Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 857
game start.
At the same time as the referee’s cry is heard.
-Intensified jet black in the body.
Elsom Pensey heard his opponent muttering.
Then, suddenly, the vision was reversed, and out of nowhere, he fell to the floor and his head was trampled on.
“?!”
What happened within seconds of the start of the match.
The entire arena was enveloped in silence.
“Big!”
The collapsed Elsom put one arm on the floor and forced his leg up. Aves backed away, parrying the attack with her palm.
‘You look ugly from the start…!’
If it’s Matou, this one doesn’t fall behind either. It is to the extent that it is proud to be at the top level among jet black mechanics departments.
Of course, Elsom’s true value was the jet-dark stream. He moved one arm and touched the wheel-shaped artifact he carried behind his back.
‘With the black magic that can be used the fastest…!’
Turduk.
chin. chin.
Then the sound of something hitting was heard and the casting was canceled. From the front, Aves, wearing red horn-rimmed glasses, was posing with her hand waving.
Elsom quickly turned around to see a small piece of metal stuck to the artifact’s surface.
‘Commendation?’
The letters engraved on the surface of the shuriken wriggled as if they were alive and came over to the artifact. The magic circle engraved on the artifact caused a malfunction all at once.
‘Is it magic circle hacking? no!’
Black magic that causes trouble by forcibly inserting formulas and circuits into the opponent’s magic circle.
5 seconds is all it takes to get it right. He grabbed the artifact again and tried to fix it.
Wow!
There was no way Aves would give him that kind of time. Out of nowhere, the front of his shoe appeared right in front of Elsom’s eyes, and Elsom stamped on his foot, saying, ‘Ahh!’ He made a noise and hit his back steps.
“What are you doing, Elsom! Don’t let your guard down!”
Elisa’s cry was heard from the side. Elsom wanted to shout for you to come and deal with him.
Bubbeobuck!
The game completely went over to Aves’ pace. Her fists pressed against Elsom’s stomach, and he stumbled backwards in the wake of her jolts.
“Whoa!”
He lifted his elbow and tried to shoot her, but she dodged with a light spin, kicking Elsom in the left calf, knocking Elsom to his knees, grabbing his hair, and kneeling on the bridge of his nose.
Deud deude deuk!
Along with the sound of his nose being crushed, Elsom’s head tilted back and double nosebleeds spewed out.
‘What is this?’
It is completely read both psychologically and physically.
It’s a shame. You can’t be defeated without using the magic circle once. Power came into his eyes.
‘The next attack will unconditionally counterattack!’
Whoops!
Her kick is coming from the right.
‘Guard with the left hand and a bayonet in the right hand…’
“It’s a bayonet after defense, right?”
‘!’
The direction of the kick, which had undoubtedly been flying in a straight line, was corrected, and Abes, who was about to raise his guard, wrapped his left arm around his leg like a snake.
“If you show this move, all the second graders do it.”
Soon after, she rode Elsom’s arm back and slammed Elsom’s right hand with the palm of her hand. The ‘mounted sword’ he was preparing in his right hand was released like a lie.
‘no!’
“Professor Hongfeng, the analysis of Liu’s Matou style is over. The second graders all learn from him.”
Aaaaaagh!
Then, shocked in the face, he tumbled to the floor.
However, Elsom, who had a lot of cramps, got up faster than he fell and stretched out his right arm.
“Big!”
“The ‘Water Blast’ magic circle to the right of 3.7M.”
Elsom’s eyes widened.
He really tried to prepare for a water blast, but the commendation with the coordinate disturbance effect was already flying to the place where he was going to spread the magic circle.
‘Then behind!’
“The ‘Tidal Wave’ magic circle in the rear. It’s useless.”
I don’t know when he opened it, but the magic circle of Abes was already unfolding behind his back. Coordinate confusion magic.
Aves, who blocked Elsom’s magic in advance, rushed in.
“damn!”
