Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner Chapter 1216

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Episode 1217

[Where is Simon Pollentia? Renegades.]

The savior of the city and the ruler of the city.

Hieromir appeared through a crack in the collapsed wall of the revolutionary army’s main camp.

Juul immediately grabbed the handle of the magic sword and stood guard, and Arendia also hesitantly lifted the bag containing the sacred missiles and prepared for battle.

Davina, who fell to the floor, still had a dazed look on her face as if she was in shock.

“How did you get here…” … !”

[Did you think I wouldn’t know?]

Hieromir raised the corners of his mouth.

[There are many people who want to profit by reporting traitors. Even if they are people who are devoted to the residents. Davina.]

“Ugh!”

An enraged Davina immediately grabbed the mortar lying on the ground, spun around, and fired.

A shell flew with a loud bang and hit Hieromir’s face straight in and exploded.

Coo coo coo coo!

Hieromir’s face was completely obscured by the smoke, and the giant stopped moving. As Arendi lowered the mortar and gasped for breath, Jules shouted.

“There is no way a savior could suffer that much! Hurry and avoid!”

Boom! Boom!

Hieromir strode forward, a cloud of smoke hanging from his face.

The sight was eerie and threatening, reminiscent of an undead moving with its head blown off.

<Jules Original – Ilryun>

Sigh!

Jules, who had taken a stance with his sword drawn, swung his sword like a whip, but Hieromir deflected the attack with the back of his hand and walked towards him.

[It tickles.]

Finally, the smoke cleared, revealing the grinning face of Hieromir.

[I will ask again. Where is Simon Pollentia?]

“now!”

Kwakwakwak!

Camivarez flew up behind Hieromir.

After going downstairs, they took possession of his back by breaking the ceiling and coming up.

<Blood Silk>

Churrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

The spread blood badge wrapped itself around Camivarez’s right arm, and she led the curtain forward and extended her fist towards the back of Hieromir’s head.

“Dieeeeeeeeeee!”

Blah blah blah blah!

As Kamibares swings his fist, the banner unfolds beautifully and flutters in all directions. The overwhelming blow causes the entire building to shake violently.

A blow that even someone who doesn’t know much about combat would be amazed and say it worked.

however.

[Did a mosquito bite you?]

Hieromir stared at the Kamibares behind him, his eerie pupils moving.

He raised his hand and swatted the Kamibarezu away like a bug.

“Big!”

The curtain immediately wrapped around her body as if protecting it, but the destructive power that Hieromir unleashed was beyond imagination. Kamibares’s body flew through the wall, destroying nearby houses and factories one after another as it continued to spread endlessly.

Kookookookook!

Everyone turned their heads and looked in fascination at the shattered and collapsing residences and factories.

[The only thing I care about is Simon Pollentia.]

Hieromir massaged the back of his neck and looked at the others.

[Tell me where he is. Then I will erase all his memories and make him live as a member of the lowest class.]

“That nonsense! I can’t listen to it anymore.”

The general representative of Kizen’s Matuhak.

After adjusting his posture properly, Jules Vincere grabbed the handle of the magic sword and pressed it down.

<Juul Original – Brain Demon>

썣썄죣죣죣죣죣!

Countless sword strikes spread out and cut into Hieromir’s body one after another.

“Haaaaaah!”

Arendia, who had no courage, opened her bag and fired a sacred missile. Other revolutionary soldiers also came down from the rooftop holding onto ropes and fired mortars.

Kukukuk!

Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwak!

It was a joint offensive between the continent’s magic and Whiteland’s technology, but Hieromir walked forward through the smoke and activated the communication device in his ear.

[Firing from 1st to 4th gun.]

A deafening sound of gunfire echoes beyond the wall.

A beam of destruction that condensed Koral was fired from a flying battleship floating in the sky.

Everyone who sensed the artillery fire either crouched down or retreated, but the direction the main gun was coming from was none other than Hieromir.

“What are you doing, shooting your own side?” … !”

Arendia said as if she didn’t understand, but Davina raised her voice.

“That’s the correct way to use it! Everyone be careful!”

Suuu-

Hieromir opened his palm toward the pouring purple flash without even turning his head.

A black hole appeared in front of his palm, and all the firepower of the main gun was sucked into the hole. Hieromir waved his hand with a satisfied smile.

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[Do you know what it means to rule over space?]

Woof! Woof! Woof!

A black hole appeared in the air in the direction he swung his hand. After understanding the situation, everyone panicked and ran away.

Sigh!

Chaaaaaaaah!

The purple flash just now poured down fiercely, attacking the revolutionary army members and Simon and his group from all directions at the same time. A member of the revolutionary army who lost his leg after being hit by a flash of light fell down in agony. Juul hurriedly raised his magic sword to try to catch the bombardment, but he had to retreat for a long time and eventually had to dodge by throwing his body away.

[Surrender before overwhelming power.]

He moved his thick fingers rhythmically. This time, a small gap appeared in the air, and a series of small, long chalk-like flashes of light poured out of it.

Extreme control that feels as if it has been processed, even though it has only been adjusted to space.

The color drained from Jules’ face when he saw that sight.

‘The control of the ability is extremely meticulous!’

While the revolutionary army’s main base was being destroyed by bombing, Hieromir, who had been standing leisurely, suddenly rushed forward.

Snap!

Then, he grabbed the neck of Jules, who was the most difficult among them, and lifted him up. Jules’ legs came off the floor.

“Go, stop the attack!”

As soon as Jules was captured, the revolutionary army stopped attacking. Hieromir smiled calmly and spoke.

[I think you know. Knife wielder.]

“Coolook! Crack!”

[Tell me Simon Pollentia’s location.]

Grumbling.

