Chapter 939

Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 939

A long line was drawn across Magnus’ body.

A long sword cut that cuts from the right shoulder to the left abdomen.

It is also a wound inflicted by the ‘Greatsword of Destruction’ which cannot be regenerated or recovered.

Simon let out a heavy breath and looked back.

so-so-

Magnus’s upper body splayed open around the cut line. Between them muddy blood spurted out and the remains of organs and bones protruded.

“Junior.”

But even in that state Magnus was still talking.

“Are you just this confident of victory?”

Deed Dede Deuk!

Between the gaps in the cracked body black bones were connected like reinforcing bars. Soon those bones were entwined with terrifying living blood vessels and muscles.

The flesh of a contaminated monster not human began to fill up through the gap. Simon’s expression hardened as he recognized the identity of that black magic.

‘Forbidden black magic...!’

“You know.”

Magnus whose upper body was twisted started attacking again.

Chow ah!

He fired the shadows like a spear and Simon quickly defended them with his greatsword. In the meantime something huge came suddenly from the side.

‘foot?’

oh oh oh oh oh!

Something like a human foot kicked Simon away and pushed him away. Simon rolled across the floor in pain.

[Brigade commander! Are you okay?]

He was the captain of the white ghost unit the zombie butler.

He suddenly jumped into battle and kicked Simon then got down on one knee and checked Magnus’ condition.

[Not in good condition! Stepping back and finding a new body...!]

“Hey butler.”

Magnus’ eyes turned.

“I am always grateful for your dedication.”

[yes? What are you saying all of a sudden...]

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

The shadow from Magnus wrapped around the body of the huge zombie butler. The zombie butler’s eyes widened.

[Old corps commander! This...!]

[I order the entire 5th corps from now on.]

Magnus too was swallowed up by his own shadow and spread a wide-ranging absolute order in all directions.

[Everyone become one with me.]

Chow la la la la la la la rock!

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Shadows stretched out like black curtains in all directions.

They began to engulf and absorb not only the enemy 7th Corps but also the 5th Corps the same ally. Even the 5th Legion was running towards the shadows on their own because Magnus’ absolute order had fallen.

[Uh why!]

Even Snake Princess Lamia who had the upper hand against Elizabeth and young Lamia was captured by the shadows and dragged away.

[Wait a minute honey! Why are you doing this all of a sudden? I am...!]

[Isn’t there something you guys always said. The corps is the will of the corps commander. I’ll make that literally come true.]

One of Magnus’ huge pupils protruded from the shadows. A ghastly glare emanated from his pupils.

[I am the legion soon.]

Chow la la la la la la la la rock!

The shadows became stronger and stronger and swallowed up the entire 5th Legion.

“Kuk!”

[Brigade commander!]

Elizabeth jumped in grabbed Simon and threw herself. A shadow grabbed the empty space where the two were.

“Erge!”

[You have to avoid it.]

She half transformed into a spider and covered in scars landed on the floor bleeding black blood.

[The corps commander’s blow just worked. Magnus is already a dying living corpse there is no need to fight for him!]

“...no.”

Simon stumbled and stood up.

“As long as he doesn’t break the core Magnus will survive at any cost.”

Simon grabbed his greatsword as he watched the shadow monster grow bigger and bigger like a huge tower.

“Originally he’s a stronger opponent. Now I can’t calculate the side effects on White’s body!”

Then he pointed the tip of his sword at Magnus.

“This is your first and last chance to catch Magnus!”

Opportunities like this don’t come anymore.

I will not turn away.

I will fight to the end.

record.

chuck.

As if responding to Simon’s will the Ancient Undead the Bone Dragon Mirmiz and countless undead from the 7th Legion gathered around Simon.

Magnus whose body was bloated like a shadow monster let out a sneer.

[That’s stupid. No matter how many killifishes you fill you can’t stand up to ‘me’!]

“You’re wrong Magnus. You’re not the Legion.”

Sparks lit up in Simon’s eyes.

“We all come together to form an army!”

-Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

-Hey hey hey hey hey!

Simon and the 7th Corps rushed with a huge shout. In response Magnus raised the shadow like countless tentacles and sent it flying.

