Surviving as a Mage in a Magic Academy Chapter 942

Chapter 942

"Seal!"

A voice several times rougher and more savage than usual burst from Yi-Han's mouth.

At that moment, the malice-filled gaze of the Knight of Defilement turned to shock.

The power of Prahgal he was about to use had been blocked.

-You are another undead who will fall before me. It doesn't matter which petty god you wag your tail to. As long as you're undead, your power won't work!-

Mahuda shouted so while moving Yi-Han's body. His aura burned brightly while the sword absorbed it, quickly repeating the process.

-How interesting!-

"I think it would be better to concentrate."

-Ah. Don't worry, mage! I won't forget the kindness you've shown me. I'm absolutely not letting my guard down. I've never let my guard down while hunting undead!-

The Knight of Defilement gave up on the power of self-destruction and brought out another power.

The knight's armor crumpled and its form disappeared. It was like slime, but closer to gas. In an instant, the Knight of Defilement transformed into a sticky aura of corruption.

However, Mahuda remained calm.

-What an utterly cliché power of the Defiler. It's the 162nd time I've experienced it, and still no change. Do you think such power will work? ...Seal!-

Once again, the opponent's power was sealed. The Knight of Defilement returned to its original form.

People of the empire often mistakenly thought undead and demons were the same (usually dark mages hated this misunderstanding the most), but in fact, they were clearly different beings. And generally, they didn't get along well.

From the perspective of demons who had to exploit the emotions emitted by mortal souls, they couldn't like the desolate undead who completely blocked such sources.

And Mahuda was a demon who particularly despised the undead among such demons.

This demon, who had suffered an indelible humiliation from the undead after being accidentally summoned long ago, had sworn on his true name to hunt and insult the undead until the end of the world.

Thanks to this, he had richer experience and knowledge about hunting undead than any other demon.

-What an unusual undead. An undead that worships an evil god?-

'It worships an evil god?'

Yi-Han was surprised by Mahuda's words.

Basically, undead tended to lack faith. Even without going as far as the skull principal, their very existence was incompatible with divinity.

But to worship an evil god. What Yi-Han had felt earlier wasn't a mistake.

"Whatever the reason, it's not a good situation."

It was obvious that it would be quite tricky if an already powerful enemy could borrow the power of an evil god.

The fusion of undead and divinity.

-Ha! Don't worry, mage.-

However, the demon was confident.

-As long as the opponent is undead, it will be difficult to break through my sealing power!-

"Hmm. This question might sound a bit strange, but you're kinder than Anpursas."

-Isn't that natural? Unlike Anpursas, you've shown me such kindness. It's something to be grateful for.-

"..."

It seemed Anpursas had deeply sunk into the bracelet and kept cursing Yi-Han.

Yi-Han recalled how annoying Anpursas, the demon of struggle and battle, had been.

'What an ungrateful bastard.'

Wasn't he the demon who made him groan in pain by recklessly using the body after begging and begging to borrow it for a moment?

To think he would curse behind his back without knowing gratitude.

-Moreover, thanks to the mage, I can freely use the power of sealing undead like this. Seal!-

Unlike Anpursas, Mahuda had relatively high sociability from hunting undead on the ground.

As Yi-Han kindly lent his body and even provided overflowing mana, Mahuda naturally became gentle.

Kindness begets kindness, as they say.

"You're not Wardanaz. Who are you!"

Alcicle shouted with a voice full of wariness.

No matter how much Yi-Han had changed his appearance, the power he had just shown was too alien.

-I am Mahuda. A demon summoned by the mage for hunting undead.-

"Stop talking nonsense and call Wardanaz!"

Alcicle exuded an aura as if he would attack at any moment.

Though Alcicle knew what would happen if allies fought while enemies still remained, even considering that, he couldn't just let this pass.

The demon taking control of the body meant that much danger. In the worst case, he might never return.

"I'm fine. I just lent it for a moment."

"..."

When Yi-Han spoke again so easily, Alcicle was momentarily dumbfounded and opened his mouth wide.

What...?

  *

-Be, hold!-

The battle in the air was also getting more and more heated.

The Defiler, who had revealed its alliance with Prahgal, started openly borrowing and using power.

When the army of corruption that had fallen from the main body received the power of regeneration, its size and numbers increased exponentially. Even the iron chain net of Death Knights wrapping the empty air screamed.

-It's not easy. Its power isn't decreasing!-

-Is it Prahgal's power? Why would an evil god with undead?-

-That's not what's important now. We might need to change our strategy!-

The Death Knights quickly exchanged words.

The iron chains wrapping the empty air and realm gate now were not ordinary chains. They were artifacts directly forged by their master, Gonadaltes, using meteorite iron.

That's why despite this commotion, the outside of the palace was being maintained quietly as usual.

Seal off and surround the surroundings, then use siege weapons to chip away at its power and reverse summon it.

That was the Death Knights' initial strategy.

However, the Defiler was stubbornly swelling its size even while being attacked by the beast and pounded by siege weapons.

If the iron chains could no longer endure and burst, the army might spread in all directions.

