Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 665

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The Summoning Genius of the Necromancer School — Chapter 665
For the 7th Legion, predicting where the Third would march was hardly difficult.
The Third’s aim wasn’t war, but pressure on Bilkenos. Their strategy was to strike the city and force the Grand Duke to return.
Since the entire Northern force was deployed to Frost Field, they would abandon all thought of ambush and advance by the shortest route as quickly as possible to Bilkenos.
But.
[Kehehehe! Move swiftly!]
The enemy still knew nothing of the massive force hidden in Simon’s Subspace.
Pier simply needed to choose the best point along the Third’s advance route for an ambush. He selected the Gorge Path.
This terrain, formed by a dried riverbed, was the most effective passage for moving quickly across flat ground without scaling the Northern mountains.
Of course, nothing would be visible from the path itself, but the mountainsides and slopes of the gorge teemed with the 7th Legion’s Undead, hidden beneath the trees.
[I’m telling you this before we fight! Pier!]
Prince threw punches into the empty air as he spoke.
[I’m the one facing the Third! Don’t interfere!]
[Kehehehe! Do as you please.]
[Pier.]
Just then, Erzsebet emerged, lightly treading on a spider web in the sky.
[The Third’s forces have arrived at the entrance.]
[Understood. We’ll prepare.]
[Huh? What? What is it?]
Herseba floated upward into the air, glancing around.
[They’re right here, but where are the little one and Achemous? They’re taking too long.]
Erzsebet bit her lip slightly.
[The Girl is worried about that too. She’s been sending spiders to search, but…….]
[Achemous went with him, so there’s no need to worry so much!]
Pier hefted the Sword of Ruin, settling it across his shoulder.
[Everyone return to your positions! The battle begins any moment now!]

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Before long, the Third’s Undead army entered the Gorge Path where Pier lay in wait.
The Undead forces advanced along the gorge road, and their formation stretched naturally into a long line. From above, they resembled an ant column marching in single file.
And along the gorge path where the Undead army advanced,
[Hahahaha!]
a small boy stood alone, planted squarely in the middle of the road.
He wore fine noble attire of the sort commonly seen on young scions of prominent houses, and atop his head sat a faded crown.
Yet his grey skin, the strange scars visible here and there, and the Black Element surging from him — everything was far removed from the bearing of any living human.
-Gahhhhh!
-Grrrrgh!
A few Undead snarled threateningly, but the boy standing alone didn’t flinch once.
[What are you little wretches grumbling about!]
Prince crossed his arms with a snap.
[Look here!]
Kiiiiiiiiing!
A brilliant radiance burst from the crown on his head as Prince’s eyes flew wide open. The zombies’ eyes rolled back, transforming to match the exact color of his irises.
Click.
Thud.
Most of the Undead commanded by the Northern Undead Lord were zombies and skeletons, with zombies comprising the largest portion. The power of Prince’s crown, which controlled all the zombies, took effect — they halted mid-step, and the army’s advance ground to a standstill.
[Hmph!]
Prince, who had stopped a massive force single-handedly, swept his gaze across the surroundings.
[Forget you small fry — where are the ones who’ve rotted enough to be worth something?]
But the Undead remained silent.
The zombies had stopped, creating a standstill, but something felt peculiarly still.
Prince, who had been looking around uneasily at the eerie sensation, suddenly froze.
Krunch-crunch!
It came from the opposite side of the gorge.
Dust erupted as human hair flew into the air. Then one of the Three Siblings, the Third, emerged with a grin baring its teeth.
‘It was hiding underground?’
The thing, hideously human in its resemblance, moved with agile grace on four limbs.
Its two arms braced against the ground.
Its head twisted to an impossible angle as it gazed fixedly at Prince. Prince felt a chill run through him and pulled back his arms.
[Ugly thing!]
He thrust his fist forward, sending a shockwave rippling through the air.
[!]
But Third’s body vanished as if he’d teleported. Prince’s gaze snapped upward.
