the air, he gripped the greatsword’s hilt tight and drew a sharp breath.
Looking down, the rippling pond’s movements grew increasingly violent.
‘It’s coming!’
In the next instant, the pond erupted upward, and Talaze—shaped like a massive drill—shot through the air in a straight line.
‘I knew it would come like this.’
Simon bit his lip with grim resolve, then brought the Sword of Ruin down with all his strength.
Rising Talaze and descending Simon collided in midair.
Boom!
A tremendous shockwave erupted, sending trees and grass swaying.
Simon descended with his blade angled downward, and above him, Talaze appeared to split cleanly in half—from the drill-tip of its head to the tip of its tail.
[Nice!!!]
[Legion Commander!]
Prince cheered, raising his fist in triumph.
Erzsebet watched with rapture as Simon descended, his Shadowless Cloak billowing behind him.
‘Just two more times now!’
Simon turned back, gasping for breath.
But then.
Slip, slip, slip, slip.
The halved body of Talaze reformed in midair, taking the shape of a vast pond once more.
‘It’s resurrecting… even in the air!’
Crash!
Talaze’s true body—with two lives remaining—burst forth from within.
Simon was still descending and couldn’t pursue immediately, so Erzsebet and Prince scrambled after it with their spiders and zombies.
[Talaze. Survival at all costs. Adapt as the situation demands.]
Crack, crack.
Membrane wings spread from Talaze’s two arms like bat wings, stretching down to its waist. It beat them up and down frantically, gliding downward.
[Talaze. Eight deaths recorded so far. Total count: eleven. Yet all survivals maintained.]
Talaze specialized in aquatic combat and possessed no natural flight capability.
It descended through the air in a gliding arc, putting considerable distance between itself and its pursuers, then shifted into the form of a small four-legged beast and bolted across the grassland. Once it reached the sea, it had absolute confidence in its survival.
Thud-thud-tap!
[Must survive. Report to Magnus.]
As it ran forward in haste, Talaze’s keen senses detected a presence ahead.
A robed man was walking toward it, his cloak billowing—one of those ‘Sentinels’ who had appeared frequently during the forest search, a constant nuisance.
Talaze’s jaws opened wide, releasing a threatening roar as a warning to move aside.
Most anyone would have trembled at the sound and retreated, but the robed man simply stopped in his tracks, then bent his knees. In that moment, Talaze realized something was very wrong.
Boom!
The man’s fist came like a flash and drove into Talaze’s abdomen.
Crack!
Something in Talaze’s body shattered violently. Its form crumpled, tumbling across the grassland.
[Warning. Withdraw.]
It had to escape before the 7th Legion arrived. Talaze’s body swelled, transforming into the shape of a menacing five-meter-long monster.
[Withdraw.]
Slash!
Yet even at this final warning, the man planted his feet and launched himself into the air.
In midair, the man’s posture was extraordinary. Chest thrust forward, both arms fully extended, head tilted back, legs bent so far that his heels nearly touched the back of his head.
It was like a tightly wound spring drawing power together.
Kassan Original – Peng
In that very stance, both arms swept forward and crossed in an X. Ten claw marks tore through Talaze’s torso, severing upper and lower body, even the neck.
Under that assault, Talaze’s form collapsed utterly, becoming a pond.
“Kassan!”
At that moment, Simon appeared treading on the branches in midair, flashing a bright smile as he cried out.
“Thank you for coming!”
“Good thing we’re not too late.”
Erzsebet, rushing in on Simon’s heels, furrowed her brow.
[It’s you again?]
“It’s been a long time.”
The two of them had come to know each other through a joint investigation before the Saint’s Affair.
Meanwhile, Prince, who arrived last, caught sight of Kassan and started in surprise, immediately dropping into a combat stance.
[Wh—a human?!]
“Kassan’s fine, Prince. This person is…….”
Glub-glub-glub!
As the pond began churning again, everyone fell silent and turned their attention toward Talaze.
“That’s what happened after my last attack.”
“Yes, I saw it too.”
Now there was only one life left.
If they took this one, they’d win.
Then Talaze’s voice echoed from within the pond.
[Talaze. Died nine times. Only one remains. But survival.]
The pond suddenly shrank in on itself.
Just as everyone gathered all their Dark Element to prepare for an attack to hunt down the emerging Talaze—
Whoooooosh!
Suddenly the pond’s size expanded. The waters surged outward, swallowing Simon and the three others, stretching across a radius of hundreds of meters. At the same time, their bodies began sinking down.
[Kugh!]
Erzsebet tried to pull her legs free, but it was futile. She remained fixed to the bottom as if glued in place.
Shhhhhhh!
The center of the pond rose, and Talaze appeared—more colossal than anything they had seen before.
[Plan changed. Kill all. Escape.]
As Talaze swept both arms downward, Simon, Kassan, and the Ancient Undead were all dragged simultaneously toward the pond’s depths.
Gurgle-gurgle-gurgle!
Simon held his breath and looked around.
He was underwater, surrounded by murk and foul stench. Animal bones and unidentifiable debris drifted about.
There was a bottom, and it was covered in dark, filthy algae that swayed with the current. It was unsettling—almost like pale hands beckoning him downward.
“Something’s wrong with this pond. I can’t swim out.”
Kassan was swimming, but his limbs merely thrashed in place, carrying him nowhere.
Simon looked up. He could see the enormous Talaze above the water’s surface, its arms suffused with Dark Element, writhing as it plotted something sinister.
[Boy! Look down!]
At Pier’s cry, Simon’s gaze snapped downward.
From the murky algae at the pond’s bottom, countless fanged piranhas swarmed toward him like hornets. Below looked like a black wave bearing down.
[Eek! Why are there so many?!]
