Chapter 992

Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Episode 992

“I propose a peaceful deal.”

Deal with association.

They even talk about peace when they invade other territories.

I feel nauseous.

With just a few short conversations, Simon felt strongly that he could not be with them for any reason.

However, perhaps because Simon’s silence seemed like a series of possibilities, the researcher opened his mouth.

“Yes, we will pretend not to know you and turn a blind eye.”

[....]

“I will not report to the savior here that you are here or that you are rescuing people. You can take as many people with you as you want. “I don’t know how they got in, but if they did, they could probably get out.”

Tol looked at Simon with a shocked expression.

From the villagers’ point of view, they couldn’t help but be tempted as it was an offer to get out of this territory right away.

“The intellectuals of the organization are experiencing great difficulties because you, the Legion of Betrayal, are destroying the Central Research Institute. There are not enough places to conduct research! How difficult was it to find this place! “It is a perfect research location with thorough control of external contact and variables!”

The corners of the researcher’s mouth rose.

“If you guys bother me for no reason, the research will be ruined. So let’s make a deal. All you have to do is take the survivors out, report that the inside is in ruins, and then be praised by the humans outside. I succeed in research. There is nothing but mutual benefit...”

[The thing called a deal.]

Kagagak—

The Great Sword of Destruction in Simon’s hand moved forward, sparks flying on the floor.

[This is said when the interests of both parties are established.]

“What?”

[Saving the survivors is a natural thing for me. It is natural to exterminate you, and here is an opportunity to eliminate one savior.] A

torch-like eye light burned brightly in Peer’s helmet.

[Why should I give up?]

The researcher’s face was distorted in a strange way.

“Are you saying you know the extent of the savior’s power? “With just one legion, there’s no way...!”

[Come out.]

As soon as Simon spoke, a huge sub-space opened, like a monster in the air opening its mouth, and an army of undead poured out like a flood from inside it

– Kyaaaaaaa!

-Kiririririri!

In an instant, the surroundings were filled with pitch black things.

The embarrassed researcher took a step back.

“Hey! stop...!”

[All armies.]

Simon led the way with the great sword of destruction.

[Charge.]

Kyaaaaaaaaa!

Simon’s absolute command resounds.

The 7th Legion’s undead became a black tsunami and poured to the front. The members of the organization hastily raised their weapons.

“Shoot! Shoot!”

Bullets and projectiles rained down from the organization’s various organizations, but they were only buried by the tidal wave of undead. Soon, the attackers threw down their weapons one by one and ran away.

Quarrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

The undead moved on, devouring them.

Simon, who stayed behind, said.

[Control the troops under the commanders and lead them to their destination and wipe them out. After finishing the work, gather at the final destination.]

After giving instructions, Simon turned his back.

Tol had tears streaming down her face with great emotion.

“It was the most wonderful and enchanting sight I have ever seen in my life! Now, I am turning this emotion into a bad idea...!”

[Tol, get ready to work too.]

< Born Armor >

When Simon gestured, a skeleton disintegrated and attached itself to Tall’s body. Tol said ‘Oot!’ He made a sound and looked at his new armor.

“It’s really cool! Hope! “I’m full of energy!”

[This should be enough to serve as a soldier. Erzebet?]

[Yes, yes.]

Erzebet came over and tied Tol’s body with a spider web and carried it like a baggage.

[Evacuate all remaining survivors to a safe place. If only the undead go, they might not follow, so if you show Tol’s face, they will believe you.] [

I understand!]

Soon, Erzsebet left with the corpse spiders, carrying Tol on her back. In the distance, I could see Tall giving a thumbs up and cheering me on.

[And.]

Simon turned his head.

Just now, countless undead poured in from sub-space and one person was left standing in a heap.

The skeleton’s body disintegrated in the air as it hit its chest in frustration at a human it didn’t understand. Soon, it began to attach itself to the resident’s body in a ‘bone armor’ state.

“Wow! Argh! I don’t know what it is, but I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”

The resident quickly apologized, but the skeleton had already taken control of the body with ‘Bone Armor’. The skeleton took the villager and placed a rope tied around his wrists on the sharp end of the remains of a collapsed building, then struck him several times.

Crispy!

Soon the rope broke, one villager was freed, and the skeleton returned to its original state, releasing its original armor.

Other people also said something.

While the freed villager was looking puzzled, the arm bone of a skeleton floating in the air held out a small hatchet to him.

“Haha, thank you! “Are you going to save everyone with this?”

In this way, the residents who had been captured by the gang became free one by one.

They were finally relieved and looked at the group of undead fighting to the death.

A large flag was waving in the pitch black crowd. Even the white greatsword visible behind the skull with eyes shining like fire.

One of the residents who recognized this stretched out his arms.

“The only example of such a large group of undead carrying a flag is the Legion! And that symbol!”

he shouted loudly.

“The Legion of Betrayal has come to kill the Order!”

Waaaaaaaaaaa!

People cheered.

A woman who saw her crying and said she lived in various places laughed.

“Oh, but I find undead disgusting.”

Grumble!

At that time, when an infectious agent came out of the alley, she was startled and hid behind the skeletons.

“What are you doing! Legion of undead! “Help me quickly!”

– Sweet!

Skeletons grabbed their weapons and walked to deal with the infected entities.

***

Legion troops suddenly poured into Belle Heights, a territory full of infected entities, and a tense battle unfolded.

And tall mansions, rooftops, pillars, castles, etc.

Flap!

Flap!

The flags of the 7th Legion were draped. The survivors hiding in the upper floors saw this and came out one by one to the window.

-corps! The 7th Legion has arrived!

-One of the corps commanders came from outside! I guess I’m fighting to the death! I lived!

Their appearance began to bring hope to tired and hungry people.

Undeads holding flags poured in to eliminate the infected and rescue the people.

“There are about ten survivors here! “We need a relief kit!”

A bald man hiding on top of the building’s clock tower was gesticulating and explaining to the legion’s corpse spiders. The corpse spider said, ‘Kirik?’ When I tilted my head and made a noise, he spoke clearly again.

“nine! like! award! ruler! No really. There’s no way you can understand. What do I say to the undead...”

[Are you ignoring the undead now?]

Shoot!

A staff with eyes, nose, and mouth appeared in the clock tower. Golden sand gathered above her and the woman made of sand laughed.

“I can feel the pitch black, so I’m guessing they’re undead? “Oh, the undead are talking!”

[Is this your first time seeing the undead speak? Anyway, I will give separate orders to my subordinates.]

Each Ancient Undead was in charge of detailed communication about survivors.

The people who were hiding finally popped their heads out and observed the situation. Legion flags are being raised everywhere. The number of flags already covers half of the city.

The Legion was pushing on.

“cheer up! 7th Legion!”

“Why is the past so important? “There are people who risk their lives to fight for us!”

“Let’s go out too!”

People were also touched.

It could be said that the battle was at its best, but as the defeat deepened, the necromancers hiding among the survivors came out and began to fight the infected body.

The situation itself was changing when one Simon broke through the wall.

and.

“....”

The King, who was tied to a rope with his crown dropped to the floor, was also watching the scene outside the window.

His body was completely disfigured from the torture, and his fingernails and toenails were all shaking. One eye was stained black, as if the eyeball had been pulled out.

“You can’t possibly feel hope, right? “King.”

A member of the organization who seemed to be the one who made him like this let out a bitter laugh.

“The treacherous commander also has a bad taste. He is giving people false hope by waging an unwinnable battle.”

Soon, a member of the organization spoke while holding a communication crystal ball.

“Savior, I have something to report to you.”