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Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy Chapter 941
🕑 Added 2024-10-17 11:36:37 +0000 UTCChapter 941
Normally, the attitude of a mage who summoned a powerful being from another realm was to remain still.
It wasn't because the mage was lazy. Summoning a powerful being placed an enormous burden on a mortal, even with the help of all sorts of constraints and ritual power, and it wasn't a good choice to do other things while performing such an act.
However, Yi-Han was trying to summon Ferkuntra additionally, like a novice who had just learned summoning magic.
Though he didn't have much experience fighting transcendents, one of the lessons Yi-Han had learned was this:
Use all possible means to subdue them quickly at the beginning!
He had learned the importance of first strike in magical combat from Professor Bagrak to the point where it was engraved in his bones. Using that initiative to pour everything in was the tactic of the weak.
-What foolish...-
As the beast tried to scold the mage's foolishness, Sharakan whined again.
The beast growled in irritation at the whining of the foolish doppelganger crying inside.
-Since I've come out like this, stop whining! The fight isn't... It's okay?-
The beast was flustered at the unexpected words.
Surprisingly, Sharakan was shouting that the mage was fine, so fight the enemy.
Normally, it would have rejoiced that it had finally abandoned the useless mortal, but the beast sensed that wasn't the case.
Why on earth was he saying it was okay?
-...Fine. Even if the mage's life goes out like a candle, the beast won't take responsibility!-
-Come, at, me!-
The Defiler shouted while staring at the beast.
The Defiler's body, which had wedged out of the realm gate, had swollen up like a balloon and was decorating the empty air.
Taking the form of a fat giant without a head, the Defiler spewed out an aura of corruption and decay with each twitch, and from that aura, an army was born again.
Though the Defiler seemed like it would pounce on the Death Knights who had set up an encirclement with chains and siege weapons right away, it was surprisingly cautious.
This was because not only was the Anger Duke right in front, but also a familiar old enemy from the undead realm.
-Anger Duke? Did Gonadaltes summon it? Even so, to entrust such a monster to mere minions...-
"!"
Yi-Han flinched despite being in the middle of preparing a summoning.
'What is he saying?'
-An, ger, Duke!-
Thinking it would be disadvantageous to face two strong beings while surrounded by Death Knights, the Defiler took the initiative.
It stopped summoning its army and concentrated its power to pour attacks on the Anger Duke.
-It's moving!-
Though the Death Knights were busy preventing the army pouring from the empty air from escaping outside the palace and sealing the rest of the realm gate with iron chains, they didn't miss the chance to counterattack the Defiler who had shown an opening.
When ballistae engraved with magic circles and ancient characters shot projectiles, a savage sound came from the Defiler's flesh.
The Defiler howled as if in pain but didn't stop. It intended to surely finish off the Anger Duke even if it took a few hits.
The beast puffed up its body. The darkness of night dyed its flesh, and in an instant, its size increased dozens of times. It looked as if it could swallow even the moon.
Chomp!
It seemed about 1/4 of the Defiler's body had been bitten off by the attack just now.
However, though the Defiler screamed in pain, it didn't stop moving. Rather, the injured parts regenerated even faster.
-...Prahgal?! Its power?!-
-Re, lease!-
The beast didn't know if the Defiler was praising it or boasting about its own intelligence for allying with Prahgal.
It had heard rumors about associating or contracting with those evil god worshipper bastards, but allying to the extent of borrowing power was a different story.
Though evil gods were basically thought entities born from the extreme condensation of evil and negative emotions and grudges, they could still be considered divine beings in concept.
All the emotions and declarations the Defiler had offered to ally were offered as nourishment for the evil god.
No matter how long it had reigned as a strong being in the undead realm, one couldn't know when and how such a contract would return as danger.
-You incompetent and undignified bastard! Do you believe in gods because you have nothing else to believe in?!-
-Fool, ish, one!-
Of course, the Defiler didn't acknowledge its mistake and declare it would compete fairly and squarely.