[The girl will clear the way!]

– Beep!

Elizabeth flew into the air. She swelled her web to a coarser-than-usual thickness and stretched out in all directions around her slicing through all of her tentacles.

In addition to the shady island there were about two small islands below. cried Simon unable to let him escape.

“Archemus! Send me to the island below!”

[yes!]

Achemus answered in a low voice.

[It was an honor to be able to attend. Lord.]

‘!!’

oh oh oh oh oh!

Simon’s body went down like a bullet once more. And Magnus who had landed on the island below and was breathing gritted his teeth as he saw Simon coming down.

“A persistent bastard!”

Aaaaaaaaaagh!

The swords of the two corps commanders collided once again.

And they tangled up fighting each other and fell and rolled on the floor.

cooong!

thud!

Wherever they touched huge pits were dug.

‘Good work Peer.’

Peer who had received all the impact of the fall was now pitch-black. Simon got out of his armor and walked over to finish off Magnus.

He was holding the Greatsword of Destruction in his hand with the bones of his peers attached to it.

chuck. chuck.

And on the other side Magnus his entire body filled with terrible sores was approaching with a shadow longsword.

“If you are weak be crushed like a weak!”

Soon the two of them accelerated at the same time and charged.

Aaaaaaaang!

The two swords collided again cutting through the air.

I can’t afford to use a mutual manager.

A hand-to-hand combat that no longer has the meaning of swordsmanship. Each other’s sword bodies fired sparks in succession and they roared as they clashed vigorously in the middle.

Tuong!

The experienced Magnus attacked the arm bone of the peer connected to Simon’s hand.

The moment Simon dropped the Greatsword of Destruction into his hand Magnus raised the corner of his mouth and was about to swing the longsword.

F*ck!

Simon kicked his hand too causing him to miss the sword. Magnus tried to pick up the sword again but Simon jumped in and punched him in the face with his knee.

“Keugh!”

Now there is no weapon no darkness. The two men who had become bare-fisted rushed in and swung their fists at each other.

F*ck!

jump!

I don’t even have the strength to stop it. If you hit one you get hit by one. A grueling hand-to-hand fight ensued and only the sound of fists hitting flesh is full. In the stillness only the desperate sound of blows rang out.

‘The last pitch black.’

Simon raised his fingertips. During the fighting a bit of jet black was restored but it was so small that even subspace could not be opened.

‘Should I strike with a drunken blow? Or a curse or fire magic?’

You only have one chance.

In the eyes of Simon who is struggling with which method to use.

‘!’

The figure of ‘White’ not Magnus entered.

Suddenly his voice came to mind.

– I think it would be nice to fly somewhere like birds.

I thought it was worth a try.

Simon created jet-black in his hands and conceived of the shaping magic he had learned from Jane. Meanwhile Magnus backed away dripping with his blood and grabbed the longsword that had fallen to the floor.

Then after collecting the recovered jet-blackness in his leg he charged.

“Small numbers don’t work!”

Boo woo woo!

Simon calmly dodged the longsword that swung horizontally and sent the molding magic created in his hand.

And then I twisted my body and narrowly avoided Magnus’ continuous attack.

“!”

The legs on the limit lost strength and sprained. Simon sat down on the floor and Magnus raised his longsword tearing at the corners of his mouth.

“The 7th Legion is also mine!”

The moment he is about to strike Simon with his sword.

Remembrance!

Suddenly the tip of the knife stopped.

Food Duck.

Magnus’ head creaked and turned.

His gaze was fixed on a bird flying in the sky.

It was just a flying beast molded in pitch black with no function.

however.

‘Why is my body...!’

head does not turn arm doesn’t move

like.

As if the body is deliberately refusing orders.

Woo woo woo woo!

and.

Simon rushed in grabbed Magnus’ sword and thrust it back into his chest.

“Cheuk!”

Black blood gushed out of Magnus’ mouth.

“...I thought you didn’t get to know White properly. You thought you were just a body to change but-“

Simon who was gasping for breath spoke as if he was vomiting.

“He had a life too.”

dump.

Finally.

Magnus who had been pierced through the core fell to his knees on the floor.

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