Necromancer Academy's Genius Summoner Chapter 873

Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 873

“What kind of bullshit is this?”

Kilovanian stared at Balak with a cold expression. Then his gaze turned to Grimoire.

“Grimoir. Weren’t you trying to retrieve the test subject BC1? Why are BC1 and the dark book separated?”

“Kilovanian…!”

Balak gritted his teeth and tried to reach him but Grimoire raised his arm to stop him.

“No Balak.”

“You get out of here. I’ll deal with you.”

She vomited one word.

“please.”

“….”

Only then did Balak stop. Grimoire took a step forward instead.

“I’ll explain. I can explain Kilovanian. As a researcher I made this decision…”

Fu-wook!

Her words were cut off by an unpleasant sound of flesh being torn.

Grimoire’s pupils moved slowly and turned downward.

“ah.”

A kilovanian’s arm was sticking out through his own chest. Her own blood flowed down her face.

“Ah what. No need to explain.”

Kilovanian who came back behind her stuttered.

“Traitor Grimoire. I knew you were obsessed with test subject BC1. We were paying attention too but we never thought we would go this far.”

puck!

Kilovanian removed his arm. Her legs gave out and she fell to her knees.

“It’s a pity to get rid of such a talented genius researcher but it can’t be helped.”

Seeing this Balak’s eyes fluttered.

“Kilovanian!!”

< Remake Infernal Armor >

His body was wrapped in poisonous armor at once and all the power of the armor was concentrated in his right arm. With it which had turned into a bloated hammer Balak struck Kilovanian in the face.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Grimoire’s laboratory was violently shaken. Books spilled from the bookshelves and the curtains fluttered violently.

no way-

In the smoke that was thick like an explosion Kilovanian’s unconcerned voice flowed out.

“You’re kidding right?”

“!”

Kilovanian who approached without defending himself pulled out his right hand from inside his coat and patted Balak on the face.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh-!

Its ripple effect was different. Dirt whirled around and the tables around it fell and rose into the air. Balak flew wild and flew to the opposite wall and crashed into it.

“Is this the strongest Kizen?

tutu tuk-

Ballak his nose bone shattered and his face reddened into a fist nodded like a broken doll.

Even in the midst of that instinctively the hand was wriggling and was trying to use black magic.

“The air is polluted again.”

The Kilovanian who smelled the sniff wrinkled his brow.

“I hate unpleasant environments.”

Jerk Jeop Jeop.

He approached the fallen Valak with slow steps.

“Hurry up and go to rest…”

Having said that Kilovanian sent his right arm behind his head without looking back. Pale purple slashes collided like tidal waves scattering butterfly-shaped fragments in all directions.

“…wow.”

Kilovanian turned around in a somewhat bewildered voice as if he was surprised.

“How the hell are you alive? Vice-Chancellor.”

Jane half of her suit stained red with blood was walking. One arm was hanging limp as if it had been disabled and the leg limped as if it were uncomfortably but the momentum was as strong as it was.

Her sad eyes turned to the fallen Balak and to Grimoire who had a hole in his chest.

“I haven’t signed their expulsion papers yet.”

percussion.

With one hand she moved she unbuttoned the button and dropped her dress shirt to the floor. A white shirt stained red was exposed.

He untied his tie and gathered his hair into a tight tie.

“So they are ‘still’ students of Keygen. The authority to punish them rests with me not you.”

“Nice.”

Kilovanian pretended to rub his eyes.

“It’s more amazing than that. This is it. I was confident because it was a structure where people who didn’t know my abilities could never beat me. I’m not Vice President Kisen for nothing.”

“Your ability.”

Push!

Kilovanian ‘huh?’ He looked at the back of his hand rubbing his eyes with a smile on his face.

A long scar was drawn on the back of his hand and blood was gushing out.

“I think I know roughly.”

Kilovanian’s expression which had always spat out words with a calm face cooled in an instant.

“Yes really you. I have to kill you here somehow.”

“If you can.”

The two strongmen jumped into each other at the same time and clashed.

At that time when a series of huge shock sounds were heard in the laboratory the pupils of Grimoire who had collapsed against the wall moved.

“….”

She saw the stunned Ballack in her eyes and squeezed out her last strength to move my fingertips. Soon her fingertips touched the uniform jacket and pulled out a red necklace from her pocket.

ugh-

The jet black flowed from her fingertips and passed to the necklace.

* * *

“Heo-eok! Whoo-wook!”

At the same time Simon and Kazan were breaking through the maze in a rather ignorant way.

The wall of the maze increased according to the height the two of them climbed but it was possible to jump over the wall if it instantly increased its speed and exceeded the maximum height of the maze wall.

However every time I crossed a wall I consumed too much jet black and stamina and the biggest problem was.

“Your condition is getting worse and worse.”

It was that Simon’s condition poisoned by poison was getting worse as time passed. Kazan stopped walking and looked back at Simon.

“Simon you need to rest. If you keep moving too vigorously your life could be in danger.”

“It’s okay Kazan.”

Simon gasped and tried to smile.