Rather, it mocked the beast and blew in a solution of corruption to surely deliver a critical hit to the Anger Duke.
It was such a vicious solution that dozens of plague ghouls were born from a single drop that fell outside.
-...An, other, illusion!!!-
-??!-
The beast belatedly realized, in a rare display of anger for the Defiler.
To think that Anger Duke was an illusion!
Looking again, it wondered why it had been fooled, but the beast tried hard to console itself.
Wasn't it because that stupid Defiler had been fooled that it had believed too?
-You, die!-
-You corrupt fat bastard. Worry about yourself!-
Though the beast said so, it glanced slightly at Yi-Han.
It was worried as the Defiler's obsession was no ordinary matter.
*
Yi-Han's situation in the palace below wasn't very good either.
It wasn't that he was badly injured due to mana while summoning Ferkuntra...
Attackers had appeared.
"...It's an attack!"
"!"
At Alcicle's shout, Yi-Han stopped calling Ferkuntra and immediately prepared for battle.
'How?!'
The current position of the two wasn't in a situation to be attacked.
The Death Knights had tightly surrounded the area, including the realm gate.
Though it seemed like a passive tactic, this was unexpectedly an effective orthodox method when dealing with a strong being from another realm.
Since it was summoned by breaking through the wall by paying a price, the longer it stayed, the weaker its power became.
As such, the Death Knights' choice to completely surround the area and trap the minions it summoned and additional subordinates it called near here was wise.
Yi-Han had believed in that too, but to think an attack would come like this.
"!"
Seeing the enemies filling the empty seats and stage, Yi-Han realized the situation.
Army units were being summoned from the aura and blood (though he wasn't sure if it was right to call it blood) that had flowed down from the Defiler's body.
To think an army was being replicated from its body just by breathing.
'Even a slime wouldn't be this much.'
"Be careful!"
Alcicle shouted out of concern for his junior mage who still lacked experience, but he soon realized there was no need.
Enhanced undead summons were quickly summoned in the passageway, blocking the way.
Medium-sized skeleton golems formed by combining several skeleton warriors, and skeleton warriors enhanced with dark and blood elements.
And dragon tooth golems...?
'Did I see wrong?'
Alcicle blinked with a confused expression.
Just looking at the appearance, it seemed to match the skeleton golem summoned by dragon's teeth that he had read about in books, but that didn't make sense.
Where would one get pure dragon's teeth these days?
It must be a new magic from Einroguard's dark magic school.
Either summoning a golem with similar effects without dragon's teeth or mixing in a very small amount of dragon's teeth...
-■■■ ■■■!-
'Left, right, below.'
Yi-Han tried to quickly grasp the overall situation while deploying undead.
Though Alcicle was a more outstanding mage than Yi-Han, unfortunately, he wasn't a specialized combat mage. It was unpredictable what would happen if close combat broke out and confusion ensued.
They had to unconditionally block entry and deal with it.
'Is that a plague ghoul? The one behind looks like a decay soldier. The stronger one... I haven't seen that one before.'
Undead he knew the names of and undead he was seeing for the first time.
But Yi-Han could tell the opponent was strong. The knight dressed in armor that seemed decades out of fashion was emitting all sorts of foul auras from the slits of his helmet and other gaps.
"In the name of Pengerin, I forbid approach!"
Alcicle completed his first spell in the time bought.
A huge sphere of cold energy formed in the air and blew out a mad blizzard at the enemies. It was a cold that would freeze even the corrupt undead that had been melting the stage and audience.
"Ferk... Damn it!"
Yi-Han blocked the incoming attacks with telekinesis. Viscous plague mucus and arrows disappeared over the telekinetic barrier.
'They're targeting me, not Mr. Alcicle!'
Yi-Han realized that the undead here were concentrating on targeting him.
He had thought they were distracted dealing with the summons, but as soon as it seemed Yi-Han might use powerful magic, they moved to block it immediately.
But why weren't they charging more aggressively?
'...Are they aiming for a long battle?'
