The Academy’s Weakest Became A Demon-Limited Hunter chapter 213

213 – Alice Subjugation (9)

The culmination of each elemental attribute, the four original kings felt the immense ice magic.

From their respective countries, they turned their heads in the direction of the island where Merchen Academy was located with surprised faces.

The country of lightning, Zabrock.

A man in a black robe in the palace. The king of lightning, Zaul Dragoniac, closed his eyes and organized his thoughts.

Tsuzie!

A gorilla-wielding familiar, Vulcan, appeared with lightning magic wrapped around his shoulder. The Witchbeast knelt down on one knee and bowed his head to show respect to his master.

Zaul opened his eyes again and looked at Vulcan with purple eyes flowing with lightning magic.

[This Vulcan, I have come after being called by the Thunder Emperor!]

“A new ice festival has been decided.”

Vulcan was surprised, but soon calmly captured his expression. It was because he had already heard that a new Wonwang would be born among the students of Marchen Academy sooner or later.

“Keep an eye on the Merhen Academy of the Gerber Empire.”

[All right!]

Vulcan became lightning magic and disappeared.

Zaul looked up at the bright sky. Now, as the Wonking vs. Wonking, it is time to welcome Isaac.

Northern part of the Empire, Duchy of White Clark.

“Achel?! Please wait!”

Echel Whiteclark, the next Grand Princess of the North, ran out in front of the mansion and looked up at the sky. The ladies-in-waiting rushed after her as she acted unexpectedly.

The white light of the Frostlord was dispelling the darkness of the night sky. Achel was convinced that Isaac, a student at Marchen Academy and the archmage, must have revealed his true identity.

Echel is breathing heavily. A smile crept across her lips.

“Welcome, King of Ice. I was waiting.”

Achel looked at the light, lifted the hem of her dress, and bowed politely. While handing over a greeting so low that no one could hear it.

She was overjoyed. Because the original king of ice and the owner of the white dragon that he will serve has descended.

The reason why the next Grand Princess of the North greeted the sky where the abnormal phenomenon occurred… The maids couldn’t understand.

Duchy of Astreans.

Sword Saint Gerald Astreans was training his sword as usual, but he stopped and stared at the brilliant light in the night sky with sharp eyes.

Powerful magic that even he had no will to fight was spreading throughout the world.

“A hero without a name… .”

The Duke of Astreans was indebted to an unknown hero.

However, the man was in the mood to hide his identity, so Gerald was waiting for him to appear first.

Gerald thought the time had come to pay him back.

East, Hwabongguk – Horan.

no imperial. The black-haired shrine maiden, Miya, was looking at the light illuminating the night sky.

“Hey, that light… ?”

Miya asked Mae, a nine-tailed fox beside her.

The gumiho smiled faintly.

[It seems that our benefactor has revealed his true self.]

“… … .”

Miya gazed at the shining night sky with a face deep in thought.

It was a beautiful light.

Eiffelto Imperial.

From the balcony of the Imperial Palace, Emperor Carlos von Cairos Eiffelto looked up at the midnight sky with his escort knights.

The Imperial Magic Tower investigated the cause of the abnormal phenomenon. Determining the cause was simple, as the source of such powerful power was radiating without hiding it.

The only problem was that the cause was difficult to believe even after directly observing it.

Soon after, an imperial mage came running and saluted the emperor.

“Tell me. Who is in the sky?”

Emperor Carlos was usually cheerful, but he guessed that a serious situation had occurred and asked the royal mage in a calm voice. Emperor Carlos’ gaze was still lingering on the sky.

The imperial mage broke into a cold sweat. It was a response that stemmed from a sense of remote wonder. Because he was fluent in magic, he realized how absurd the current situation was.

The royal mage silently cleared her throat and opened her mouth.

“The white night phenomenon originated from the magic of one person… .”

When Emperor Carlos shook his head, the imperial mage stopped reporting.

“Ask again.”

The Emperor’s majestic eyes turned to the Imperial Wizard.

“Now, who is ruling the sky?”

The imperial mage swallowed dry saliva.

The Imperial Mage Tower observed the war going on around the Merhen Academy. There, a man with three pairs of wings of cold air was emitting light.

