I Became The Academy Necromancer

Chapter 240: Emotionally

Buuuuuuung!

As the King of Light Elemental Spirits flapped its massive wings, blades of light surged directly towards the Dark Mages with a fierce wind.

It was an indiscriminate wide area attack.

The King of Light Elemental Spirits was determined to completely eliminate Dante’s Dark Mages, even if it meant causing slight damage to the forest.

“Oh no…”

However, Zhang Run, who looked more like a martial artist than a Dark Mage, stepped forward.

As his spear struck the ground, an erect mana barrier rose up around it.

It was a rather standard yet solid magic shield for a Dark Mage known more for their all-out offensive approach. However…

“Pathetic.”

Erica’s hand swung forward.

A single beam of light, different from the King of Light Elemental Spirits’ wide area attack.

And as soon as it touched the barrier, it was quickly absorbed and began to spread inside.

Crackle!

The barrier shattered easily, like a fragile glass window.

“Wow!”

Zhang Run exclaimed as he continued to block the King of Light Elemental Spirits’ unceasing attacks with his spear.

Unable to defend themselves, several Dark Mages had already collapsed under the King of Light Elemental Spirits’ fierce attack.

Then, white smoke enveloped all of them at once—a technique different from Zhang Run’s obvious barrier structure.

The King of Light Elemental Spirits’ attack, which passed through the smoke, vanished as if it had disappeared somewhere else.

“I will deal with the King of Elemental Spirits.”

Then, Luaneth Luden Griffin, the one who had released the smoke, floated upward.

With the white smoke being discharged from his entire body, he stared sharply at the King of Light Elemental Spirits, who also stopped its wide area attack and accompanied him. ?????Ë?

I heard that he is a Necromancer.

Back when Luaneth lent them his power in Graypond, Erica was preoccupied with blocking Romuleus’ tentacles from the city wall, so she didn’t have the opportunity to observe his fighting style.

However, rather than trying to understand what sort of Necromancer he was, she found it more difficult to explain the smoke emanating from his body other than to describe it as strange.

His method is very different from Deus.

Thinking along those lines, Erica immediately glared at the rest of the Dark Mages.

Gideon, who lay collapsed at her feet, was bothersome, but she had no time to protect him.

“Wow, I never expected my barrier to be broken so easily.”

The Dark Mage with a large-built, Zhang Run, approached her while twirling his spear. From his spear handling skills, Erica immediately recognized that he was from the Han Empire.

The spear techniques from the Han Empire are quite tricky to deal with.

WIth the number of masters present, and since the God of War, Han So, primarily used a spear, the empire’s spear techniques were more advanced than those of other nations.

And moreover, Zhang Run wasn’t her only opponent. The other Dark Mages started pressuring Erica as well.

She deftly deflected the Dark Mages’ illusionary spells and avoided Zhang Run’s spear thrusts, which bent light to distort her vision and disorient her.

The elemental spirits are coming to assist me.

The commotion caused by the fierce battle between the King of Light Elemental Spirits and Luaneth in the forest sky attracted the elemental spirits and fairies in the vicinity and they came to support Erica.

We’ll help you!

Stay strong!

Please protect the forest!

“Thank you, my little friends.”

It was time for the Elemental Magic she wielded with the support of the King of Light Elemental Spirits to shine. The elemental spirits, blessed by the fairies, became even more powerful.

“Krrrrgh!”

Smoke billowed from Zhang Run’s body, scorched by the direct hit of the Elemental Magic.

But despite being hit by the magic, Zhang Run only felt some stinging pain. Erica coldly analyzed the situation as she kept an eye on him.

The Dark Mages in the back still aren’t moving.

While she did manage to take down one or two Dark Mages who charged along with Zhang Run, the prominent figures still stood firm, holding their ground, as if assessing Erica’s magic.

.

“Huheehe! No wonder you’re the Soul Whisperer’s fiancée!”

The first to make their move was Entomancer Barctos. Insects began swarming towards the fairies aiding the Elemental Spirits.

Naturally, Erica didn’t just stand by and watch. She quickly deployed her specialty shield, gathering the fairies closer to her to protect them.

Thank you!

Thanks a lot!

The fairies’ whispers of gratitude echoed softly. With renewed support, the elemental spirits began to sustain Erica’s magic even more.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

A barrage of light rained down.

As Zhang Run began to be pushed back, he started getting

frustrated.

“We’ve already lost two of our comrades because of that bitch, what the hell are you doing!”

Zhang Run questioned the other Dark Mages standing idly, to which the Blightcaster Becklin shrugged in response.

“But everyone will die if I use my magic,.”

Becklin was a Mage skilled at slaughtering large numbers of enemies, but he usually preferred to stay away from one-on-one encounters.

“…”

Meanwhile, the Cadavermancer Yun just stared at Erica in silence.

“Sigh.”

Finally, the Blood Mage Pelestan rolled his thick shoulders and stepped forward.

“I heard that you’re a professor from the academy? And here I I thought most professors retired from actual battle, but you’re surprisingly good.”

Pelestan’s voice reached Erica, but she paid him no heed. She simply calculated magic formulas in her mind.

Kkkkeeeeaaaahh!

Ugh, I’m feeling dizzy.

My blood…

And only after fairies around Erica started collapsing one by one did she realize that blood was being drawn from their eyes, mouths, and noses.

“Since their bodies are so small, it doesn’t take long to drain them dry.”

The fairies’ blood floated up and gathered in Pelestan’s palm. It was only the size of an apple, but considering the size of the fairies’ tiny bodies, it was a huge amount.

The fairies inside the shield were attacked as well. And despite the shocking development, Erica tried to calmly analyze the enemy’s magic. However…

“Hup!”

