I Became The Academy Necromancer chapter 177

177. Home ground

Kung.

The simple act of a fallen one-armed man starting to stand up by stamping his left hand on the floor.

The air inside the closed banquet hall began to change.

The arrogance and ridicule of the demons, which had subsided because of the stickyness, freezes coldly.

A strong wind blowing from somewhere chills the spine, and the movements of insects crawling in search of food freeze.

“… ….”

Archdemon Magan, who was watching him closest, felt the back of his neck throb.

‘I was nervous?’

Simply, without realizing it, I noticed that the man in front of me had returned again, and I also realized that my body was strained because of it.

Put your hand in your mouth, chew on it, and take out the soul you’ve been eating to check it out.

Even though they look the same, the dissipating soul in their hands is not the memorial spirit they knew.

Also, I was deceived by this insignificant soul.

I was quite sure of that.

“You must have been the real Deus Verdi.”

Glaring at the slowly rising man, Margan licked his dry lips with his thick tongue.

I have no idea what the hell the structure is like. Magan didn’t care at all.

It’s enough to kill them both and eat them anyway.

“Margan.”

A voice resounded, feeling even the chill.

Just one word.

Even though it was just a word.

I was convinced that he was the real memorial serviceman, Deus Verdi.

On the contrary, it’s funny how I was fooled by the crude fake acting just before.

That’s why Margan got even more nervous and tried to eat the soul he was holding in his hand.

Kwaduk!

The spear of flying blue flames accurately pierced his wrist.

A surprise attack by Deius who can’t even control his body yet.

She didn’t even think that she would use magic in that state, so she was dumbfounded, but it was a blow that didn’t tickle her, so she tried to keep her tongue out.

As his wrists were punctured, his fingers relaxed, and he gritted his teeth as he looked at Deius, who pulled the soul he was holding onto with mana and brought it into his arms.

He deserves the name of a memorial serviceman.

Your enemy right in front of you.

Even in front of the monster who cut off her right arm, and the great devil who possessed the former saint’s left arm as a trophy.

We moved first for the disappearing soul.

“You dare… ….”

That was the most humiliating feeling to Margan. In a way, it was the only chance to blow the surprise of conversion to save that one soul.

I felt that the value of that soul was much higher than that of myself.

[…] … Ah.]

A hole was drilled through Magan’s teeth, and the dying spirit of Deius held his own face in his eyes.

The atmosphere is so different that you wonder if it’s the same face.

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I had no choice but to admit that the man in front of me was a different being with the same name.

Is that why?

On the contrary, Deius was able to accept his disappearance more easily.

[It was as you said.]

Deus slowly closed his eyes after a long time. Not a smile tainted with alcohol, drugs, or lust.

He had a bright smile like a child.

[I was a human who could change.]

For the soul, rest and extinction.

Two endings are prepared.

Lying down on this earth, closing your eyes, and sleeping forever.

Extinction disappears without leaving anything behind.

The man who awoke from his rest and gave himself up to fight for his family.

For the moment of extinction, I did not lose my smile.

“Just.”

Now, Deius Verdi, the only one left in this world, honors him who passed away.

“Thanks.”

* * *

Originally, since Deus’ soul occupied the body, there was no way for me to get out.

I couldn’t help but sigh because I couldn’t respond even though I knew the external situation where the tragedy continued.

“Just.”

Deius Verdi’s noble will and sacrifice made me stand here again.

Like I said before, when I let him go at a funeral without mourners.

“Thanks.”

He was the kind of person who could make sacrifices for others. If there was a chance, if there was a chance, he was a person who could change.

I will never forget him who left in my arms, proud of sacrificing himself for his family and me for the last time.

“After.”

I slowly raised my head and looked at the great devil with a red face right in front of me.

He seemed to have lost all energy in his body, his breathing was rapid, and his shoulders were drooping, but his senses were sharper than ever.

The sleeping mana of the whole body has awakened and welcomed me.

“Did you dare to see off such a soul in front of me?”

“He was much more valuable than you.”

“How do you compare a great devil who has lived for hundreds of years with a scum that has only lived for a few years?”

“I can’t say he was good.”

Concentrate mana slowly with your left hand. Since I do not have a right hand, it was not easy to keep the center of gravity simply by standing.

“But I wasn’t one who gave up on change like you.”

“Funny, it wasn’t that I gave up on change, it was just that there was no need for it.”

The conversation itself does not continue.

I was a human and he was a demon.

In the end, the difference between the position and prejudice that was decided from birth was something that could never be narrowed down.

That’s why Margan and I. There was no future for the two of them to live outside this closed banquet hall.

Someone must die.

Magan felt that too, but he was filled with absolute confidence.

“Stupid.”

Margan clicked his tongue and shook his head, sighing.

“Few things are as sweet as the soul of one who lays down his life for others.”

My eyebrows twitched a little while I was talking about Deius.

“However, just now, that man had such terrible taste that I couldn’t even overturn it.”

“… ….”

“But, like you now, those who struggle under the threat of their lives are common and common.”

In fact, it was natural for him to struggle to the end without giving up on the spot when his life was in danger.

And Margan had already savored such obviousness to the point of getting tired of it.

“The alternative is not over yet.”

The hands holding Deia and Darius gain strength again.