Emperor Carlos had only one question. Who should the kingdom define him as?

The imperial mage organized her thoughts and opened her mouth.

“… A hero without a name. The Frost Lord and the new Ice Emperor. King of Ice. At the same time, a student at Merchen Academy… It’s a boy named ‘Isaac’.”

The balance of power that made up the world is tilted.

Emperor Carlos closed his eyes. Not surprised. Because I was expecting it to be like this.

The unnamed hero is an overwhelming archmage. It could be seen as a natural consequence that he became an ice emperor, the pinnacle of ice elemental attributes.

Emperor Carlos remembered his daughter, Snow White.

Marchen Academy is guarded by Isaac. White’s comfort was supposed to be safe. I don’t trust Isaac, but it’s clear that he’s on the human side.

“I will go to Marchen Academy.”

Isaac is the pinnacle of humanity, stronger than any original king. The world will revolve around him.

It was detected in the imperial mage tower last winter, and it was confirmed that Isaac was even wielding the Wonok Demon Beast. Only the master of the Imperial Magic Tower, two high-ranking magicians, and the emperor knew that information.

Since he was such an existence, in order to protect the stability and peace of this country, he had to go face to face with him as the representative of the kingdom. First, I needed to move quickly.

“Prepare the wagon right now.”

Emperor Carlos turned his back and walked away, flapping his luxurious imperial clothes.

Meanwhile.

The fierce battle on the sea of ice was so grand and fierce that even the large island where the Marchen Academy was located looked shabby.

Everyone on the island watched the war between the Ice Emperor’s army and the demon army, with the Trump soldiers surrendering because they lost the reason to fight, and the four defeated and captured Trump Paladins.

The island was protected by a translucent barrier of ice placed by Isaac. The battlefield is around the island. It was the sky and the sea of ice.

The knights of Dupendorf and the monsters of ice wrapped their weapons in cold air to cut down or slash the demons, and the wizards of frost used strong ice elemental magic to break and freeze the enemies.

Sangui-Merbul fought extensively by unleashing large-scale ice magic toward Amik’s Freyja.

Bingtoeung-Barbatoma and Taedongak-Tugaros threw fists imbued with cold magic at the gluttonous Harmon, or bit the enemy with powerful jaws while exhaling violence.

Explosions of tremendous magical power occurred everywhere. If the battlefield hadn’t been the sea, the whole area would have already become a mess.

and in the sky

Quagga River!!

Ice and Snow Dragon-Heeld fired the 8-star ice elemental magic [Mahabal Special] towards the Nightmare Dragon-Jabberwake.

The Nightmare Dragon countered with the 8-star neutral property magic [Phantom Flame] wrapped in dark magic.

The ultra-cold silver rays collided with the mystical flame burning deep purple, causing a powerful explosion.

aaang!!

The air was filled with cold steam.

The sky was still cold. Ordinary creatures would lose their lives even if they approached.

saaa!!

The blade of the Vorpal Sword, wrapped in tremendous density of magic, cut through the steam. Isaac swung the frost scythe and clashed with the sword blade of the Vorpal sword, spreading cold air.

The sword was consumed by the cold and split by the blade of the sickle.

Isaac and Mephisto deployed numerous magic circles and poured attacks on each other across the sky. A roar of all kinds rang through the heavens.

It was a battle of such an enormous scale that it could not be fully captured by those who looked up at the sky at the Merchen Academy.

Swoop!

Chow!

Isaac ignored the level up system window that repeatedly popped up and attacked Mephisto at terrifying speed.

He swung his scythe brilliantly while intercepting Mephisto with magic across the sky. In the unstoppable onslaught of cold magic, a silver trail was drawn.

Carelessness is soon death. Mephisto judged that even if the weapons met, defeat would be confirmed.

Mephisto focused on counterattacking with magic while avoiding Isaac’s graceful attacks.

[Ugh!!]

Isaac rules the sky.

The thick cold engulfed Alice’s body. As time passed, my body slowed down and I felt intense pain. The flesh was even, and the functions of the intestines were paralyzed.

Isaac, on the other hand, was fine. I was not fine, so I had plenty of room. The only scars on his body were from fighting Zenon or Alice. Mephisto and the Nightmare Dragon were unable to do any damage.

