I Became The Academy Necromancer chapter 217

217. Human God

217. Human God

“… ….”

Outside the walls of Greypond.

Dark dark clouds gradually fill the sunny sky.

Is it because the sky sensed something and wanted to send a sudden spring rain?

Erica Bright is engrossed in her thoughts as her arms are crossed.

“Do you really mind if I stay here?”

One of the bright family mages approached her.

Now they were watching Mule’s followers staying in the tent village with the Geronia family soldiers.

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The time for the grand debate has already passed halfway.

I did not know what the outcome of the discussion would be, but I was worried that the woman who was the fiancée of the memorial service would vacate her position.

But Erica shook her head.

“If he is, he will do well enough.”

Strong faith is unshakable.

Even so, when you talk about him, you can see that his voice is soft and relaxed.

It was a scene that showed how much her woman, Erica Bright, loves her fiancé.

“Even if I’m not around, it’s right to do what you can for that person.”

It wasn’t too different from Erica’s expression of affection that she had adhered to until now.

She distanced herself because she loved her, and the past days she let go because she loved her.

Because I love him, I am still glaring at his enemies, not at his fiancée.

Because Erica Bright is a woman who can stand alone.

That’s why it’s brilliant and beautiful.

“I don’t understand.”

At the words of the wizard, Erica did not bother to understand or explain.

No, rather, because he didn’t understand, a faint smile formed on his lips.

A story between two people that others cannot understand.

The moment when Erica realized that she has many kinds of affection.

Puaaaaagh!

At the same time, the tents of the tent village fly up to the top of the high wall.

The tentacles that sprung up without any warning began tearing apart the tent in an instant, causing a riot.

“Poetry, my God!”

“Mr Mule! Mule! Here my brother is sick!”

A scream that spreads in a sudden situation that is so out of the blue.

Even in the midst of that, the tentacles that towered high stretched their massive bodies toward the castle walls.

Poogwak!

However, the golden light pierced those tentacles from the front and extended.

It melts the eyes and teeth attached to its tentacles, and green blood gushes out like a fountain.

The soldiers, stiffened by the suddenly unfolding map of hell, come to their senses as they see Erica’s light.

“Report to the royal family!”

In the meantime, Erica calls together the Bright family wizards and Geronia’s privates.

“No, the weapon doesn’t work!”

“What is this!”

“The window goes through!”

The guards, who do not belong to the family, extend spears and swords at the tentacles climbing up the walls.

They pass through translucently, but do no damage.

Looking at that, Erica recalls what Dayus said to her before they parted ways today.

The identity of the god Romuleus and his characteristics.

An existence that cannot be harmed by ordinary weapons or ordinary magic.

I can’t stop the enemy because spears and swords can’t work, but the number continues to increase.

“Poetry, I hate it! I hate it!”

“Aaaaah! Mule! Mr Mule!”

“Mamaaaaa!”

The people’s desperate screams that continue to resonate under the castle walls.

The followers of Mule who were staying in the tent village swelled up and exploded, transforming into tentacles.

This is it.

In the words of those who believed in the man who performed miracles that were not permitted in the world.

They weren’t right, they were stupid, they were even selfish.

“Too, too much.”

Even so, it was a brutally brutal death.

Faith.

The responsibility of the weight of just two letters was developing outside the walls of Greypond.

Like the deep seaweeds in the deep sea are swaying in the seawater. Tentacles of different sizes start climbing up the walls.

Effortlessly swallowing the hot breath rising out of her throat, Erica tightened her hands.

‘It won’t do any significant damage anyway.’

With the weapons the soldiers have, they can’t do any damage to those tentacles that appear to be the body of a god.

“Everybody, go down the wall! Stop the castle gate from breaking through!”

If you stay here, you will end up dead.

Furthermore, when I saw the members of the tent village change, there was a possibility that even being touched by the tentacles could be dangerous.

In the case of the castle gate, however, it could be prevented by padding so that it would not break, so that was the best for now.

“What are you doing!”

At that time, a strong shout came from behind.

Erica, who was preparing her elemental magic, twisted her head slightly.

Standing there stood the captain of the guard with her impressive mustache.

