Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner - Chapter 686

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The Summoning Genius of the Necromancer School — Chapter 686
Ten Abysses created by the North God. In only one of them dwells the true North God.
Of course, those on the outside couldn’t distinguish where the North God was hiding. So each legion’s Ancient Undead spread out with their forces, systematically conquering the Abysses.
And.
[Hmm.]
Erzsebet found herself in dire straits.
[Troublesome.]
The North God’s undead that frequently emerged in this Abyss resembled a mutated Drake — a creature with a dinosaur-like appearance and a sturdy exoskeleton despite being dead. The venomous fangs of her Corpse Spiders could scarcely pierce through the thing’s hard carapace.
—Scraaaape!
Knowing they had their quarry cornered, the creatures thrust out their long necks and flicked their tongues, slowly encircling Erzsebet.
But they only surrounded her — they dared not strike rashly.
Thwip—
Invisible spider webs wove thickly around her. The standoff dragged on.
She stood lost in thought, plucking at the webs she’d laid with the tips of her fingers.
‘I don’t have time for this.’
In short: this place was a dead end.
Erzsebet had descended all the way to the bottom of the Abyss to search, but the North God was nowhere to be found.
The moment she turned to climb back out, undead came pouring down from above as though they’d been waiting.
Fighting while ascending was naturally harder than fighting while descending.
[I’ve always thought it — the North God fights with elegant cunning.]
She crossed her arms and drew up the Darkness around her.
[Even if I have to force my way through here….]
“Erzsebet!”
Her eyebrows twitched.
In the chaotic din of enemy encirclement, that voice pierced through to her ears with crystalline clarity.
She lifted her head and saw a blue-haired boy she held dear plummeting into the Abyss.
[Co-, Commander?]
The undead surrounding her naturally turned their heads toward Simon, sensing an easier target, and began assuming attack positions.
‘Without Pier or Herseba? How reckless!’
Entering an Abyss without the Legion Commander’s power, relying only on a regular Kizen student’s full strength — it was suicide.
Erzsebet frantically swept her arms, sending the surrounding webs hurtling toward the creatures.
‘Too late!’
The Drake undead lunged at Simon with their jaws wide open. Sparks flashed in her eyes.
‘I will protect him — no matter what!’
Blazeeeee!
Teal-Blue Darkness came crashing through her spider webs. Sensing her psychic intent, Simon thrust his arm downward in response.
‘Gehaim!’
The thin threads bloomed into thick chains, bristling with hair. Her teal-blue eyes blazed as she moved her arms like a madwoman at a piano’s keys.
A moment of silence hung in the Abyss.
Crunch-crunch-crunch!
The Drake undead shattered, exoskeletons and all, raining down like severed carrots. The cavern walls around them fractured like pie crust, splitting in places where the force had struck.
[Commander Simon!]
Having annihilated every enemy, Erzsebet rushed forward with a choked sob and caught Simon as he descended from above, crushing him to her chest.
[Ah! Commander! My light! My sun! Are you hurt?]
She spun his body around a few times, then lifted him high into the air. Simon dangled and jerked upward as she raised her arms.
The difference in raw strength between an Ancient Undead and a human was staggering — with each of her movements, he swung like a doll.
“Erzsebet, I’m getting dizzy.”
[Thank heavens you’re safe!]
Having witnessed his safety with her own eyes once more, Erzsebet squeezed him tightly. Then, feigning anger, she spoke.
[Still, that was reckless! Charging into battle without Pier or Herseba!]
“What’s reckless about it?”
Simon grinned and added,
“You’re here.”
At those words, her eyes glistened with emotion and she embraced him so fiercely that Simon let out a strangled sound.
[Those words and that picture-perfect smile! This girl feels she’s already earned all the rewards of the Northern Expedition!]
“Th-, that’s good then.”
[What about the Abyss you explored with that staff woman?]
“I made it all the way to the bottom and back safely.”
Simon shrugged as he answered.
“Of course, there was no North God there either. Can you put me down now?”
Erzsebet was startled that Simon had descended to the bottom faster than she had, and she set him down on the ground.
[Did you use the Grand Duke’s flag?]
“I was going to.”
Simon withdrew the Golden Flag from his Subspace and showed it to her.
“But Herseba talked me out of it.”
Thanks to Herseba pushing herself to drag the undead into the Sand World, they’d been able to preserve the flag.
Of course, Herseba had been completely depleted by the backlash of using Gehaim and the Sand World both.
Erzsebet nodded as she listened to the story.
[Even in this Abyss, there was no sign of the North God.]
“Good. Let’s move on to the next one.”
He couldn’t speak for the other locations, but at the very least they’d succeeded in clearing two out of ten.
Simon approached and clung to her like a child seeking comfort, and Erzsebet smiled with obvious satisfaction, stroking the crown of his head as if petting a child.
“Go, quickly!”
Simon cried out, embarrassed.
[As you command!]
She raised her right arm and grasped the spider web. Both their feet instantly lifted from the ground as they began to be pulled upward smoothly.
[Which direction shall we head next?]
“Let’s check on Prince first.”
Simon smiled meaningfully.
“I have a way to settle it quickly.”

