I Want To Save the Academy Time-Limited Madman chapter 115

I Want To Save the Academy Time-Limited Madman 115

115 – How to fight and win against monsters (43) – You die at the hands of the people you killed.

A long time ago, there was someone who could freely control fire.

People called him a monster because he freely wielded fire, which was a symbol of hell.

Because such a person used a sword filled with aura, people called him a sword demon.

Using both a sword and fire, people soon began calling him the Flame Emperor.

The Flame Emperor became like the king and leader of the monsters.

He finally reached a meeting with the emperor on the Berdiya Mountains.

“Everyone return to nothingness.”

The scene before them, who had expected the emperor’s kindness, was a merciless massacre.

The enraged Surta and the monsters fled and a tower rose where they fell.

People called it ‘Monster’s Tower’.

.

Surta, Lord of Flame.

He fights without rising from his throne.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve been a guest…Let’s enjoy it slowly.”

Because it is strong enough even without it happening.

The king does not get up from his place.

“Will you please me again like you did then? You weak child.”

Rurrr!

A huge fire engulfed the Dyers Expedition.

It was not just a flame. It was an organic organism that thought and moved on its own.

In other words, it is alive.

As the living flames engulfed the expedition, black smoke spread out.

“It’s full of smoke. Fire in an enclosed space is more scary than anything else.”

Surta clicked his tongue as if it was boring. But in his heart, he already knew.

“Magic may not work on you, but this ‘flame’ is different.”

I can’t kill the man in front of me at this level.

Dyers grabbed the living flame with his bare hands and cut it in two.

“You never disappoint me either.”

Surta smiled and snapped his fingers as if satisfied.

Then an alter ego appeared and blocked the expedition.

Start of phase 2.

The real battle has begun.

.

Four clones jumped out and blocked her path.

Red, blue, white, black.

These are alter egos that use different elements according to their color.

“As planned. Luna and Jenna are in charge of red, Latina is in blue, and Kirshen is in charge of white.”

An opponent that I have defeated several times. What was even more strange was that neither I nor Surta knew about each other.

Surta’s alter ego falls far short of the power of her main body. She will have enough to catch.

Latina, a skilled hunter, took on the blue alter ego that wields lightning.

Every time the bat containing electric current is swung, nimbly dodge it and then shoot an arrow.

An arrow went straight into the eye. Nevertheless, the blue clone swung the bat at random.

Finally the bat hit her on the head. The clone looked down at her in delight.

“That’s fake.”

There is nothing.

“Because alter egos aren’t something only you can use.”

While the blue clone was panicking, a huge arrow that had already been loaded split the sky.

“Quaaah!”

The blue clone has fallen.

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“Krrr!”

Assassin Kirshen took on the white alter ego. The weapon on this side was specifically fencing.

Her alter ego pressured her with her fast pace from the beginning. Kirshen precariously dodged the clone’s fencing sword.

“Why does this bastard, Dyers, give me these things?”

She grunted and took out a dagger. Once again, her fencing sword flies at crazy speed.

I didn’t avoid it this time.

Kusssssuk! Visor! Kaang!

The white clone’s sword and Kirshen’s dagger clashed continuously in the air.

The clone’s sword became faster and faster, and Kirshen’s dagger gradually lost its power. The white clone struck her final blow, confident of her own victory.

“It’s so slow it makes me yawn.”

The movement of the alter ego stopped. The sword she thought would be the final blow was caught with her bare hands.

Is this possible?

Fear is creeping in. The white clone swallowed her saliva and looked at the opponent in front of her.

The hunter’s eyes are shining eerily.

“I’m still an executioner, but even when I was on active duty, I didn’t easily lose to that bastard. Why are you giving me an opponent like this?”

“Bwak!”

Kirshen adjusted his grip on the dagger and threw it away. Her blood was rushing out. She moved her body without heeding anything.

“aaah!”

Every time I took a step, red blood poured out continuously. If it were a head-to-head match, it would be at a disadvantage to Dyers, but if it was an ‘assassination,’ it would be a different story.

She is the best assassin in Beatus Academy with no equal.

Even as her vision became blurred, the white clone tried to follow her Kirshen’s movements.

“Ahh…”

“Can’t you see a thing? Don’t be too hard on yourself. It’s not that I’m fast, it’s that you’re slow.”

Nothing was seen.

The white clone has fallen.

Jenna and Luna worked together to break the head of the red clone.

The black alter ego played by Dyers collapsed with his entire body shattered.

He took a breath while examining the status of the expedition team.

“You’ve already defeated them all. Thank you all for your hard work.”

“If I can’t do this, I have to drop out of the academy.”

“Wasn’t Kirshen the last to catch it?”

“Hey, Dyers. Don’t you take care of your juniors properly?”

