242. Exorcising evil spirits
[I’m going to change my name!]
“A person who is already dead cannot change their name.”
[That’s discrimination!]
The dark spirit is still floating in the air, covering his face and shouting. It is impressive that he is not simply turning left and right, but also turning up and down as if in weightlessness.
If Aria and Eleanor had seen it, their eyes would have lit up because it looked fun.
[Shall I call Velika?]
Stella peeks out from next to me and asks. It seemed like the power of the Great Devil was needed to deal with the giant monster-like spirit of Ruaneth in front of him.
“No, it’s okay.”
Even though I was not dealing with an arch-demon of the same level, I had no intention of overdoing it by accepting Velika into her body.
Besides, I can’t receive her help in battle forever.
[Is this just a rehearsal?]
Because Stella and Velika were leaving soon. They implicitly ask if this is a preparation for a situation in which they disappear.
The smile filled with consideration contained bitterness, and it was not as if there was no reason at all.
“The opponent is a necromancer.”
There was another main reason why I did not seek help from Velika.
“If we’re wizards walking the same path, there’s no way the dark spirit and I can’t win.”
Hearing those words, the dark spirit, whose rotation was gradually accelerating, suddenly stopped.
Her head, which had been facing towards the ground, slowly returned to its original position, as if turning clockwork.
Before I knew it, the dark spirit with her shoulders wide open quietly stood next to me.
[Of course, there are two of us, and which necromancer would dare to reveal his name?]
It was funny to see her flaunting her pride, but I also agreed with her opinion.
Cow!
Ruaneth’s soul, which had been cut off by the dark spirit’s magic, begins to regain its original form.
His spirit, which should be called a huge monster or devil, snorts and glares at us.
“I will come back.”
[Look carefully at your senior’s back.]
The dark spirit and I took steps forward at the same time, even though no signal was given.
[Are you saying it is a bond between necromancers? I’m a little jealous, but…… Have a nice trip.]
Stella gently raises her hand to see you off. Listening to the saintess’s cheers, the dark spirit and I raise our heads together and look up at the huge demon beast looking down at us.
[My student, tell me how you will deal with him.]
“… ….”
I didn’t like it so much that I glared at the dark spirit, but she urged me to do it quickly.
“Ruaneth is a necromancer with a unique way of fighting using his own soul.”
[That’s right. I wonder how the human soul can become like this.]
A being bigger than any evil spirit I have ever encountered.
It cannot be called an evil spirit or evil spirit. If we were to be specific, it was at a level similar to that of guardian deities such as Sangun or Horua.
Ruaness even defeated the Spirit King of Light by himself.
“But I guess you could say he’s the person you’re most familiar with.”
I remember explaining several times that a necromancer has a similar concept to a summoner.
He takes possession of an evil spirit and uses it to manipulate magic. The necromancer’s way of serving them is through suffering and oppression.
The dark spirit said he was satisfied with my words and nodded his head.
[Bringing evil spirits to their knees and causing pain. You could say it’s my specialty.]
Boo!
It is so heavy that the wind breaks through it.
The sound that could not be produced by simply striking down the hand was similar to the scream of the wind.
“How dare you show off in front of someone!”
With Ruaneth’s cry, the fist of the soul comes crashing down on us once again.
This time, Ruaneth’s soul was so strong that it could not be easily destroyed like before.
“I will assist.”
[Wise.]
But there was still a sense of leisure in our conversation.
Even though I didn’t say much, the dark spirit possessed my body, but it was quite different from the possession of other ghosts.
Because she and I had the same mind and were thinking about the same movement.
In fact, the initiative of the body was meaningless.
Thick black circles on ten fingers.
When I pulled the hand raised at the crossroads, magic that looked like a scar made of claws shot upward.
Once again, the huge fist is torn apart. With my mana combined with the dark spirit’s magic, our magic also had a destructive power that was incomparable to before.
Like that.
Once again, the dark spirit woman walks forward together, coming out from under the huge soul of Ruanes, her hand cut off.
There was no haste in our steps.
Like taking a walk through a forest of spirits and fairies, we approach Luanes.
[Before, I only thought of the soul as a tool.]
Once again, Ruaneth’s spirit boiled and stretched out its opposing hand towards us.
The steps we take and the black hands sticking out from the elongated shadows block it.
Hundreds of small black hands blocking a huge white fist.
It was a sight that was perfectly suited to the term “Magical scenery.”
[That’s why I hated it the most when evil spirits carelessly touched or attacked me.]
So, when collecting evil spirits, the dark spirit master was confident. Not to be outdone by her magic materials, which were her only research tools, her magic was also quite specialized in the way it dealt with her soul.
