Chapter 515

Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 515

thousands of meters above sea level.

The Sierra’s specialty the Sky Stadium built above the clouds.

There is no ground. Pillars in the rock wide enough for one person to barely crouch down on stood jagged and Simon and Zetsu stepped on each pillar one by one.

Simon who was wearing a barrier suit was warming up by moving his arms lightly. Jets was leisurely waving his hand toward the crowd and blowing a wink.

“Simon! Don’t lose!”

For some reason I thought I could hear the cheering from the opponent’s home ground but Benz and Arland’s transfer students were sitting in the front row.

Benz in particular was so enthusiastic that the veins were visible on his neck.

“Since you’ve beaten me catch Sierra faster than I do! You know what I mean? Don’t look at me hit me with force! I’m saying press down!”

The glares from the Sierra students stung but Benz raised his voice without hesitation. Simon smiled and waved his hand at Benz.

Salangsalang-

Then a purple butterfly flew by Simon’s side.

‘Professor Jane’s black magic.’

A magic circle was drawn on the butterfly and Jane’s voice flowed from it.

[Listen student council president. The opponent will try to win by using this arena somehow.]

“Yes Professor.”

[The stepping pad will be quickly removed by the opponent’s attack. Before that it would be effective to prepare flight skills and take advantage of the advantage of the terrain that the opponent believed in to catch them off guard.]

Take advantage of the terrain.

Simon got it right.

“I’ll keep that in mind. Thanks for the advice!”

After she had finished speaking Jane’s butterflies dispersed into the air and disappeared. Simon turned his head to see his zets.

[Then let’s start the match between Sierra’s representative Zetsu Simerat and Kiden’s student council president Simon Pollentia!]

The referee for this match heard the whistle.

[Start the match!]

Beep beep!

At the same time as the whistle sounded Simon and Zetsu lowered their stances and prepared for black magic.

Due to the nature of the arena it is impossible to surprise attack with Matou.

Both sides were given time and they had to equip themselves with a means of flying regardless of the terrain before the other.

‘As a courtesy.’

While preparing the magic circle for the SS Simon observed Zetsu. As expected he was preparing for flying black magic.

A large magic circle was spread out in the air and three auxiliary magic circles were floating next to it and they were assembling formulas at an astonishing speed.

“Wow!”

“fast!”

Sierra students shouted excitedly.

“I must have practiced dying only for that magic circle for a while.”

“It’s petty.”

The Arland transfer students grumbled.

Zetsu who completed the flying magic circle in an instant attached it to his back. Jet-black wings spread out from behind and fluttered up and down.

[Jets appeared first!]

The narrator student excitedly put his legs on the chair in front of him.

[As expected Jets! Only the necromancer who controls the sky can rule this ‘Sky Stadium’! Wouldn’t it be safe to say that I won 70% with this?]

“Stop the biased commentary!”

Benz protested but was lightly drowned out by the cheers of the Sierra students.

‘hmm.’

Simon raised his head unwaveringly preparing for the ‘SS’. Jets flew into the sky and spread his palms in triumph.

Hwareuk!

Roaring!

A green flame rose from the palm of my hand.

It’s not the usual ‘dark flare’. Looking at the shape and color of the flames it is a jet-black flame system of the remake or the original.

“Simon I don’t know what kind of magic you are preparing.”

Jetz raised his arms.

“It would be easier to give up!”

Roaring!

A cannonball of flames containing powerful firepower flew. Simon distracted his attention from the magic circle of the SS where he was 100% focused and then flew up with his feet in jet black.

Kwaaaaang!

“of course!”

Chancellor Sierra’s face was still relaxed.

“You’d think that over time it would be to your advantage but the Jets’ back will also be tough!”

* * *

‘This bastard where did you disappear again?’

Zetsu was flapping his jet-black wings and searching the surroundings. Simon could not be seen probably hiding in a blind spot behind a pillar.

You can probably find it by looking down from above.

The moment when Jets made that decision and soared higher into the sky.

Sreung!

The emerald light curved like a comet and approached.

‘Fast!’

Zetsu hurriedly spread the flames like a shield but the blue-green sword light cut them cleanly. The one who squeezed through the gap was a skeleton swinging a cape.

Paper weave!

Skeleton struck Zetsu with a sword strike and passed by. The barrier gauge which was green blinked orange and was reduced by almost half in an instant.

‘A flying skeleton?’

As Jets hurriedly raised his altitude six emerald-colored comets followed as if he had been waiting. All were skeletons.

“Shit!”

Zetsu swears and activates the black magic he has been saving. Flames spread in a circle from the whole body and deflected the attack.

“Jets! Watch out!”

“Jetseugh!”

Even without the crowd talking I could feel a tremendous presence coming from behind.

< Simon Original – SS Flight Mode >

Simon was flying through the sky wearing a bone armor made of that shiny turquoise skeleton.

A rush that has accelerated to the limit.

You can’t block it with a flame shield. Zetsu hastily pulled out the sword from his waist.

Aaaaaaang!

Blue-green and white light collided creating strong wind pressure. Students in the stands screamed and lowered their bodies.

Kagagakak!

The two swords facing each other were in a tight tug-of-war. I saw Simon grinning with the sword of the Royal Guard.

“Keuugh! Can you fly in the sky with that skill!”

“of course.”

Once again Zetsu cast the overload magic on his body and drew three flame bomb magic circles around him in succession.

Seeing the magic circle Simon pushed away Zetsu’s sword and backed away and immediately three completed flame bombs rained down on him.

Speerreung!

Simon swung the sword of the Royal Guard gracefully. The blue-green sword light drew three afterimages and the flame shot was cut off and scattered in the air.

‘Even swordsmanship!’

Zetsu felt a fight and stepped back while Simon laughed nonchalantly.

“I got it.”

Kazak!

Zetsu frowned at the pain in his back. An SS from the rear cut off his right wing.

‘I was scolded!’

You cannot fly with just one wing. Zetsu’s body lost balance and began to lean.

‘Keuuugh calm down! calm down! Once you land buy some time and repair your wings in the meantime...!’

however.

It was not Simon who would leave the gap to be repaired.

“corpse explosion.”

As Simon clenched his fists deafening explosions erupted from all directions.

The surrounding rock pillars were falling like dominoes.

‘You bastard no way!’

Jets made a giddy expression as he watched the nearby footstool disappear in real time.

‘Draw a picture like this from the beginning and the undead!’

Belatedly it reminded me of the zombies Simon had attached to the rock wall.

got hit

perfectly.

‘In this sky arena...!’

The winged jets with only one wing left collapsed along with the collapsing pillar.