Dozens of undead were torn apart by the summons Yi-Han had called forth to check him just now.
Especially the dragon tooth golem summoned with the tooth Jourin had given left terrifying scars on the enemy army with each charge.
They could be annihilated if they tried to forcibly break through this. It seemed they were trying to check Yi-Han, who looked most dangerous, while increasing their army.
'It doesn't matter.'
Yi-Han was also confident in a long battle. Yi-Han strengthened the defense around him with telekinesis and then chanted magic that could be cast shortly.
Attacks flew in right away, but this much he could block and endure.
'Verduus!'
Yi-Han called not Professor Verduus, but the ancestor Verduus, the undead mage who had contracted with Yi-Han.
However, there was no answer from the mark. It meant Verduus couldn't come out now.
Thud!
Hearing attacks flying onto the telekinesis, Yi-Han moved again. When Alcicle tried to cast an ice barrier on his junior, Yi-Han shook his head.
"There are too many for it to be meaningful! Please save your mana!"
Yi-Han postponed Ferkuntra and Verduus for now and called forth spirits. The lower spirits popped out with just short movements.
He suddenly missed Sharakan in this situation. Yi-Han regretted not summoning Sharakan and prepared magic once again.
'Lightning transformation... I might collapse too...'
Anyway, in a situation where summons had been called like now, it was enough to assist.
Yi-Han protected the surroundings with telekinesis, attacked the enemies, and then only helped the skeleton summons face them. He wasn't sure if it was his imagination, but the enemies' shouts and curses seemed to have gotten worse.
-■■■■■!-
-■■■!-
'It must be my imagination.'
The enemy army seemed to think they could subdue the two mages if it went to a long battle, but as time passed, it soon became apparent that they had misjudged the situation.
The undead summons Yi-Han had called forth recovered quickly even when melted, corroded, and decayed.
In contrast, the army of Defilers gathered here kept decreasing in number. Reinforcements were coming from above, but the consumption was faster than that.
It was reminiscent of soldiers being ground down against a fortress with strong defenses.
-...I. I'll step up.-
The knight he had thought was an unfamiliar undead belatedly stepped forward. Yi-Han stared at the opponent with tense eyes.
-You. You interfered with my master's work before.-
"What? When did I..."
Yi-Han belatedly felt a familiar aura emanating from the opponent's soul.
It was the aura of contamination he had felt from fanatics who worshipped Prahgal.
'Wasn't it undead?!'
It wasn't that undead couldn't worship Prahgal, but he hadn't expected a subordinate under the Defiler to worship.
The Knight of Defilement disappeared for a moment and then appeared behind Yi-Han, attempting a fatal ambush.
Clang!
However, it didn't work on Yi-Han, who had already enhanced his body with short-term divination magic and physical enhancement magic, and even sprayed mana as if wasting it to strengthen his physical abilities. Yi-Han immediately retreated and clashed swords.
Feeling the purplestone sword absorbing power, the Knight of Defilement stepped aside slightly. A malicious aura flowed from the eyes hidden by the helmet.
'What...'
Yi-Han was shocked when he foresaw the Knight of Defilement sacrificing its soul to self-destruct a few seconds later.
Even if he blocked with telekinesis and used lightning transformation to escape, he wasn't sure if he could protect Alcicle too. Dozens of thoughts passed through Yi-Han's mind.
Would Alcicle have that level of protective artifact? What was the range of the explosion? Why was this bastard so willing to self-destruct? Other magic...
At that moment, a demon's voice was heard in Yi-Han's ear. It was a voice coming from the bracelet of ten thousand demons that had been quiet for a while.
-The disgusting corruption of the undead awakens me.-
"!"
-Corruption, decay, and plague call me! Fear me. I am Mahuda. I am the demon of undead hunting! If you don't give me a chance, I will never go back inside...-
"Alright, so sweep them away!"
-...Th-thank you!-
Mahuda, delighted at the mage's consideration far more generous than what he had heard from Anpursas, another demon trapped in the bracelet, leaped out!