[I cannot weave the Spider Web here! What do we do?]
…….
Instead of answering, Simon slowly grasped the Sword of Ruin and drew it downward. A piercing, blue-green light blazed like fire from Pier’s visor and Simon’s eyes simultaneously.
“Let’s go, Pier.”
[Khhkhhkhh!]
Simon gripped the greatsword in both hands and swung it slowly side to side, then drew all his strength and Dark Element into it, positioning it behind his back. Power and darkness flooded into the blade.
Ku-ku-ku-ku-ku-ku-ku-ku-ku!
The Dark Element gathered, and the water surged.
From the Sword of Ruin burst a blinding radiance, illuminating the dark pond as bright as midday.
‘Slowly.’
Simon’s body rides the pond’s current, twisting and sliding. His legs, which pointed downward, tilt to the left even as his arms move to pull the greatsword upward.
Crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack!
The greatsword traces a massive arc.
In the sword’s wake, a tremendous line tears through space itself, and everything touched by that line is rent in two. The swarm of piranhas is obliterated, the writhing algae and pond floor split apart like crevasses.
The recoil from wielding such vast power draws gasps between his teeth, and blood rushes to his head, but Simon grinds his teeth and sustains the force.
The sword strike that cleaves through the pond floor begins to rise upward.
The final destination. Simon’s gaze is now fixed on Talaze above the water’s surface.
‘The very space itself—’
The blade’s edge, drawn by centrifugal force, passes through the floor and rises toward the sky, while Simon’s body descends into the depths.
As his consciousness begins to blur, Simon lets out an internal roar.
‘Cutting Sensation!’
Skreeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
The pure white trajectory tore through the pond and sky alike, and in its path, Talaze’s body was bisected from crown to toe and cast asunder.
The tremendous shockwave that followed sent the pond and Forbidden Forest reeling.
Screeeeeech!
Talaze’s two arms thrust skyward before his sundered frame crumbled into fragments and plummeted downward.
The four of them swam frantically to avoid the falling debris.
Gasp!
“Ugh!”
With Talaze destroyed, they could now swim upward.
The pond had shrunk considerably. Erzsebet sent out a Spider Web, hoisting all four floating figures from the water simultaneously and setting them safely on solid ground.
Even in this moment the pond continued to contract, soon turning into a clot of blood that remained on the bottom like a tiny speck.
Glug.
From what had become a mere point, pulped organs and corpses poured out in torrents until the pond vanished entirely.
We won! We caught all ten!
We did it!!
Erzsebet and Prince cheered. Simon collapsed where he stood, utterly exhausted.
Kassan approached and spoke.
“Well done.”
“Ah, thank you so much for your help.”
Simon managed a weary smile. The suffocating pressure that had been gripping his throat finally released, and he felt a measure of relief wash over him.
Come on, let’s celebrate our victory!
The Black-haired Girl rushes into the Legion Commander’s embrace!
The Ancient Undead pressed in around them. It seemed they’d need a bit more time before anyone could truly rest.

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Pat-pat.
Pat-a-pat.
Talaze, transformed into a rat, fled in panicked haste.
Everything had unfolded according to plan. On his final life, Talaze had plunged the 7th Legion members into the pond before making his escape in this rat form with his true self intact.
Being his last life, he’d invested all his strength and energy into the clone. He’d expected it to buy sufficient time, but turning back he saw that even that formidable avatar had been split in half.
These people were extraordinarily dangerous.
Far stronger than he’d imagined.
The Necromancer presumed to be the Legion Commander appears to be a Kizen student, yet he’s already grown this powerful.
If he continues to develop, he will become a grave threat to Magnus. With the 7th Legion’s Ancient Undead already seized, conflict is inevitable.
By any means necessary, this intelligence had to reach Magnus.
The sea—he only needed to reach the sea.
As he emerged from the forest, the beach and sandy shore came into view. The sound of the waves was deeply welcome to Talaze’s ears.
The rat-form creature sprouted gills along his cheeks and bolted toward the water’s edge.
!
Sensing a presence, Talaze immediately concealed himself behind a rock.
There was someone there.
A black-haired girl, wandering alone along the moonlit beach at this late hour.
She gave off an indescribable air about her—a face weary as though freshly roused from sleep, dressed in only a white one-piece dress with bare feet.
She held a Communication Crystal.
“Yes, Mother.”
Her voice could be heard.
“Yes, I’m at the place you mentioned. What is this about so late? …Ah, you always work me like this. Yes, yes. I understand.”
Talaze held his breath and waited.
Whatever this person was, there was no benefit in being discovered.
Just walk past. Keep walking.
Click.
The girl tossed the Communication Crystal into a Subspace, her black hair fluttering as she walked along the beach.
“I bear you no grudge—”
A blood-red short sword had appeared in her hand.
“But you must die.”
Whissssh!
The sound of air splitting made Talaze hastily scramble backward. The short sword cleaved through rock and buried itself in the sand.
I am Talaze, of the Magnus Legion.
Talaze spoke urgently.
If you are a Necromancer, I request you state your affiliation.
Squelch. Squelch.
She approached across the sand-covered beach, her bare white feet sinking into the shallow water.
“What’s your allegiance?”
Her eyes blazed crimson like those of a wild creature, luminous and feral as she halted her steps.
Behind her, along the moonlit shore, space tore open like a mouth, and from the darkness came a thousand eyes identical to hers—all of them burning red.
“Daughter of a meddlesome mother.”
From that abyssal darkness, an enormous concentration of energy erupted as Crimson Beams—a single, devastating torrent pouring down in a straight line.
Thwack!
Talaze, who had been fleeing in panic, was finally consumed by one of the countless beams and vanished.
It was Talaze’s first mission failure, and her last.

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