“Who told you to borrow and use troops at will! Even if your enlisted men are permitted by His Majesty, our guards are not in their jurisdiction!”

“… ….”

“Guards! Stand on the wall right now! Stop that monster!”

“That monster cannot be touched with normal weapons or magic. Right now, it is best to defeat the troops while blocking the walls.”

“How can you be sure of that! Are you going to take responsibility?! Even if you are the fiancée of a memorial service, you can’t follow everything!”

Erica instantly opened her ax eye and glared at the guard captain.

The captain of the guard flinched momentarily at her cool spirit and took a step back.

Erica slowly turns her gaze back to the outside of the castle walls.

“I am not standing here as the fiancée of a memorial service.”

I have no intention of handing over her responsibilities to him.

“Erika Bright of the Bright family. As a proud sorcerer, I will take full responsibility here.”

A golden butterfly lands on her fingertips.

“You are the king of spirits.”

Whispering to it, Erica stretched out her hand high as if shaking it off.

The golden butterfly began to grow larger as it flew higher into the sky.

“Please.”

Down!

A golden butterfly that has grown so large that it covers part of the sky in Greypond.

The tentacles try to resist it, but they don’t even dare to touch it and it melts away.

“Please protect me.”

Down!

A huge butterfly crumbles like rubble and rains down.

Golden rain falling from the dark clouded sky.

The pouring rain soon becomes a huge barrier that surrounds the castle wall.

The tentacles that rushed to pierce it burned to ashes as soon as they touched them.

‘As expected.’

Seeing that her own magic was working in her first blow earlier, Erika was convinced.

If it’s her own magic with the light spirit king, it works for them.

In the end, it was Erica who blocked the castle wall alone.

She blows her sharp words at the captain of her guard, who is looking at her with a bewildered expression.

“You can’t last long. Hurry up and ask for support.”

“Ah! Ah! Yes yes! All right!”

The authoritarian appearance just now disappeared and the guard captain was about to run under the wall while saluting.

“Ah… ….”

With his sigh, the sound of an explosion coming from behind.

Fuwaaaaagh!

The tentacles rushing in from the outside were able to be blocked immediately with Erica’s spirit magic.

Fuwaaaaagh!

Fuwaaaaagh!

Inside the city.

Seeing the tentacles springing up from here and there, Erica couldn’t help but let out a sigh.

* * *

The center of the forum.

Charles’ body shows off his presence by transforming into huge tentacles.

The teeth embedded in the tentacles are grinding, and the eyes are bloodshot as they stare at me.

“No! Unbelievable!”

“Mu, Mule! What kind of situation is this!”

The tentacle that appeared in the center of the discussion hall swung its massive body and tried to strike me down.

“Hmm!”

Kwaji Jijik!

Intense lightning strikes and turns it into ashes.

A person with higher magical achievements than anyone else in this position.

The great wizard Rock Pelican, who was in charge of her moderation, thumps her on the floor with his thick old wooden staff and glares at Mule.

“You’ll need a proper explanation, you fool.”

Not as a moderator, but now as a wizard. Also as an executive protecting this country.

Rock Pelican fired a fierce murderous intent at Mule, but Mule responded with her sneer.

“Pitiful bastards who don’t even know what they mean.”

The one you could just call the Good Shepherd. His atmosphere, which was like a sheep, changes rapidly.

“Keep your head down under our solemn will. Praise me for coming down to this crude land to save the continent.”

My voice is distorted.

He shouted in a thick, grotesque voice as if dozens of people were talking at the same time.

“Time to twist fate and pay for the twist!”

Fuwaaaaagh!

Tentacles pouring out of the stands. The screams of the confused people cannot be heard because of the silence magic, but you can clearly see the audience running away in panic.

“I am the fallen god, Romuleus! I am the messenger who came down to tell you the truth and the truth of this land!”

Cracks begin to appear on the floor the mule is stepping on.

Damn it! Blasphemy!

Little tentacles protruding from the cracks attack the bishops supporting the nearest Mule.

“God Raizer! Mace to Iza!”

“Oh no! Help me!”

“Goddess! Goddess Hertia!”

However, despite their pleas, Mule bursts into madness.

“It was I who sat on the same throne as them, ate and drank the same things, and looked at the same things! What do you expect from whom, my dear ones!”