[I allowed an evil spirit to approach me only once in my life.]
Originally, it would have been difficult for her to say these words, but there was no hesitation in the dark spirit’s tone of voice. She is rather cheerful and explains the time.
[Immediately his neck was twisted and he died.]
“To be strictly speaking, it should be considered a type of guardian deity rather than an evil spirit.”
The angel who protected the residents of Setima at the time demonstrated almost invincible power only against enemies who tried to harm the residents.
[Well, you could say I was complacent. It was also funny. She never feared death while living as a necromancer, but she never thought she would die in vain.]
My words were a little different from the Jenny I met at the Demon Demon Battle. Because she seemed quite frightened at the prospect of her own death.
Well, many aspects of her life as a dark spirit have changed now, so she didn’t bother to point out that.
[So, do you know how much research she has done since then? It can be said that she learned many things even from that meaningless death.]
Ruaneth’s spirit eventually retreats. He must have decided that he could not overcome it with simple physical force, and his soul became the mouth of a huge monster.
It was like a dragon.
The spirit of Ruaneth passed through the ground and disappeared.
It looked like it was hiding under the ground and trying to bite me right away, like a crocodile hiding in the water.
The mana of the whole body is so intense that it begins to swirl.
The dark spirit was handling my mana so harshly that even I was momentarily taken aback.
A feeling I felt for the first time in my life.
A method that does not seem to be the magic of a dark spirit.
In the end, the dark spirit was also a wizard, so I knew she could study magic even after her death.
In reality, the only thing she taught me was the overly aggressive magic she used during her lifetime.
Slowly.
Mana is running out.
At the same time, the dark spirit naturally releases his possession and stands before me.
She was playfully smiling and looking at me.
[Death can come suddenly anytime, anywhere. Is this your teacher’s advice?]
“…… “It touches my heart.”
Perhaps because it was said by a dark spirit, it sounded even more sincere.
[So. After I died, I tried to create a magic that could prevent death as much as possible. It was different from the usual method, so it took a lot of time.]
Kaaa!
The scream of the soul.
Ruaneth’s soul, which has become the mouth of a huge monster, begins to scream and soar.
Teeth and snout rising from the floor.
I was already in his mouth.
Quaaang!
A purple round membrane appears and protects the dark spirit temple. It had an overwhelming solidity without the slightest tremor or anxiety.
Absolute defense power.
This is the answer the dark spirit gave to avoid her death.
It was definitely different in many ways from her magic, which was nothing but an attack. It felt like magic created by someone else.
I had one question though.
I didn’t even bother to say that, and I didn’t know the answer.
But the dark spirit secretly approaches me and asks me what I think.
[Amazing, right?]
“Yeah, that’s amazing.”
It is an absoluteness comparable to the Robe of Aegis, which boasts almost invincible defense for 10 minutes, which was used in the last nightmare battle.
The dark spiritess nodded, saying that she was satisfied with the magic, which was worthy of the word beautiful, and continued her words slyly.
[But I created magic, but I don’t actually need to use it.]
Because he is already dead.
It was a sinister word, but the corners of the Dark Spirit’s mouth were still raised.
[So, it’s a gift, Deius. This magic is the final lesson I, the teacher, give to you.]
“… ….”
[Deius.]
Slowly.
And the dark spirit carefully places her hand on my cheek.
Even though I can’t feel touch or warmth. Her heart was clearly flowing.
[Don’t die.]
She is already dead.
[Never.]
Created solely for me.
[You must never die.]
Magic that resists death.
“Yes.”
I couldn’t say anything else to her request. A strange feeling was overflowing in my heart.
Finden Eye?
Erica?
Stella?
A different emotion welled up inside me, similar to the one I had towards those women. It seems similar to Deius’s feelings toward Illuania, yet different.
Amid the dizzying emotions, the dark spirit smiled softly.
[Live happily. Have fun, laugh a little, eat a lot of delicious food, and often show respect to your teacher. At the end, they all grow old and die laughing in bed.]
Her purple eyes sparkle.
[Then I am.]
She was trying to pretend not to, but the small tears seemed to reflect her emotions.
[In the world you created.]
For a moment, I almost stretched out my hand without realizing it.
I almost caught her.
But it didn’t move.
Because it is right.
[I’ll be waiting.]
hehehe, the dark spirit lowers her hand and turns her body around to look at Luanes, who is glaring at us.
He was helplessly defeated by me and the dark spirit, and he looked like he couldn’t understand.
In fact, the dark spirit pointed at herself, turned her head slightly and smiled mischievously.
[Congratulations on exorcising evil spirits.]
It’s time for separation