<Hongfeng Original – Chwita>
Elsom swung his right arm wrapped in a crowbar, but Abes suddenly disappeared on the floor, then stood up like a tumbler and stuck close to Elsom at attention.
Elsom, embarrassed by getting so close, tried to step back, but as if he had waited, Abeth’s right leg flashed and kicked him in the jaw.
‘how.’
Elsom felt unfair and wanted to burst into tears like a child.
How can the game not be solved like this even if it is not solved? Nothing I want to do is done, and the other person is doing whatever they want to do.
It was the first time he had been humiliated like this since becoming a necromancer.
[Elsom Penji: 6%]
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[Aves Quintanar: 92%]
‘Let’s calm down, this is a team fight. Haven’t we learned something from the Volcano Island group test!’
As he was being pushed away, he gritted his teeth and clasped his hands. In a place where Abes’ commendation or coordinate jamming magic circle couldn’t reach, he spread two long-range magic circles far away.
<Water Blast>
‘Even if I end up with the next attack, the gauge will be cut and hit!’
however.
Aves leaped to the side as if flying through the sky without finishing Elsom in front of him.
F*ck!
Then, he broke the long-distance magic circle with his kick. The magic circle shattered like a broken glass window.
‘Maturo magic circle?’
jjoong!
Abes, who flew to the opposite magic circle and destroyed it, returned to Elsom in the blink of an eye.
“I’m sorry. I trampled on even the slightest bit of hope.”
She struck Elsom’s dazed face with her jet-black fist.
Whoa!
A sandstorm blew in the direction where Elsom fell with a deafening sound.
Students in the stands covered their faces with their arms or held their hair and bowed their heads.
The storm will soon pass.
The referee raised his hand.
“Winner, student Aves Quintanar.”
* * *
After that, the Gyeonggi-do flowed unilaterally.
Pooh!
“Winner, student Aves Quintanar.”
Wow!
“Winner, student Aves Quintanar.”
Enemy!
Kwaddeudeuk!
“Winner, student Aves Quintanar!”
Everyone was opening their mouths at the one-man show of a third year student.
Aves took down three sophomores who came out one after another. The score was 4:0 in an instant. Elsom, who has good toughness, held up well, and the other students were caught up in her pace and defeated without even flinching.
“Heuk!”
Even Raheim, the lord of the snowfield castle, who uses forbidden snow magic, could not compete with her. I tried to keep her in check by laying snow around her and creating an ice sheet on her, but Abes expected her, hanging her magic circle under her feet and running around freely.
“I knew it would be like this.”
d!ck, who was watching from the stands, sighed deeply. Meirin had a blank look on her face, and Cami Varez was turning her head away with her eyes closed as if he couldn’t bear to see her.
Simon looked at d!ck.
“What kind of necromancer is Aves-senpai?”
“Before I joined the new student council, I was the representative of the 3rd year Matus Department.”
d!ck responded with a shrug.
“Then isn’t that the end of the explanation? That woman is the strongest martial artist in this school.”
Outwardly, he was a little taller than normal female students, and overall had the impression of a typical model student wearing red horn-rimmed glasses with a skinny body, but in fact, he was the top of the Matou department.
Her skill is an extreme short-term battle.
Based on a detailed analysis of the opponent, it blocks and suppresses all the actions the opponent is trying to make, and forces them to fight in combat. His psychological warfare and analytical skills are so good that he can tell what the opponent is trying to do just by looking at his eyes.
“Also, Abes senior, although he is the representative of the Martial Arts Department, his written grades are said to be the 1st in the entire 3rd year. They say that he is an unprecedented student in the history of 300 years of the Martial Arts Department.
d!ck rested his chin as he said that.
“To describe it, it’s like Meirin who is good at fighting……”
puck!
Mei Lin, who immediately flushed, slapped d!ck on the forearm.
“Hey! Even if you describe it, it’s real!”