“It’s nothing else it’s a chance to find out the base of the society? And if you don’t finish this job you won’t be able to get treatment outside.”

“but….”

“!”

At that moment as if Simon felt something his pupils widened. Soon he reached into the pocket of his uniform and took out the necklace Grimoire gave him.

“Did you still have that ominous thing?”

Kazan clicked his tongue.

“Kazan look at this.”

Simon showed the necklace to Kazan.

“It’s Grimoire’s black magic. It’s letting us know its location.”

“…It certainly seems that way but why is she giving us her location? It could be a trap.”

“There’s no reason for Grimoire to sell such an obvious trap. And.”

Simon felt her jet-blackness.

Her jet black was very faint and dangerous. It was like a candle that was about to go out.

intuition.

I felt I had to go here. Simon made a judgment based purely on intuition and lowered his stance.

“I’ll go first.”

“hmm?”

Simon closed his eyes and slowly raised his concentration.

A power that transcends space that can only be used while wearing a peer. This wasn’t the kind of skill Simon could use at will whenever he wanted.

What is most needed is the will to find the opponent.

As much as we have to twist the principle of the world and twist everything that gets in the way we need desperate and desperate motivation and mindset.

‘I can’t miss this opportunity to find the base of the association.’

I have seen countless tragedies caused by association.

I have seen the sorrow and blood of many people.

I don’t know what name and purpose the association operates under but I can’t let them play as they please any longer.

Simon’s eyes feel the jet black of Grimoire.

Her face is seen narrowly and blurry like a telescope.

That’s enough. Simon’s body and mind are pushed there as if caught in a current.

< Legion Flag – Jump Over >

Woo woo woo woo woo woo!

The power to break through ignoring everything except the target. It breaks through all the obstacles and railings in the way and breaks through space itself.

In a very short time close to an instant.

“?!”

“!!”

Simon’s body reaches Grimoire’s laboratory.

It is an appearance without any foreshadowing. Jane and Kilovanian who were facing each other’s attacks are shocked to see it.

Simon’s vision which rotated as if gliding in the air captured the entire situation for a short moment.

Grimoire died with a hole in his chest.

Balak leans against the wall and wanders between death and death.

Jane fights ferociously while shedding blood.

A mysterious man dealing with her.

Simon’s judgment was quick.

“Haaaaaaaaa!”

The greatsword of destruction strikes the man in the back. As if blocked by some transparent wall Kaga-gak! It pierces the air with a sound and soon cuts the man’s back even thinly.

He said ‘Kuu!’ It staggered with a noise and Jane who had not lost the balance of the collapsing force swung her scythe and dealt a significant blow to the man.

Damn!

The man runs backwards dripping blood. As Jane rushes forward and continues to push him Simon who has landed softly on the floor looks in one direction.

Distorted crimson portal.

It is the same portal used in the society.

‘found. The portal to the base of the society is certain!’

Now is your only chance. Simon who activated the coordinate artifact under his clothes charged toward the portal.

“You’re kidding where are you going?”

However Kilovanian who was dealing with Jane came out of nowhere in front of the portal and kicked Simon.

Boom!

With a roar Simon’s body shuddered backwards. Even though he blocked the kick with the Greatsword of Destruction his whole body rattled.

‘Ugh! My wrist was bruised in one blow!’

[Be careful boy!]

Peer warned me in my head.

[Something is different from the enemies so far. It is a powerful enemy of a completely different dimension!]

It was the first time that Peer an ancient undead expressed his enemies so highly.

Simon also measured the opponent’s strength with a single blow.

“I almost got scolded. Seeing that you’re trying to go right into the portal there must be some ulterior motive right?”

Kilovanian snapped his finger! As soon as it bounced the portal slowly began to close.

“I don’t know what but it won’t be like that.”

Sweat broke out on Simon’s forehead.

‘I was seen through.’

“The Commander of the Legion of Betrayal.”

Then Jane approached from behind and called Simon.

‘Professor Jane!’

The wound looked quite large but Jane was spreading the magic circle at an astounding speed befitting a professor of pitch black mechanics.

“You must have met Kazan right?”

“….”

“I’ll make an opening. Break through when I signal.”

breakthrough.

She knew that the goal of this side was to contain the fixed coordinates of the association’s base as an ‘artifact’.

It’s not clear whether he knows who he is or not but now wasn’t the time to ponder that question. Simon nodded and straightened his grip on the Greatsword of Destruction.

“Ayy it’s useless.”

Kilovanian stood in front of the shrinking portal. Something like a wave spread from the floor he was standing on.

‘…I feel the same power as White.’

I’m not sure but it feels like a finished white.

It is unknown whether or not even the word “monster” can pierce the lack of human beings. But Simon trusted Jane.

“Now!”

< transfer >

At the same time she completed the magic circle Simon charged.

Kilovanian opened his arms revealing his teeth. But without him noticing a butterfly was coming up from Jane’s cut earlier.

At the same time the butterfly disintegrated it created a magic circle with Kilovanian’s blood and activated it itself.

“!”

The positions of Jane and Kilovanian have been switched.