Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 347

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Summoning Genius at Necromancer School, Chapter 347
The necromancers’ group battle unfolded with fierce intensity.
What began as a skirmish of roughly twenty combatants escalated into a massive fifty-versus-fifty engagement as undead poured onto the field.
Explosions erupted from all sides, undead shrieked, and curse fragments scattered through the air.
“Break through! Push inside!”
“Put up an ice wall! Merin!”
“No need to overextend! Send out the undead and rain curses from the back!”
Everyone fought with veins bulging from their necks, screaming themselves hoarse.
Somewhere along the way, cards and prizes ceased to matter in their minds.
All that remained was the will to win.
While the group battle raged bloodily in the Royal Palace Courtyard, Elisa, commanding the ghost ship, employed a different tactic altogether.
‘If I draw too close, I’ll fall to Merin’s dark flame technique, and if I fire cannons, they’ll hit our own forces.’
Elisa’s choice ultimately fell on assaulting the Inner Fortress.
She tilted the three ghost ships slightly and unleashed a coordinated barrage below, sweeping away every soldier atop the city walls.
The Defense Team’s necromancers who could have countered this were all engaged in battle at the palace.
The Inner Fortress’s defenses crumbled under Elisa’s relentless bombardment, and finally—
[The North Gate of the Inner Fortress has been breached!]
[Aon Kingdom soldiers’ morale is plummeting.]
[Kan Kingdom soldiers’ morale is surging.]
The Kan Kingdom had successfully broken through the gates.
Seeing this, Simon raised the Commander’s Badge and issued his orders.
“We will execute Plan E as previously discussed. All forces except a skeleton garrison, fall back to the Royal Palace immediately.”
The Commander holding authority had ordered a retreat—to the Royal Palace itself.
No barricading of the gates, no street fighting. A complete withdrawal.
Some of the beast-kin officers protested, but the commands of the Commander, as a Guardian, held the weight of the King’s own word.
In the end, the Aon Kingdom soldiers moved exactly as Simon directed.
‘Good, for now this should—’
Crash!
“Simon Polentia!!!”
Hector charged through the flames and ice bearing down from all sides.
His jaws gaped open. But before his breath attack could unleash, the Dark Blaze from the Skull Squadron circling Simon struck faster.
Hector stumbled backward through successive fireballs trailing black smoke, unable to withstand Merin’s follow-up Blizzard and the cascade of curses from other students.
“Damn it!”
Hector withdrew through the explosion and punched an innocent tree. A student from his own Siege Team applied Cancellation and spoke soothingly.
“Hector! As long as they keep stalling with undead and raining curses like that, a direct breakthrough is impossible.”
“These vermin…!”
Hector ground his teeth and glanced back. He could see the Siege Team members watching his expression nervously.
“From this point on, I’m in command!”
At last, Hector began formulating tactics to make use of his forces.

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“Dick! Merin! Hold the line for ten more minutes!”
Meanwhile, Simon had retreated into the Royal Palace and was preparing new dark magic. He dissolved the Skull Squadron, reassembled the skulls onto the torsos, and unfurled four Magic Circles in the empty air.

The Magic Circles hovering in space connected with the Skeleton Mages’ circles. Simon took a light breath and focused intensely, altering the Rune Language and equations.
Having remapped the Skeleton Mages’ spells through the Magib System, Simon led them back outside the palace.
Boom!
The moment he emerged, an explosion erupted beneath Simon’s feet. In the brief time he’d been gone, the enemy’s assault had grown far fiercer.
“Hehehehe!”
A male student tore through the Defense Team’s inferno using Spirit Form.
Upon spotting Simon, he conjured a scythe in his hand and rushed forward.