Third had launched himself into the heights, his entire frame contorted grotesquely like a wrung-out rag, staring down at Prince with eyes that chilled the blood.
Without hesitation, Third drove his heel downward, and Prince crossed both arms to shield his head.
Crash!
The gorge trembled as though it might collapse entirely, and Prince gasped out a strangled cry.
[Now!]
Slice!
Pier, stationed atop the high gorge’s rim, brought his Greatsword to bear in a forward stance.
[Advance!]
Shriek!
Roar!
Like black ants bursting from stone, countless undead of the 7th Legion poured down from every crevice of the gorge, their war cries deafening. Below, the Northern Undead Lord’s forces crouched low, answering with their own inhuman shrieks.
The distance between the two formations collapsed in an instant, and then—
Crash!
Propelled by the downward momentum of the gorge’s slope, the 7th Legion’s undead slammed into the Northern forces with crushing force.
In moments, the battlefield dissolved into chaos.
Screech!
Third braced himself on his arms and legs, his maw gaping wide. From his mouth poured a destructive flash that seared through the undead descending from the gorge.
[I’m far from done yet!]
Boom!
From beneath the collapsed ground, Prince erupted upward and swung a vicious uppercut at Third’s jaw. The flash ceased; Third’s head snapped back.
Yet Third showed no sign of impact. His head spun back with a grotesque rotation, and he grinned down at Prince with a sickening leer.
[Damn! Stop grinning like that!]
Smack!
Third’s arm, now whip-like and serpentine, swung again and slammed Prince hard against the gorge wall.
Black blood sprayed from Prince’s mouth. He tried to break free, but Third leaped up instantly, driving both heels down like spear thrusts.
Where Third’s kicks landed, the entire gorge came crashing down in a cascade of rubble.
Shriek!
Third let out a satisfied wail, and from the tumbling debris, he hauled out the pulped form of Prince.
He was dragging his claws across his grin, about to mount Prince’s remains upon his skull as a trophy, when—
Poof!
Prince’s body crumbled to ash and dissolved into merely another zombie scattered across the ground. Enraged, Third hurled the empty corpse away.
[Pier! Prince has been hit!]
Erzsebet, clinging to the spider web suspended in the air, cried out.
[The Girl has—!]
[Stay focused on your role, Erzsebet!]
Pier swung the Sword of Ruin, cleaving through zombies climbing up the gorge as he spoke.
[If you abandon your post, we lose the advantage we’ve planned for!]
[You’re just going to let that monster rampage freely?]
Third bounded about recklessly, elbows tucked at his ribs, stomping and devouring the Legion’s undead with casual brutality. He fought with the abnormal strength befitting the Three Siblings, who had cast the Northern Region into terror for over a century.
Shriek!
Suddenly, Third’s movements halted. He crouched down.
From his gaping mouth, tendrils of pure darkness flowed upward, forming characters in the empty air.
The intricate shapes resembled musical notes on a staff, but they were unmistakably Rune Language in form. Dark Magic was being invoked.
Erzsebet’s expression twisted in alarm.
‘It can’t be.’
[Hear me, departed souls.]
A deep, measured voice resonated from the Magic Circle.
This was not Third’s voice—his usual pitch had been unnaturally high. His eyes, too, had changed color.
[The deceased are perfected beings who have transcended the bounds of life and overcome death. Why do you remain shackled by contracts with the living?]
Third raised both arms toward the sky, his frame moved like a marionette dangling from the strings of a puppeteer.
[Only the deceased can truly comprehend the deceased. We shall topple the age of the living and forge a world of the dead. I will—!]
The words never reached completion.
A sound that made the ears ring tore through the air as a black comet streaked down from the sky, leaving a long tail in its wake.
Crash!
It was Achemous.
Descending at high speed from the heights, he drove his knee downward and crushed Third to the ground, cutting off the mysterious voice.
[Whether one is living or dead makes little difference to me.]