“..There’s an enemy right in front of us, so what are we all doing? Let’s focus.”

When their chat ended, an impressed Surta clapped his hands and praised the expedition team.

“The speed is much faster than before. You guys are definitely strong. You’re so annoying that I want to kill you miserably.”

As Surta clapped once while saying that, the clones that had fallen stood up again.

Only the black alter ego that was attacked by Dyers could no longer rise.

“f*ck this. I can’t do this.”

There was a good reason why Kirshen swore.

This is because the fallen clone did not just rise up, but rose in a much stronger state.

Has 3 heads and 6 arms.

It is the form of Sura.

However, even this fact was already known to Dyers.

The expedition team calmly maintained their respective positions and fought against Sura’s clones.

Up until now, everything had gone according to Dyers’ plan.

Each person is engaged in a fierce battle with their respective alter egos.

Only Dyers had no opponent. Because the black alter ego could not rise at all.

He walked towards Surta’s throne.

“Huh? Didn’t you find your partner?”

He looked at the fallen black clone once, as if wondering, and then looked at Dyers again.

Dyers also looked at him quietly.

“My opponent is right in front of my eyes.”

“hahahaha! The kid who couldn’t even touch Jim’s fur has become quite bold. Yes, I saw your swordsmanship skills well. You must have made an effort to cut your bones.”

“….”

Surta’s complexion suddenly wrinkled.

“But did you come here just to kill me? You trusted me with your meager swordsmanship skills? This is truly arrogant.”

Surta was an opponent who faced Dyers several times. And in the end, it was like a huge wall that he couldn’t overcome.

“That’s not all.”

In order to save Chairman Vivian, you must overcome the Flame Emperor. So how can we defeat this monster?

“hahahahaha! Then what else have you prepared? Please show me. I’m really curious.”

Magic? It doesn’t work.

Swordsmanship? This man was a monster himself who could use a sword containing aura.

Then there was only one way for Dyers to overcome this monster.

“The people you have killed so far.”

“…What?”

Dyers was in a very bad mood from the moment he entered this place.

Ordinary ghosts remain pure and maintain their innocence.

However, those who die with a grudge keep reliving terrible memories and their forms also turn into hideous forms.

Vengues who have been burned to death constantly emit a particularly nauseating smell. They whispered and begged frantically to Dyers.

Ask me to kill the monster in front of me.

“Whew.”

Dyers lit a cigarette.

The spirits gather.

The dead, who live with hatred toward the person who killed them, cling to him.

With her kidneys restored, Dyers can now summon 10 times more spirit than usual.

The hateful ghosts run wild and march around.

Some people called it a night trip.

“Did I kill this many people?”

Surta snorted and smiled bitterly. He was still sitting on the throne, quietly observing the demons.

As if it had nothing to do with him.

“So what are you going to do? Are you going to kill me like this?”

“No.”

The ghosts of Hundred Ghosts Night Tour want a ‘body.’

They want a body that will take revenge on them.

Dyers called the act of willingly giving up the body ‘possession’.

He has only been able to possess one ghost so far.

Because the ‘vessel’ was small, if more than one person possessed his body, there was a high possibility that his mind would be damaged.

In the nun’s case, even if only one Bishop Offinho was possessed, she would have suffered great power and pain.

It’s different now.

With the help of Count Adrian, the ‘vessel’ has expanded enormously now that it is nearing its prime.

Enough to receive the hatred of all these demons here at once.

Enough to receive the power of all these spirits here.

“Everyone, come in.”

The enemies could not hide their joy at his declaration and went on a rampage again.

All the ghosts filled with hatred entered his body.

Everyone’s hatred and anger and power began to be concentrated on one person.

[[Kyaaa!]]

[Kill me! Please kill that monster!!}

[Make it as painful as I was in pain!!]

Dyers, who was filled with all the ghosts, took out the ‘Intangible Sword’ left behind by Aren.

Surta, who saw this, opened his mouth in admiration.

“His current spirit is truly similar to Jim’s… He can truly be called the ‘King of Ghosts.'”

Dyers responded by pointing his intangible sword at him.

“Surta is not a king.”

Kings do not fight with each other.

I just sit quietly on the throne, sip tea, and watch the war unfold.

“…..”

“I am a necromancer.”

“hahahaha!”

Surta laughed loudly.

He stood up holding his sword.

“Then I guess I’ll have to pick up the sword. You’re a strong kid.”

A dazzling red aura appeared on Surta’s sword.

“I am Surta, the Flame Emperor and one of the kings of the monsters. What is your name?”

A pitch-black aura appeared on the intangible sword.

“Dyers.”

He did not have the skills to manifest aurors.

This auror was manifested by the hatred of spirits.

He opened his mouth again.

“You will die at the hands of the people you killed today.”

The two swords crossed at incredible speed in the air.

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