The instant he broke from Spirit Form to attack, a curse shot forward like lightning. His body bounced backward to where he’d come from.
“Hey! What are you spacing out for?”
Merin, who’d launched the curse, approached Simon with ragged breathing.
“If you’ve got something prepared, try it!”
“Thanks.”
In this battle, Merin was proving to be the greatest asset.
She alone raised ice walls, hurled flames, performed pinpoint curse shots, and even directed skeleton maneuvers with her psychic power—displaying skills fully honed and ready.
Simon slowly closed his eyes and raised both arms before him.
‘Wake.’
I can feel it.
The monster buried beneath.
‘Wake.’
I coax the creature awake with psychic force, slowly, deliberately.
Kuguguguguguguguuu!
In an instant, the ground lurches violently. The students, caught mid-exchange of frantic blows, stagger backward in confusion.
“What—what is it this time?”
“……An earthquake?”
Merin whips her head around and catches Simon, eyes shut, muttering something under his breath—like an incantation.
“There!”
Strangle
Hector sweeps his arm, launching a curse.
Cancellation
Merin, quick as lightning, steps in front of Simon and waves her hand, nullifying the curse in its tracks.
“Worm—how dare you!”
“Not a chance.”
As the two exchange curses with mounting ferocity, the ground begins to shake with increasing violence.
Realizing curses won’t work, Hector charges through the ice Merin hurls at him, bearing down on Simon directly.
Crash! Crash! Crash! Bang!
The floor explodes outward, and something dark and massive erupts from below. Hector, mid-charge, slams into it and goes flying with a tremendous Bang!
“Ah—ahhh!”
The jaws of a mountain-sized monster burst through the floor.
-Giiiiiiiiiiii!
At the arrival of this colossal beast, every student falls silent in shock.
“That—that’s not…?”
Merin trembles, turning to Dik.
“Isn’t that the thing Simon caught in the Sea during the third BMAT?”
“Yeah. The Abyssal Leviathan.”
The Abyssal Leviathan, now zombified—its scales sparse and patchy, flesh sloughing from its body in places—was far more horrifying and menacing than anyone could have imagined.
Simon issued an Absolute Command.
[Sweep them away.]
Thud-thud!
With each twist of its massive body and sweep of its arms, one or two students from the Siege Team go flying. It was like watching a mountain in motion.
“Hold the line!”
The Siege Team students unleash Dark Magic in volleys, but the Abyssal Leviathan barely notices, pressing the attack. With each blow, the floor splinters and students are caught in the shockwave, sent tumbling.
“Hey, commoner! What’s going on? You said you’d dredge up that monster’s corpse and sell it!”
“Well, it’s a long story.”
The Abyssal Leviathan dredged from the seabed was parceled out and auctioned piece by piece. The organs that used Breath and certain tissue samples were sold at premium by Vanilla, netting Simon two thousand gold.
But the Abyssal Leviathan’s shell, stripped of its vital parts, found no buyers. Simon had hoped nobles might purchase it for exhibition, but its condition was too poor to find interest.
Someone had offered thirty gold, but Simon refused and decided to keep it for himself.
So he’d sought the help of the Necromancers, including Vanilla’s associates, to zombify the Abyssal Leviathan.
“Duration’s twenty minutes. It’s a disposable Undead.”
“What? Twenty minutes and disposable? What’s the point of that?”
Dik shrugged.
“Well, it’s proving useful right now, isn’t it?”
It certainly was impressive.
No matter how much the Siege Team students rained attacks upon it, the Abyssal Leviathan seemed to take no damage whatsoever.
‘Hah.’
Hector, panting hard, stares at the Abyssal Leviathan.
Simon caught this thing in pristine condition during the third BMAT.
‘If he managed it, so can I!’
Hector launches himself into the air. Transformed into an almost complete dragon form, he unleashes a Breath attack at the Abyssal Leviathan’s back—and the creature rears up its mountainous body to pursue him.
“This is like some giant monster manga!”
The two beasts clash ferociously.
-Sorry for the interruption, but we need to fall back now!
Elisa’s urgent voice crackles through the Cards of every Siege Team student.
-Aon Kingdom soldiers are coming up. You’ll be surrounded if you stay there!
Right. Commander Simon’s orders were clear: retreat to the Royal Palace.
The soldiers of the Aon Kingdom, who had fled the Inner Fortress, were now storming up the stairs toward the Royal Palace.
If they stayed like this, they’d be caught in a pincer attack from above and below.
