Damn Necromancer-Chapter 313
Chapter 313: Heavenly City (3)
Heavenly City, District 8
“Do not panic!”
“Form up the ranks!”
“Do not show an ugly sight to the Guild Leader!”
The guild members formed their ranks.
Buffs poured in from all directions, and all kinds of attack skills were loaded.
Kim Minwoo snapped his fingers.
The aura of death dyed the earth.
Four streams of black light bloomed from his fingertips and stretched out toward the Ruler of the Mist.
They scattered as if exploding in the empty air and began to take form.
Kurururu.
The earth groaned.
First.
Blue soul flames blazed from empty eye sockets.
Armor made of ancient dragon bones shone in the darkness.
Cedric, Dragon Knight.
Second.
Silver hair fluttered in the wind.
Above pale skin, blue pupils stared at the monster.
Merhen, Banshee Queen.
Third.
Blazing flames swallowed the empty air.
Above obsidian-like skin, ancient demon realm patterns shone red.
Vulcan, Lord of Flames.
Fourth.
Crimson pupils opened languidly.
Those eyes holding the light of the sunset took on interest for the first time.
Olivia, Twilight Vampire.
Kung. Kung. Kung.
From behind, ten massive shadows raised their bodies.
Armor made of dragon bones. Pale eye glints.
10 Dragon Tooth Soldiers.
As the four Legion Commanders and the elite unit formed their ranks, the air itself became heavy.
“Th-that is......”
The sound of gulping saliva spread among the guild members.
No matter how strong the Money Talks Guild had become, the momentum of the existences standing in front of them was on a different level.
“I know Cedric and Merhen, but......”
“What are those two?”
Vulcan and Olivia.
The two were Legion Commanders being summoned for the first time in the Heavenly City.
It was natural, as they hadn't existed at all during his previous visit.
On top of that, even the special entities called Dragon Tooth Soldiers.
It was no wonder the guild members were surprised.
―Is it a hunt?
“Yeah. Let's see who does it best.”
Instantly, the eyes of the four Legion Commanders shone simultaneously.
A sort of team-building rally combined with a competition.
Kim Minwoo reached out his hand to the Ruler of the Mist.
Above the pitch-black ring worn on his index finger, a menacing blue magic circle bloomed.
[Using Death's Imprint!]
[An ‘Imprint’ has been engraved upon the Ruler of the Mist!]
[When the imprinted target dies, a portion of its stats will be permanently absorbed!]
“Then, the hunt begins.”
Vulcan moved first.
Flames bloomed.
No, it wasn't just blooming.
It was hellfire that swallowed the earth, dyed the sky, and burned the air itself.
It was on a different level from the past.
Demon Realm Lord Rank 1.
The moment the enhanced authority of flames was fully manifested, a massive flame whip coiled in the empty air.
Wriggling like a living snake, it was shot toward the Ruler of the Mist.
Chuaaaak―!
Twelve pupils wavered in unison.
Dozens of tentacles were swung as if to resist, but the fire snake burned them away and dug in.
In an instant, it wrapped around the monster's torso three times and tightened.
Kkiiiiik―!
The body made of mist burned.
Cedric kicked the ground.
Blue eye glints shone chillingly.
The power of the two souls absorbed in the Ranking Battle condensed at the tip of the spear.
Drakan's dragon scales wrapped around the spear shaft, and the mighty strength of Iron Blood King Carnos dwelt in his arm.
Peo-eong―!
A single spear strike.
A hole the size of a human head was blown open on the Ruler of the Mist's torso.
Two strikes.
Three strikes.
Under the continuously pouring spear strikes, the monster's body was pierced like a honeycomb.
Between them, silver hair fluttered.
Witch of the White Night.
The moment that authority manifested, the monster's surface, which had been heated up by Vulcan's high heat, began to freeze in an instant.
Chiiiiiik―.
A rapid temperature difference.
From the heat of thousands of degrees to the cold of hundreds of degrees below zero.
There was no substance that could withstand this temperature difference.
At least not at the level of the Ruler of the Mist.
Jjeojeok.
Jjeojeojeok.
The body made of mist began to crack like glass. Fragments fell off.
The monster let out a painful scream for the first time.
Kkiaaaaa―!
The remaining tentacles swung madly.
It was a desperate struggle.
However.......
Before anyone noticed, a shadow appeared above the monster's head.
Crimson pupils looked down languidly.