“Ah! It hurts!”
“And the case is completely different! I’m a necromancer from the Ivory Tower, whose main focus is the jet black element system!”
She snorted and crossed her arms.
“If I had gone out, I wouldn’t have been so vain.”
“I wonder if that glasses-noona’s kick will come to me even after I get kicked in the face. Anyway-“
d!ck’s expression turned a little serious after he joked about it.
Laheim also fell out of the game before I knew it, and Elisa, the last runner, stepped in. However, she is also quite struggling. She was busy running away in a spirited state.
“I tried to beat Abes without knowing that background, so there’s no way I could be an opponent.”
Kamibarez tilted his head.
“By the way, why would such a great person stay in 7th overall?”
“Actually, there is a strategy. The 3rd years know their classmate, Aves, and have learned how to deal with it while fighting throughout the 3 years.”
d!ck raised his fingertips.
“To put it bluntly, even after 5 minutes from the start of the game, Senior Aves’ win rate drops below 60%. .”
Simon nodded and looked at the bracket.
“It’s a pity that there is not a single person in the Matus Department right now.”
“Oh, I didn’t even follow Dae Jin-woon.”
It would have been a worthy match if the magic sword user Jule had appeared here, but such a subjunctive was actually meaningless.
In the last game, Elisa’s spiritization was over, and in the end, it became an aspect where Aves was pushing close and pushing one-sidedly.
“Sigh!”
Elisa, who had been slapped in the face, rolled roughly on the floor.
‘I really can’t do anything!’
She raised her head.
Aves, who was cluttered with things like necklaces with strange beads I had never seen before, was running. It was an artifact exclusive to the Great Necromancer.
Elisa wiped the blood from her mouth with her sleeve.
‘Besides, I couldn’t even use the ghost ship.’
Around them, ghost ships were upside down or stuck on the floor upside down.
The ghost ship takes time to open the subspace and escape because of its enormous weight and size.
In that very little gap, Abes threw a strange artifact called a spatial anchor into the subspace, and the moment the ghost ship was about to get out of the subspace, the direction was twisted and turned upside down or protruded upside down and crashed into the ground.
Until now, I thought it would be enough to take out the ghost ship from subspace.
A weakness that even Elisa herself did not know about. It is a tactic that cannot be used without thoroughly analyzing the opponent.
‘You mean you investigated and attacked all of the 370 sophomores in that short amount of time?’
Wow!
Elisha took a defensive stance with the clumsy manners she learned in her first year, but Aves, who took a slight detour, grabbed Elisa’s hair and threw her off balance, then thrust a jet-black fist into her side.
Even dogfighting that high-ranking students hate. It’s a look that doesn’t cover water and fire for victory.
‘If I get hit like this, it’s 6:0. The morale of the sophomores will hit rock bottom.’
Even in the midst of the pain, Elisha’s pupils were filled with energy.
‘I can’t do it!’
snap!
Elisha, who was overcome with evil, jumped in, bleeding, and grabbed Aves by the waist with both arms.
‘?!’
Embarrassed Aves tried to take it off, but she used all her strength to pick it up and turn it away.
“Now! Shoot!”
Then, one of the guns of the ghost ship, which had fallen to the floor and did not move, moved.
<Spirit Cannon>
The shells loaded with spirit exploded as they hit Elisa and Aves at the same time. Their bodies soared through the air and then fell to the ground.
“It’s great…!”
In the dust, Aves licked his lips and stood up. The horn-rimmed spectacles he was wearing shattered and fell to the floor.
“Why did you do such a stupid thing…!”
Then the referee raised his hand.
[Elisa Celine: 3%]
[Aber Quintanar: 0%]
“It’s a victory for Elisa Celine’s students.”
Almost for the first time since the game started, small cheers erupted from the sophomore stands.
“……I don’t understand.”
This was an unexpected situation. It was unimaginable that Elisa of the prestigious Celine family, who grew up like a flower in a greenhouse, had done it.