Isaac’s calm and cool eyes aimed only at the enemy Mephisto. Fierce cold magic that could destroy the whole area one by one rushed like a shower.

Mephisto quickly backed away while staring at Isaac, extending his Vorpal sword upwards.

Gather the strength of the whole body. Mephisto bit his teeth tightly and released his mana at full output.

Koo Goo Goo!!

The dark red magic power splendidly rose from the sword body and extended the lofty sword spirit. A whirlwind of magical power raged along the sword.

Behind Mephisto, the Nightmare Dragon – Jabberwock kept its position, entwining the flame [Phantom Flame] that led creatures into eternal nightmares.

Mephisto prepared to unleash his sword. It was the power to split the sea of ice far beyond the horizon. Whoever is cut by the sword will be sucked into an eternal dream that he will dream until he dies.

It wasn’t just Isaac who was aiming. The island where Bingtoeung-Barbatoma, part of Dupendorf’s forces, and Märchen Academy were located was in the straight path of the sword’s movement.

Can this power be stopped without any damage? So Mephisto tried to provoke Isaac.

However, Mephisto was speechless when he saw Isaac’s appearance as the coldness went away.

An existence with mighty ice power holding a scythe, fluttering the hem of a magician’s robe, and turning its back on the light of the midnight sun. He was looking at Mephisto with emotionless eyes.

Behind him, the mythological white dragon, Ice and Snow Dragon-Heeld, was raising his mana with his white wings wide open. Light blue cold air gushed out like steam.

Mephisto is… I thought it was a very wonderful sight.

It is a supreme being that cannot be touched.

he is against himself harbors resentment. When that fact came to mind, Mephisto felt a fear unrelated to his will.

The man’s words that he would find Mephisto’s true body and kill him became more and more realistic.

… It won’t happen. Mephisto tried to erase the useless imagination from his head.

[you are… I must die here.]

Isaac. He is a human who defeated even the mighty side of the Demons, the Floating Island, and the Cavallion of the Earth. That’s why I already knew it was strong, but I didn’t know it would be that level.

For the sake of the evil god Nephid, Mephisto thought that he must be dealt with here.

Mephisto screamed and swung his vorpal sword.

The sword spirit soared high into the sky and shot at Isaac.

Kwaaa!!!

The sword energy accompanied by the typhoon poured down like lightning. Its sword blade cut through the sky and the sea of ice and rushed at a terrifying speed like a flash.

It was a sword of enormous size. No matter how strong magicians flying and crawling from the kingdom flocked and deployed layer upon layer of protective magic, they would not be able to block the path of the sword.

“Is that your strength?”

However, the words Isaac brought out in the face of the sword were very monotonous.

“… It is my turn.”

Swoop!!

A high concentration of ice magic seeped into the frost sickle. Soon, Isaac swung the frost sickle vigorously, and a solid silver line split the sky diagonally.

a rush of cold.

[absolute zero].

The frost sickle’s unique magic, which cuts the path drawn by the sickle blade without space limitations and pours powerful cold energy, was cast.

Chaaa!!!

[…] … !]

The Nightmare Dragon – Jabberwock spewed [Phantom Flames] with wild momentum and intervened in front of Mephisto to protect his master. It was an order from Mephisto.

But to no avail.

Whoaaa!!!

Vorpal Sword’s Sword Skill and Frost Scythe’s unique magic. The two attacks crossed in the shape of a cross.

I could hear the sound of blasphemy, distance, and even the illusion that space was being cut.

In an instant, a terrifying blast raged along the trajectory drawn by the blade of the sickle, and the blade of the Vorpal Sword could not pierce the ferocious cold air and was consumed in vain.

One after another, Mephisto felt a cold sensation as his body was drawn in an oblique line.

He sensed that all the battles that could be waged with this body were already over.

[In the end, it turns out like this… .]

defeated.

[…] Whoops.]

… In the body of the Queen of Hearts.

It’s not over yet. Before Mephisto froze, he grinned.

The seal on the pocket watch, which was the last resort, was broken. Mephisto could sense it.

The highest-ranking demon tribe, which even Mephisto himself could not control, was about to wake up.