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Riding Erzsebet’s spider web, the two of them quickly escaped the Abyss and emerged onto the surface.
[The breeze is lovely! Hold the Girl tight.]
“Right.”
Erzsebet connected spider webs to the undead nests that towered like pillars on either side, then moved by traversing those webs.
She pointed to one of the ten abysses.
[That’s the Abyss where Prince entered!]
“I’m counting on you.”
Simon and Erzsebet connected the spider web to the surface, then descended into the Abyss as if climbing down a rope.
There was no enemy attack. Only the traces of Prince’s battle with the zombie forces were scattered chaotically throughout.
Undead creatures lay crushed like insects in various places, and there were walls gouged and dented, apparently from the impact of Prince’s Hidden Card Punch.
[Can you sense Prince’s mental communication?]
“Not yet.”
Simon’s eyes were narrowed in deep concentration.
“He seems to have ventured quite deep and is still fighting.”
The range of mental communication Simon could perceive didn’t extend far enough to reach Prince’s location.
But instead.
‘I have a more certain method than mental communication!’
Simon held Erzsebet’s waist with one arm while extending the other hand straight ahead.
Whirrrrr!
Darkness spread above his palm like a blueprint in mid-air, drawing formulas and geometric shapes. It was an extraordinarily complex Corpse Explosion Magic Circle designed for Prince.
‘I’ve been researching and refining this the whole time in the Northern Region!’
Nine magic circles rotated and interlocked with each other. Seeing this, Erzsebet blinked her long eyelashes.
[What are you doing?]
“I’m using Black Magic to sense Prince’s location. I’ve deployed the Corpse Explosion Magic Circle, so keep descending.”
Erzsebet lowered the spider web, and the two of them descended rapidly into the deeper reaches of the Abyss.
Simon maintained his concentration, aiming the magic circle downward.
But the magic circle failed to locate its target and continued to idle. With the formula unable to lock onto its subject, it merely fluttered uselessly, making a sound like an empty trigger being pulled.
Then.
Click!
The magic circle found its target. Formulas and rune language moved rapidly throughout, preparing the magic circle for activation.
“I’ve locked onto Prince! Stop here!”
Erzsebet stopped the spider web from descending further. The two of them dangled from the web, looking downward.
All that was visible was pitch darkness. Every so often, distant booming sounds—Boom-! Boom-!—echoed sporadically from below.
Whirrrrr!
The magic circle lost its target. Simon shouted.
“Erzsebet! Lower me down just a bit more!”
[Yes!]
As they descended further, the magic circle reacquired its target. In this manner, maintaining a precarious distance from Prince, Simon prepared the magic circle.
He’d locked onto the target, but the Magic Circle hadn’t activated properly, and the fist—the crucial trigger—remained unclenched. His open palm trembled uselessly.
Prince’s Corpse Explosion condition hadn’t been met yet.
Then.
‘There!’
The moment drew near when his will would align, the Dark Element would flow, the Magic Circle would settle into place, and his fist would clench to the rhythm.
Miss the timing even once, and it was over. Simon squeezed his fist with all his strength.
‘Corpse Explosion!’
The Magic Circle activated with precision, and a sensation like a button being pressed surged through his entire body. Simon screamed with his throat raw.
“Now! Go! Erzsebet!”
Erzsebet pulled the spider web immediately.
Both their bodies shot upward violently at the same moment.
Boom-crash!
From below the pitch-black Abyss, a brilliant flash rose like a second sun, searing and intense.
Scorching heat reached his feet.
‘It’s coming!’
The shockwave of the explosion climbed the walls of the Abyss. The entire chasm burned with fierce, furious light.
Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom!
Even as the two of them climbed at tremendous speed, the blast smoke chased them relentlessly, threatening to swallow them whole. The velocity was absurd.
Crash-crash-crash-crash-crash!
His skin stung from the searing heat pouring up from below.
“We’re getting caught! Can’t you go faster?”
[This is maximum speed!]
The shockwave tore viciously through the Abyss’s walls as it rose.
Simon lifted his head. The sky drew steadily closer.
“Now!”
[Yes!]
Erzsebet yanked out a fresh web to the side. Both she and Simon grabbed the thread with one hand each.
Whiiiiip!
As the spider web retracted, both of them burst free from the Abyss and tumbled across the frozen ground.
“Ugh!”
They rolled frantically over the snow-covered floor. Even as they tumbled, Simon kept his eyes fixed on the Abyss behind them.
And the instant they escaped.
Kaaaaa-boooom!
Like a volcano erupting, a massive explosion and pillar of dust and ash shot into the sky.
“Heh. Hahaha…!”
Seeing it, Simon lay spread-eagle on the ground with a dazed, delirious laugh.
Roooooar!
The mushroom cloud of dust rose into the heavens.
Simon, staring blankly up at the sky, spoke into the ring on his left hand.
“Good work, Prince. Leave the rest to me.”
The ring vibrated a couple of times, then fell silent.
The third Abyss.
Completely cleared.
He hadn’t seen the inside directly, but if the North God had been in there, it would’ve been obliterated without question.
‘And that was with firepower held back.’
Herseba, Erzsebet, and Prince alike.
The new techniques were proving themselves devastatingly effective in real combat.
The Legion had undoubtedly grown far stronger since arriving in the Northern Region.
‘That leaves seven more.’
Simon brushed off his pants and looked toward the Abyss. Erzsebet approached him with a light step.
[Commander. Where shall I escort you next?]
Simon paused to think, then spoke.
“We’ll split up and move—”
Boom-boom-boom-boom!
But one Abyss was making an unusually loud commotion.
Brilliant blue liquid spouted up like fountains from several points.
‘Impressive.’
The 2nd Legion’s Ancient Undead.
Pluto was fighting directly ahead.

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