Aves rose from his seat.
“I’ll give you one piece of advice. If you do that in real life, even if you do it well, it’s a double suicide, and if you don’t, only the one with good stamina will survive.
“What do you know?”
Elisa, who was lying on the floor and her clothes were tanned, stuck out her tongue.
“This isn’t a real fight. Ebebe.”
Abeth, bent down and holding the shattered red glasses, turned and walked away.
In the end, after dealing with six people in a row, Abes, whose life gauge continued to drop due to the state of ‘intensifying pitch-black in the body’, was defeated first.
“Good work! Aves!”
“the best!”
The next year’s 3rd grade classmates rushed in. One of her handed her a bucket of water, and the other took off her coat and put it over her shoulder.
“How was your sophomore Top 10?”
A motive asked. She drank her water for a moment, then glanced at Elisa.
“A year from now, if experience and practical capabilities are added here and there…”
She slowly closed her eyes.
“I’ll stand in a high place where people like me are hard to look up to.”
“huh?”
“never mind.”
The next game started like that, and Elisa Celine was eliminated in one minute by the third grader who came next.
* * *
The sophomores accepted their disastrous report cards.
6 to 1.
It took six sophomores to catch one third grader. It was a truly disastrous defeat.
golden generation.
star of the future.
A jockey who has experienced both the St.
Super-luxury faculty.
An elite jockey with 360 survivors by the second semester of the second year.
The spear of the future that will destroy Epenel.
The sophomores have been excited about receiving praises for evaluating them so far. On the other hand, I expected that Agel would be able to compete with the 3rd grade jockeys who were rated the worst with pure skills somehow.
But the results were different.
Even after going through the second semester of the second year, which is said to learn the most things, it was still a huge gap except for staying at Keyzen for one more year.
-……I didn’t expect it to make such a difference.
– I can’t lift my face.
The morale of the sophomores fell to the floor.
If it had not been for Elisa’s last struggle to catch Abes, the worst situation would have happened, with six second-years in a row to one third-year.
At least, it was to the extent of avoiding that and saving face. It was true that morale was extremely low.
“Sweetie, the atmosphere has completely gone over there.”
said d!ck, sounding troubled. Simon was quietly looking at the third grade crowd.
It was almost a festive mood over there. In particular, it was quite uncomfortable to see Sota Psyche excitedly chatting next to Ballack.
“Everything, I’ll be sure to win the next match!”
Kamibarez flapped his wings and clenched his two small fists.
“You confirmed the potential of our 329th class in the group test! We won’t lose!”
“That’s right, Kami!”
Meirin also nodded firmly. d!ck shrugged her shoulders.
“I have to win unconditionally. But if I lose the next match, it’s just a 4-game losing streak. It’s just that the will to win will be broken…”
“Peck.”
Mei Lin rolled her eyes, and d!ck closed his mouth.
In the meantime, the headquarters staff was picking out the contents of the next game and blowing it into the air. The moderator Conrad exclaimed.
“The content of the next game is ‘Highland Occupation War’!”
The Hill Occupation War was a simple rule in which the team that captured all four occupied lands at the end of the field would win. The hill is replaced by a magic circle, and you can occupy it by standing on top of the magic circle for 1 minute.
“The second game is a team event with 10 elite players! We will select students from among the top 50 students! Then, from the second year!”
The most tense moment.
A staff member from headquarters took the list out of the snake’s mouth and threw it.
“The first student on the 2nd year team is…!”
Confirming the name floating in the air, Conrad exclaimed in a loud voice.
“This is Merida Hugh Ickel!”
The 2nd year students, who were in a depressed mood, heard the name and stood up all at once. The 3rd graders, who had been in a festive mood, turned their heads as dumb as they ate honey.
the start of all this.
A mint-colored haired girl with a blanket wrapped around her shoulders rose from her seat in a calm rage.