She began to feel the bitter taste of blood on her tongue.

And before she knew it, her nose was bleeding profusely, and she began retching up clots of blood from her mouth.

“Cough! Cough!”

A sudden dizziness hit her, making it impossible to stand, and she fell to her knees.

She had no idea of how or in what way it was affecting her body, which was supposedly protected by the shield, but one thing was certain—Erica was now facing the most dangerous situation she had encountered till date.

Thud, thud, thud.

The fairies, completely drained of their blood, collapsed to the ground around Erica.

Erica forced herself to stay upright to avoid crushing the fairies’ corpses.

However, her efforts only made things more difficult for her.

The dried-up fairies, looking like mummies, began to rise again and launched themselves at Erica, biting and clawing at her as if they were daggers.

“Cadaver…mancer!”

The fairies that had been helping her protect the forest were now attacking Erica.

The Cadavermancer Yun looked down at her and spoke in a hoarse voice, as if she had something stuck in her throat.

“Fairies require less mana, but they’re not very efficient.”

At most, they could be used for reconnaissance.

Even while desecrating the corpses of countless fairies, that was the only sentiment she expressed.

“Huft!”

Gritting her teeth, Erica deployed her shield once again, pushing away the reanimated fairy corpses.

And as blood in her body still tried to flow towards the Blood Mage, she took a deep breath and clenched her fists.

“So, it’s not because there was something within my body; it’s only my blood that’s reacting.”

“Hmm.”

Erica realized that no magic had been cast directly on her body. The magic simply gathered the blood in its surroundings, and she just happened to be within its range.

Like how butterflies and bees were naturally drawn to a beautiful flower, Erica’s blood also seemed to be drawn that man as if it had a will of its own.

“As expected of a professor, your analysis of magic is quick and precise.”

If Erica had mistakenly assumed there was magic cast on her body and tried various spells to remove it, she would have only wasted mana and time.

The problem lay not with herself but with that man.

Thus, there was only one thing for Erica to do.

She had to prevent the Blood Mage from using his magic.

With her last remaining mana, Erica concentrated a golden light at her fingertips, intending to kill the Blood Mage.

She clenched her fist.

The radiant light spread, ready to deliver a strike worthy of the name of the Bright Household.

Boom!

However, there was a sudden impact, like the sky collapsing—the King of Light Elemental Spirits crashed to the ground, a white smoke being released from its body.

As if it had lost all its strength, the once brilliant light faded, leaving only a soft, gentle glow—the sole indication that the King of Elemental Spirits was still alive.

“No matter how great a being it was…”

Luaneth spoke indifferently as he descended slowly, suppressing the smoke emanating from his body.

“It has been dulled by the longstanding peace in the forest, so it is no wonder it lost its edge.”

Even the King of Light Elemental Spirits had been defeated.

Erica planned to unleash the mana she had gathered in her hand.

“Cough!”

However, a large amount of blood poured from her mouth, soaking her lips and chest. Erica’s blood, as if rejecting her, quickly flew towards the Blood Mage Pelestan.

It was over.

Dante’s force was more formidable than they had anticipated, and aside from killing a few Dark Mages, the King of Elemental Spirits and Erica had failed to achieve anything of note.

“Sigh.”

Erica clicked her tongue at the situation. It was truly ridiculous.

“I wanted to at least do something before I took my leave.”

“…Huh?”

Erica’s casual remark grated against Luaneth’s ears.

Curious about what she was talking about, he immediately turned to Barctos for confirmation.

“There are no more warp gates, right?”

“Huheehe! No, nothing. Unless the Soul Whisperer can use teleportation, there’s no way for him to get here from Graypond.”

Seeing Luaneth seek confirmation obsessively, some Dark Mages clicked their tongues, but it was a matter of great importance to Luaneth.

However…

“Huh?”

It felt like something straight out of a horror story.

Where there had been nothing just moments before, stood a tall purple door, having seemingly appeared out of nowhere.

Its presence was jarring against the beautiful landscape of Rometiu Forest, yet somehow, it seemed to fit perfectly.

“What’s that?”

Blightcaster Becklin asked bluntly.

And as if in response, it creaked open with a sound like a warning.

Step, step.

A man with black hair, fitting the impression of someone cold, walked out with steady footsteps.

Soul Whisperer Deus Verdi.

Following him were three others.

Royal Knight Commander Gloria.

Mage Tribunal Judge, Tyren Ol Velocus.

The wolf who had found her freedom, Findenai.

The Dark Mages, who just moments ago held an overwhelming advantage, saw the tide turn in an instant.

“So this is how Lehric designated the location.”

Standing before the tense Dark Mages of Dante, Deus turned to inspect the door again.

It was quite an arrogant move.

However, in the midst of this, he noticed Erica, who was practically collapsing behind the door.

“…”

“Hel…lo.”

Thinking how bad she must have looked, Erica sighed and spoke with a cracked voice.

“I… always fail.”

The things I thought I was doing for your sake always seem to end up hindering you instead.

Erica muttered as she gradually lost consciousness due to the lack of blood.

Kneeling before her, Deus carefully supported her.

“If you consider it a failure, I will not argue.”

The woman named Erica Bright had acted on her own and made it here.

It seemed that she had figured out how to fix the general store’s door here, a task Deus had assigned to Gideon.

That alone was already enough help for Deus, but Erica had wanted to do even more.

“But you have provided me with an opportunity.”

After laying Erica down gently, Deus stood up slowly, glaring coldly at the Dark Mages.

“Since my fiancée is hurt, it is only natural for me to get angry.”

Indeed, Erica had given Deus an opportunity.

An opportunity to act emotionally.