Olivia.
Elongated fingernails pierced one of the twelve pupils.
Having dug in up to her wrist, she grasped something and stirred it roughly.
“Ptooey.”
Spitting out the black bodily fluid that touched her lips, she furrowed her brow as if disgusted.
“Disgusting.”
Kkiaaaaaa―!
The Ruler of the Mist screamed.
The remaining eleven pupils rotated madly.
Dozens of tentacles stretched out in all directions and began their final struggle.
At that moment, Dragon Tooth Soldiers holding massive shields blocked the front.
The tentacles bounced off the shields, letting out sharp rupture sounds.
However, they did not break through.
The Dragon Tooth Soldiers were monster-like existences, each created by combining one thousand skeletons.
Meanwhile, the four Legion Commanders moved simultaneously.
Vulcan first.
The flame whip tightened even stronger.
The heat of thousands of degrees rapidly heated up the frozen body once again.
The fire snake cut off the tentacles one by one and penetrated deep into the torso.
Chiiiik―.
The mist evaporated.
Something was revealed through the gap.
The stone statue embedded in the monster's heart.
Taking the shape of a human, it finally completely exposed its form.
Cedric's blue eye glints shone chillingly.
He kicked the ground.
Drakan's dragon scales wrapped around the spear shaft, and Iron Blood King Carnos's mighty strength dwelt in his arm.
The power of the two souls condensed at the tip of the spear, spewing out a blue flash.
Peo-eong―!
The spear strike was shot toward the stone statue.
However, the Ruler of the Mist did not stay still either.
The remaining tentacles blocked the front of the stone statue, forming a shield.
At the same time, the eleven pupils shone in unison.
Kkiiiiiik―!
An ear-splitting scream filled the space.
Groans burst out among the guild members.
Some fell to their knees.
At that moment.
Silver hair fluttered.
―Noisy.
Merhen's voice rang out.
Rafaela's Divine Tongue.
All the mana generated by the Ruler of the Mist was tightly bound in an instant.
The scream was cut off.
The eleven pupils stopped.
Olivia moved.
Her sunset-colored pupils shone languidly.
Her hand, having seeped in like a shadow, grasped the stone statue.
Her elongated fingernails dug through the mist and pulled out the core.
Ttuk.
The stone statue was separated from the monster's body.
Kkiaaaa―!
The Ruler of the Mist let out its final scream.
The massive figure began to scatter.
The mist scattered in all directions and faded away.
[Level rises by 4!]
[Acquired the title, ‘Comfortable Bus Passenger’!]
‘Right, this is a Necromancer.’
Not doing anything from behind while the summons take care of it on their own.
Wasn't this the true flavor of the summoner job class.
He did step up directly holding a sword if necessary, but just because he was Kim Minwoo didn't mean he hated riding the bus.
It was just that in most situations, he had to move first to forcefully board the bus.
‘Good, good.’
The four enhanced Legion Commanders.
Their power had now reached the point where it would sufficiently work even against a raid boss-level.
The harvest did not end here.
The moment the dark blue aura flowing out from the Ruler was cleanly absorbed into the ring.
[The ‘Imprint’ target has died!]
[Absorbs 1% of the total stats of the Ruler of the Mist!]
[All stats rise by 50!]
“Hah.”
Kim Minwoo admired quietly.
Death's Imprint, one of the Death Lord's items.
This was just, a crazy item.
All stats rise by 50.
Expressed differently, this was no different from his level being inflated by 50.
Especially if used on a physical-type boss that doesn't have any particular skills, like the Ruler of the Mist.......
‘Isn't it just a stat copier?’
He could use this three times a month?
Carefully stroking the ring, Kim Minwoo prayed solemnly.
‘Demen.’
Olivia, who had approached his side before he knew it, handed over the acquired item.
“This.”
As he picked up the stone statue that looked exactly like the bronze statue, the two items merged and a message popped up.
[Statue of the Vagabond of District 9 is enhanced to Phase 3.]
[Statue of the Vagabond of District 9]
[Grade: Special.]
[Usage Qualification: Kim Minwoo.]
[A statue imbued with the wisdom of those who survived the slums. Blessings are given to a maximum of five thousand allies.]
[Blessing Phase 3 Applied State]
[Effect]
[1. Greatly amplifies resistance to poison.]
[2. Greatly amplifies evasion rate when health drops below 30%.]