“Choose yourselves, mystic.”

He wanted me to make the same choice again. It’s not the obvious taste of struggling while sacrificing the lives of others.

He must have wanted to taste the delicacy of sacrificing his own life.

“This banquet hall is not accessible from the outside.”

Margan makes a puzzled expression as he sees me spitting out random words. However, he raises his mouth to keep talking about it, as if he was interested in it.

“I will solve this situation with external support, right? If the night’s moonlight shines down on them, I will kill them both.”

It was meant to kill the moment there was even the slightest movement from the outside.

With a sneer, I shook my head.

“Already arrived.”

“Mr. Margan!”

Magan hurriedly looks back at the urgent secretary’s cry. But it’s already too late.

No matter what kind of closed room.

No matter how thick the wall is.

Because everyone dances in front of her.

“I am a necromancer.”

[Jeongmaaar! I mean, I was worried!]

The Dark Spirit, who had been hiding from Magan’s eyes, noticed my return and immediately joined me.

The guillotine-like sword created through her mana slices off the wrists of the giant hands holding Darius and Deia.

The two fell to the floor and gasped for breath. I wanted to accept it, but I couldn’t afford it.

Thinking that she had a blow, Margan turned her head wildly and glared at me. The gritted teeth, bloodshot eyes and veins rising between the eyes showed that his wrath was enormous.

“Deius Verdi. It sure looks like it wants to be eaten alive.”

A warning from a growling demon.

I saw that Darius and Deia, who were lying next to me, came to their senses and hurriedly ran towards me, but he didn’t care at all.

No, that means it doesn’t matter.

After all, as long as you’re here, no human can escape your grasp.

Because this is his table.

“Very different from our first meeting, Deus Verdi.”

Thump!

His footsteps hit the floor heavily. Even with that one step, fear that stimulates the nerves of us as human beings was pushed like a tsunami.

A top predator that surpasses mankind.

“I am Magan, the great demon of gluttony!”

Thump!

The closer you get, the more pressure that will crush your entire body and presses against your shoulders.

“How dare you stand against me at my supper! You pitiful human being that is just a piece of meat!”

Deia and Darius have already fallen to their knees, unable to overcome it, and the Dark Spirit hurriedly joins me.

[Also, is there a way to escape?]

“No.”

[Yes?]

“I can’t run away. I have no intention of that.”

I’m going to kill him.

After that word was added, the dark spirit opened her eyes round and looked at me dumbfounded.

When I glanced at her unexpectedly, her smirk flowed out.

“It’s nice to see you after a long time.”

[Uh… ….]

I warned the black mage, who was momentarily stiff, by pushing it away with my left hand.

“Keep your distance, it is not a human battlefield.”

[Muh, what are you saying…… !]

Before the Dark Mage’s words could conclude properly, a terribly excited laugh echoed from my empty right hand.

[Kihaaa!]

Crunchy!

My right hand is hot.

My skin started to swell as if there was something even though there was nothing, and it felt like it was bleeding.

The soul contains mana.

The mana remaining in the soul of the great demon within me rotates like a spiral particle, forming a grotesque hand.

“Belika.”

Magan called the name of a fellow he hadn’t seen in a long time. In response, Stella’s soul with a horn on her forehead is projected behind my back.

[Margan! That steamed up body is still the same!]

“Does her idiot, who is a great devil but parasitized by her holy woman, dare to tease her mouth?”

[Stupid! I was just being true to my inclinations. The deformed great devil, Velika! Even his demonic tendencies are twisted! Unlike psycho bastards like you!]

“Yes, your mouth is good at teasing.”

However, Magan’s tongue flicked and said he couldn’t stand it.

“You dare to fight me over my table? Are you foolish and have your brain twisted in a deformed way? This is my stage! Any great devil! Have you forgotten that they will not fight against me on the dinner table!”

As if it had been funny until now, the explosive pouring of Magan’s mana made the world vibrate.

The power to turn even people who can be called the best military power of each country into a course meal at the table.

Since Velika, who was dealing with such an enemy, was in the state of her soul that was already dead, she could see that she was no match for Magan.

[Did you gain weight in your brain from eating too much?]

Velika rather lets out her laugh. She is not an empty provocation, but a place of deep trust and confidence.

Feeling that, Magan’s eyes widened slightly.

[I must have forgotten what kind of great devil I am!]

Belika’s aura surged behind my back and something in her began to pour out.

I didn’t hesitate to accept it without resisting, and my mana and Velika’s mana mixed together, and the spider’s legs settled behind my back like wings.

[I am Velika, the deformed great devil! And this bastard with me now!]

Bang Bang!

Belika gently pats my shoulder and smiles brightly.

[Her right hand was blown away! Emotions are worn out! The body is not yours! Even souls came from another world!]

I wondered if he was swearing.

From Velika’s point of view, there was no praise like that.

[A truly deformed human! That is what it is, you bastard pig!]

I didn’t like the pretty harsh introduction, though.

On this continent.

If you ask who is the best match for Velika, the deformed great devil.

Every part of it is deformedly twisted.

I wondered if it might be me.

[Did Stella’s reward for her faith come to me? How did the right guy come to me!]

With her middle finger raised, Velika let out her confident smile at her forehead.

[Let’s fight each other on the home ground!]