Achemous shot back into the air and spoke.
[What matters is undying loyalty to my lord! I am grateful beyond measure for this fate—that even as a corpse, I can fulfill my duty!]
Thud.
Achemous landed where Pier and Erzsebet stood. The black feathers parted, and Simon emerged from within, gasping for breath.
[Young master!]
“Sorry I’m late.”
[Commander! We were so worried!]
Erzsebet rushed forward and embraced Simon. Then she touched his forehead and flinched.
[Your forehead is burning like fire!]
“…Yeah, looks like I’ve been cursed.”
The black magic that Third had used at first was nothing other than a curse.
Achemous, who’d been hit by the same curse, was immune to it and possessed regeneration, but Simon was an ordinary human. He turned his head, still breathing hard.
“I can’t dispel it with my own power. Even Holy Power won’t touch it.”
[Krehehe! Don’t worry, young master!]
Whoosh—!
Pier’s body unfurled into multiple strands that wrapped snugly around Simon’s frame. Finally, Pier’s arm, still gripping the Greatsword, connected with Simon’s.
[Curses always break when the caster falls!]
“That’s true.”
Hum—! Hum—!
The long Prince’s Ring on his left hand vibrated, trembling with urgency.
It was as if it were urging him to call quickly.
Simon smiled faintly and pulled a zombie from his Subspace, bringing the ring close to it. At once, black lightning crashed down, and Prince appeared.
[Graaaaahhh!]
The moment he emerged, he flew into a rage and tore forward.
[That bastard! I won’t let him off!]
“Wait! Prince!”
Simon tried to stop him, but Prince was beyond control. In one breath, he pushed off from the gorge and rushed toward his foe, drawing back his fist.
[Hidden Card Punch!]
Boom—!
A vicious shockwave exploded from Prince’s fist toward Third, but Third leaped aside and dodged it.
—Cling! Cling cling cling!]
Third, delighted at Prince’s return, bounded forward with quick hops. At the same moment, Third and Prince hurled their fists at each other.
A sound like thunderbolt split the air. The gale that erupted from the clash of these two titans sent the surrounding zombies flying skyward.
[Ow!]
Prince’s fists collided, and he grimaced under the force—when suddenly, Third’s toes shot out from behind him.
[What in the blazes is this body made of—cough!]
His legs coiled like a serpent, and Prince was instantly wrapped up. Third, who’d already driven his legs deep into the ground, grinned wickedly.
Crunch-crunch-crunch-crunch!]
After a terrible squeeze, Prince’s body split in two.
The moment Prince vanished, Simon summoned him back to the battlefield.
[Argh, that coward!]
Prince burst forth again and bounded forward with renewed fury.
“Prince! Just because you have multiple lives doesn’t mean you should throw them away!”
[Krehehe! Leave him be, young master! Besides, Prince alone is keeping Third well occupied!]
Simon, still cursed, fought primarily through command and coordination. From the rear, launching zombies via Herseba to trigger Corpse Explosions was firepower enough.
Erzsebet wove her Spider Web thick across the battlefield, while Achemous and Skull Wing handled threats from above.
But.
‘So strong.’
Simon felt cold sweat bead on his skin. In the exchange between Third and Prince, Prince was not gaining the upper hand.
Simon recalled what the Grand Duke had said days ago at the Northern Region’s tactical meeting.
—Let me warn you. The Three Siblings are far more formidable than imagination allows.
The ‘Northern Undead Lord’ transcends even the category of Ancient Undead—an absolute existence—yet is said to possess no combat prowess in its true form.
Instead, it can command countless undead, and it distributes its own power among three of them—and those three are the ‘Three Siblings.’
‘This is getting dangerous.’
Crack!
Prince was destroyed by Third once more, and returned via another of his lives.
[Hey, Simon!]
“Yeah?”
Prince panted, unable to contain his frustration.
Then he turned and looked directly at Simon.
[Try it out—that Corpse Explosion or whatever it is!]

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