[3. Increases stats of all allies within District 9 by 20%, and 1 automatic resurrection upon death (Cooldown 1 year).]
“Wow.”
It was merely a small statue that could fit in his grasp.
Its effects were not just terrifying, they were to the point of being wicked.
Blessing applied to five thousand people.
Blocks poison, increases evasion rate.
It even resurrects them once if they die.
It was a crazy item.
‘If I have this......’
At least in District 9, it was a structure where the Money Talks Guild had no choice but to become the absolute bullies.
Even if Red Flag were to come down here.......
‘It would be worth fighting.’
Even Lilith, one of the Seven Lords, could not fully exert her power when she came to District 9.
Let alone the ranks below her; if they came, they would only be plastered with debuffs.
With this much, it was worth a try.
“Amteron.”
“Yes, Guild Leader.”
The eyes of Amteron answering were full of awe.
Because he knew Kim Minwoo's true skills better than anyone else.
What kind of Necromancer was he?
He was a monster-like powerhouse who sliced up all the top 10 guilds that had attacked him jointly with a single sword strike.
But now, he had crushed a boss without even swinging his sword once.
‘In just a few months......’
It meant the monster had returned, having transformed into an even more terrible monster.
But what if that monster was on his side?
There could be nothing more reassuring than this.
Right now, Amteron's heart was so warm, it was as if he had fully bought blue-chip stocks.
“I am going to go up. Before that, as a final thing...... I will leave you with a gift.”
“If you say a gift......”
“If I wreck the place up there, District 9 will also get noisy, right?”
“......Probably, right?”
Because they would send people down for revenge.
“So I plan to build a very sturdy defense facility before I go.”
And with special items plastered with dragon's techniques at that.
A few days later.
Under the sky of District 9, the city had completely transformed.
“Crazy......”
Amteron's jaw dropped.
The outer castle wall had become twice as high.
No, it hadn't simply become higher.
Patterns modeled after dragon scales covered the entire castle wall, and between them, blue mana flowed as if pulsating.
The inner castle wall was even more so.
Defense towers made of black bone soared at hundred-meter intervals.
At the top of each, a Dragon Tooth Soldier stood at attention, and their pale eye glints surveyed all directions.
“That is......”
“A defense tower.”
Kim Minwoo said calmly.
“It will attack on its own if enemies come. The performance is......”
The moment the tower spewed flames.
Ppeo-eong―!
A massive crater formed on the ground.
Kim Minwoo's gaze turned toward the armory.
The guild members were receiving new equipment.
Armaments crafted directly by the Dragon Tooth Soldiers.
Swords and armor made of an alloy mixed with dragon bone dust shone bluish under the sunlight.
“Wow, is this real?”
“Crazy. How much is this for a single set!”
The sound of murmuring burst out from all directions.
Kim Minwoo chuckled.
Ten Dragon Tooth Soldiers.
They didn't just have outstanding combat power.
As befitting existences each combining one thousand skeletons, their production capacity was also at a monster level.
In just a few days, they stacked the castle walls twice as high, erected ten defense towers, and newly churned out equipment for one thousand eight hundred people entirely.
‘This is a Necromancer.’
A job optimized for running a city rather than being alone.
It was the moment its true value was finally displayed.
“I made it so you can hold out even without me.”
“......Yes.”
Amteron bowed his head.
“But, Guild Leader.”
“Why?”
“We received contact from the Shadow Guild side. A message that Lilith, one of the Seven Lords, ordered to be delivered directly......”
“What does she say?”
“She says Red Flag's troops are gathering in District 8. It seems it is probably to stop our guild from coming up...... But...... it seems Red Flag isn't the only problem.”
“In detail.”
“As the war with the Demonic Cult intensifies, the entirety of District 8 is becoming a battlefield. Both sides are frantic to draw in neutral factions.”
“So?”
“It is Lilith's message. ‘The moment you set foot in District 8, you will be forced to choose either side. And the result of that choice is irreversible.’”
Kim Minwoo was silent for a moment.
Red Flag and the Demonic Cult.
It meant jumping into the middle of a battlefield where the two major factions of the Heavenly City were colliding.
‘Interesting.’
The corners of his mouth went up.
Kim Minwoo looked up at the sky.
Beyond the sky of District 9, District 8 was waiting.
Red Flag, the Demonic Cult. And the Seven Lords.
‘I will take you all on.’
A black aura wavered within his pupils.