“I’ve prepared a Ghost Ship out back—get aboard!”
Looking down, Aon Kingdom soldiers were climbing the stairs in dense ranks.
In the end, the Siege Team students had no choice but to board Elisa’s Ghost Ship.
“Screeeeeeeeeee!”
The grotesque creature shrieked and tried to drag the Ghost Ship down, but even a monster like that couldn’t fly.
“We managed to drive it back, at least.”
Merin wiped the sweat from her brow and looked at Simon.
“So what now?”
The situation remained overwhelmingly disadvantageous for the Defense Team. Over six hours still remained, and the Inner Fortress had fallen.
Their allies were climbing the stairs, but now ten times that number—Kan Kingdom soldiers—would soon breach the Inner Fortress and pour into the City Streets.
Once Kan Kingdom forces arrived, the Siege Team students would have to retreat again, and ultimately the entire Royal Palace would be surrounded.
Even if all their forces took shelter inside the indestructible Royal Palace and held their ground, a Necromancer had many ways to attack soldiers inside: toxic gas, wide-range curses, and more.
“Leave it to me.”
Simon spoke those words while gazing at the grotesque creature. It immediately obeyed his command and began descending back through the City Streets it had climbed.
Then he issued another order via the Commander’s Badge.
“All units, move to the Royal Palace.”
The increasingly dark masses of Kan Kingdom soldiers began climbing the stairs in pursuit of the retreating Aon Kingdom forces. Simon and the students immediately moved to intercept.
They wrung out every last ounce of their Dark Element, harassing the Kan Kingdom’s advance while shepherding their forces toward the Royal Palace.
“Hurry!”
“Faster, faster!”
As Aon Kingdom soldiers began pouring into the Royal Palace, Kan Kingdom forces had already reached the midpoint of the stairs.
“Ugh, it’s grotesque.”
Merin furrowed her brow at the sight—the midway point was packed solid with Kan soldiers. Aon Kingdom forces entered the Royal Palace with visible uncertainty.
Murmur, murmur, murmur.
“The Royal Palace is cramped—keep moving to the Obsidian Mine!”
“Move quickly!”
Civilians who saw soldiers packed all the way into the Royal Palace trembled in fear, clinging to one another.
The king, seated firmly on his throne, started when soldiers abandoned the City Wall and flooded into the palace, but he said nothing, choosing instead to trust his Guardians.
“Just a little longer.”
Even as Kan Kingdom soldiers drew steadily closer, Simon murmured quietly to himself.
“Just a little more, just a little more.”
Kan Kingdom forces had now reached the very gates of the Royal Palace. Hector and the Siege Team students, who had been holding position aboard the Ghost Ship, all disembarked.
“They’ve walked right into their own trap.”
“Anyone know a good smoke-poison combo?”
The Siege Team students seemed convinced they’d already won.
But Simon stood calmly with four Magic Circles suspended in the air before him. The Skeleton Mages too held their staves aloft, preparing their spells.
“The enemy—they’re coming!”
“Is the kingdom finished now?”
As resigned murmurs began to rise from soldiers within the Royal Palace, Simon—who had been preparing Dark Magic all along—finally opened his palm.
Merin flinched at the gesture.
“Hey! You’re not—?”
Simon’s palm was facing downward. The Skeleton Mages immediately followed suit, slamming their staves into the ground in unison.
As Simon slowly opened his eyes—which had been shut in concentration—a faint yellow light flickered across his irises.
Complete Immersion.
[Corpse—]
He clenched his fist and moved his lips.
[—Explosion.]
Boom!
From somewhere distant and far below, a tremor was felt.
Rumble-rumble-rumble-rumble—!
The tremor expanded outward, accompanied by a deafening roar. And then—
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All of Aon Castle was flooded with a deep blue-green light in an instant.
Crash-crash-crash-crash-crash-crash-crash-crash-crash!
The ground collapsed. Kan Kingdom soldiers screamed as they were swept away in the deluge.
Pillars shattered, buildings crumbled, hills collapsed—everything came down. Thick black smoke swallowed everything in seconds, and Kan Kingdom soldiers rained down like ash.
“You goddamn madman!”
Hector roared, eyes wide.
“You didn’t—you used Corpse Explosion on that thing—!”
Crash-crash-crash-crash-crash!
The capital of a kingdom.
Aon Castle begins to crumble into our hands.

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