The cracks under the Mule’s feet continued to expand,

The tentacles rising from inside move greedily to catch and eat people.

“Stand up, saintess!”

“Divine power! To that wicked devil!”

The bishops calling Lucia.

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“After.”

Already aware of the outcome, Lucia stretches out her hand to see with her own eyes.

A pure white divine power shot towards the mule.

A gift from the gods that destroys all evil.

The greatest proof that God is still watching over this continent.

However.

As Mule absorbed her divine power, she could only laugh with her mouth ripped apart.

“You ignorant child who wants to punish me with the power we gave you. Come on and bow her head. Your god has come.”

Rather, the appearance of spreading her divine power while dyeing it as her own.

However, it was different from the normal divine power used by the saintess.

Is it because it is the sacred power that has been contaminated by the fallen god?

A brilliant divine blessing that normally heals and restores those who touch it.

However, the divine power that Mule shoots from her casts a dull gray light, and anyone who touches it becomes a part of herself.

So it was made with tentacles.

“Ah… ….”

Lucia exclaimed.

The divine power had no effect, and was used as a dramatic theatrical device to show that Mule was truly a god.

The gray light that Mule exudes is essentially the same as her own divine power.

The moment Lucia looks at them with a devastated expression.

“Please.”

[Don’t worry.]

The woman who received my request steps forward.

Stella, a former saint.

As she did to the soul of Charles, who was said to be the witness of her resurrection, her new type floats in color and shapes it.

“Su, Stella-sama?!”

“Why is the former saintess here!”

Upon discovering her Stella, her bishops greeted her with a raised voice in her bewilderment.

Indeed, Stella and Mule were in a confrontation, glaring at each other.

“Woman who served, I have received her faith, so go away.”

An obvious celebration that Stella has nothing to see anymore. But Stella slowly spreads her hands.

[You asked then? What should I do if God suddenly ends my mission?]

Mule gives clear answers to questions.

“Humblely accept.”

That is my will.

The god said that, but the saintess who was closest to the god answered differently.

[It was just a question to me. There were still so many people left to save, but how did God take the power? Why does my path end here?]

“… ….”

[I wonder if God doesn’t see those poor people.]

Mule did not answer.

Sometimes God gives an answer through silence, and Stella was a woman who sought the answer in it.

[After a lot of thought, I was able to realize that I had put down my mission.]

“… ….”

[Ah, God doesn’t consider it a mission to save them.]

I have been given divine power, but I have never received anything called a mission from a god.

The mission to heal the poor, the sick, and the wounded.

Not given by God.

It was Stella’s own decision.

“You, who arbitrarily judged the will of God, did not deserve that power.”

[Is that so?]

With a smile, Stella’s hands slowly overlap.

As if praying.

[You are throwing the continent into chaos.]

“This is order.”

[Those who were called your believers are in pain.]

“It will be the happiest death for those who followed me.”

[I see.]

“…… !”

For a moment, Mule’s eyes tremble. His gray divine power that covered the discussion hall gradually began to disappear.

To be precise, the initiative was unclear, and it was naturally oxidizing.

And that’s what you’re doing.

At least once, when it comes to handling divine power, the name of a saint was worthy of it.

Recognize that this is the behavior of the woman in front of you.

[O fallen god.]

If it was a normal divine power, it should have burned up as soon as Stella, who was in a soul state, touched it.

The clouded divine power had the same name and properties, but the effect was something completely different.

[Existence that causes chaos on the continent, I’m sorry, but please don’t treat us as believers.]

The gray divine power gradually gathers in front of Stella.

Mule tried to resist, but in the first place, in handling divine power, the proficiency itself couldn’t even match.

Stella has always been thinking about how to deal with the power that God took for granted.

As Stella clenched her fist, her holy power cracked and soon followed.

Kwaduk!

It was shattered with cracks.

[You are not our god.]

The dead saint’s turquoise eyes warned the fallen.

[There is no need for such a god.]

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  1. Ozaki Ozaki says:

    Let’s goo stellaaaaaaa!!!! …hope this isn’t something sacrificial though…

  2. LuxX says:

    Stella-nim is so cool~~!

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