More and more force was being applied to Jules’ neck, as if it might break his neck bones. Juul protected only his neck with his magic weapon, ‘Black Clothes’, and then moved his trembling arms to grab the handle of the magic sword on his waist! I caught it making a sound.

Hieromir said as if it were funny.

[Even if you swing it a thousand times, you can’t cut my skin with a blade like that.]

“Okay then!”

This time, Davina kicked the floor and rushed at her. In her hand was a purple spear used by seekers.

“Eat this!”

She activated the spear tip and stabbed Hieromir in the side. It didn’t quite penetrate her skin, but she pressed down on her spear with all the strength she had as she nursed it.

“Aaaah!”

To Hieromir’s surprise, blood began to flow from his side.

[dare.]

Hieromir, with blood vessels sprouting on his forehead from anger, put his hand around Jool’s neck and punched her in the face. Davina said ‘Kya!’ It flew away with a sound, hit the wall, and fell down.

[Yes, it reminds me for the first time in a long time why I settled in this world.]

Thud thud.

Hieromir approached.

[I founded The City after hearing information that there was a mineral in this world that could tear my body apart. Isn’t it fun? Davina.]

“… … .”

[Shall I tell you a more interesting story?]

He bared his teeth.

[The ‘revolutionary’ you so admired is dead.]

Davina’s eyes widened when she heard those words.

“Lies! No way!”

[Even after six months of death, the revolutionary was also handed over to your revolutionary army members who claimed to be his subordinates. Wasn’t it all in vain?]

He grabbed Davina’s hair and pulled her down.

[And for the past six months, I was the one pretending to be a dead revolutionary and giving information.]

“… … !!”

[Yes, now you’re starting to notice something strange. Everything was done to weed out those renegades who look like cockroaches. Today is the day to reap the fruits of your labor.]

Crunch!

Hieromir, who heard the sound of metal, turned around. Juul raised his trembling body and held his magic sword in its sheath, holding it in a reverse posture.

[You said you couldn’t kill me with a knife. Knife-wielding.]

“… … .”

Jules just closed his eyes and concentrated.

A technique that gathers the power of the magic sword into one point and penetrates everything.

A technique that even defeated Sigmund wearing a Celestial Protector.

<Jules Original – Myungryun>

A black line stretched out silently. Hieromir turned his body with a strange look in his eyes, and the line passed over part of his shoulder.

It wasn’t fatal, but definitely a penetrating wound.

He looked at his bleeding shoulder, his eyes flashing white. He threw Davina aside and strode towards Jules.

[That sword. I suddenly want it.]

‘Ugh!’

The recoil immediately after using Myeongryun was so severe that I could not move. When Hieromir gestured, about six holes opened in the air, and purple flashes shot out from them.

“It’s dangerous!”

Arendia threw herself and forcibly pushed Jool aside. Jules fell to the ground and a flash of light passed through where he was.

“Protect the devil!”

“It’s our only hope!”

Revolutionary army members and the men in the underground arena poured out firepower, including mortars, but Hieromir was walking, taking all the attacks with his bare body, as if he were taking a walk.

Sigh!

Jules, who had regained consciousness, tried hard to slash with his sword, but Hieromir opened the air and sucked in the slash, then created new holes next to the revolutionary army members and slashed them with his sword.

‘What is this!’

Jules’ lips trembled.

It was an unbelievable power. It was nothing compared to Simon’s vortex, but it still treated the space system as a basic technique.

Whoa whoa!

Hieromir approached and kicked Jules in the stomach.

Then, he created a gap in space behind the flying Jules’ back and stretched his right arm out to the side.

Juul jumped out of the new space that opened up in front of his right arm and was firmly caught in his hand.

[Can’t you feel it?]

Hieromir looked back at Jules and smiled.

[A difference in power that can never be overcome.]

“Big!”

Kkuddududuk!

This time, he applied more and more force to Jules neck, as if he was definitely planning to kill him. Juul even dropped the magic sword he considered his life to the floor and struggled with his legs.

[It’s not enough for you. Summon Simon Pollentia.]

“Wow! “Ugh!”

[Otherwise you will die here.]

The light in Jules’ eyes slowly fades. The moment his struggles become weaker and weaker.

Wow!

Something came out from below and hit Hieromir’s arm holding Jules hard. Hiero Mir frowned and looked down.

There was no pain, but his arm was twisted in an odd direction like a twisted pigtail.

‘Mop?’

And immediately.

Tearful!

A man dressed in a butler’s uniform and wearing a monocle appeared above Hieromir and pressed his face with all his force with a mop held in both hands.

The force caused Hieromir to fly and hit the wall, and Jul barely fell to the floor with a sob.

[Ohh.]

Hiermir raised the corners of his mouth as he looked at his left arm, which was twisted like a twist and slowly coming back.

[You guys, you’re not human.]

Cheoeok.

chuck.

A man in a butler’s outfit holding a cleaning tool was pulling up a massive jet-black object.

Standing next to him, holding a mop, was a woman dressed in a maid outfit.

[Neither a living being nor a corpse. The ‘undead’ do not exist here in Whiteland. It is certain that Simon Pollentia has passed through here.]

[Now that we’re out, there’s no reason to hide it anymore. We were ordered to move in an emergency.]

A man dressed as a butler.

The 7th Legion’s Agent Undead Zombie Butler raised his monocle.

[Humans, please step aside.]

Mako, another Ancient Undead, said this and threw the rolling pin into the air. Immediately, the white zombies and white ghosts summoned by the zombie butler accepted the pushing pole and took a fighting stance.

[That’s interesting. There are probably only one or two people in the world who can manipulate space.]

Hieromir, correcting his distorted face, slowly stood up.

[There are a lot of them on this continent. Because I’m jealous. There is also a need to reduce the number.]

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