-If three more links break, we'll go on the offensive. Even if the damage increases, we have no choice but to cut off its breath.-

-Beast! Is there no way to attack more strongly? We can help!-

'Should I kill them?'

The beast inwardly raged while burning away the Defiler's flesh it had bitten off with power.

Though the Death Knights' attitude was polite, the meaning contained within was utterly arrogant.

Show an activity befitting a strong being!

But what was even more infuriating was that the current situation was hard to refute.

Though it had usually mocked the Defiler as a fat bastard who only knew how to rot and corrupt, its power was truly formidable when fused with an evil god.

Even as the beast changed its form from all directions to bite and tear it apart, it regenerated immediately. Rather, its size grew even larger during the regeneration process.

If there was leisure, the beast could use its power to change the nature of its flesh so it couldn't regenerate and surely inflict a fatal wound, but the Defiler wasn't a fool.

Even while being one-sidedly attacked by the beast, the eyeballs attached to its body rolled cunningly. The killing intent to surely grab and finish off the fast opponent when it made a mistake was felt.

The Defiler with relatively slow but fraudulent regenerative power and destructive power.

The beast, fast and dazzling, but could be reverse summoned before recovering if hit once.

The latter couldn't afford mistakes...

Crash!

With the sound of the half-destroyed palace roof breaking, a mage soared into the empty air.

The mage was holding a spear instead of a staff. Green mana blazed, sizzling the surrounding air.

-Mr. Anog!-

"Die, undead!"

As the green spear spun and flew, the surrounding space warped and was sucked into the spear.

The Defiler's minions were pulled out without resistance. It was a vicious power that targeted only undead.

'Swordsmanship, no, spearmanship?!'

Yi-Han was surprised by Mahuda's spearmanship.

This demon was surprisingly implementing power by training in spearmanship.

Of course, just as there were demons who used magic, it wasn't strange for there to be demons who used swordsmanship or spearmanship.

But demons' magic was on a different track from human magic. The magic used by a race with innate power couldn't be the same.

Moreover, swordsmanship or spearmanship required much more training and discipline. It was amazing that a demon with many other powers had bothered to learn that.

-It's for hunting undead on the ground, mage.-

Mahuda kindly answered Yi-Han's question.

A demon's innate power and authority were violent and powerful, but equally simple, and easy for undead to counter.

That's why Mahuda had trained and trained over a long time.

Solely to kill undead.

-One more time!-

"!"

The green spear flying again and the Defiler's army shrinking in an instant.

Seeing it for the second time, Yi-Han realized that the attack just now was not simple spearmanship but similar to a small world.

'Amazing!'

He had seen outstanding swordsmen fight by imbuing their weapons with aura through will, or use techniques similar to magic, but a skill trained to the level of a small world was truly amazing.

A throwing spear created solely for killing undead!

-That's... Mahuda's spear! How can he use Mahuda's spearmanship?-

Some of the Death Knights recognized Setlad's spearmanship and were shocked.

As they were also long-lived undead, they knew the lore of the demon who fiercely hated undead.

But to think a suddenly appeared noble could use ancient spearmanship.

The magic he used and even the spearmanship.

They really couldn't guess his identity.

'Amazing! To think such a person would suddenly appear. He wouldn't be out of place if invited as an Einroguard professor!'

Setlad, who had lightly flown into the iron chain domain, was utterly composed even amidst the fierce battle of transcendents.

It was an attitude only possible for a warrior with pride as a mortal, no matter how great the difference in power.

The Death Knights admired him once again at this sight.

'He must have gone through countless bloody battles.'

The Death Knights resolved to report to the skull principal about the outstanding new mage who had appeared once this battle was over.

Perhaps he might become a new professor at Einroguard.

And while at it, petition to remove a certain professor...

-You, die!-

The Defiler's anger spilled over to Yi-Han as the army it had painstakingly summoned disappeared in an instant.

Unaware that the Death Knights were having a strange misunderstanding, Yi-Han hurriedly shouted.

"It's looking this way!"

However, Mahuda paid no heed. Rather, he arrogantly faced the Defiler with hate-filled eyes.

-Come, undead.-

-Ar, ro, gant!-

'No, this crazy bastard.'

Yi-Han was inwardly dumbfounded.

Fighting was fine, but was there really a need for additional provocation?

He understood hating undead, but from Yi-Han's position, deviating from the plan was unwelcome.

-Help Mr. Anog!-

"No. Step back!"

Yi-Han briefly borrowed the mouth to shout. The Death Knights hesitated but retreated without a word. It was an attitude befitting experienced knights.

The beast also sensed something strange and distanced itself on its own. Only the Defiler charged forward.

"Seal!"

With the shout, power diminished from the Defiler's huge body. However, it didn't stop.

It wasn't at a level to be immediately neutralized like mere minions.

"Throwing spear!"

The throwing spears shown until now weren't full power. Mahuda threw the spear of undead slaying, freely using Yi-Han's mana and muscles.

The Defiler's body, properly hit, couldn't regenerate like before. However, its offensive was still maintained.

-As expected, the mage was right! It's a much stronger undead than I thought. To think it would borrow power by allying with a petty god. I didn't expect this at all.-

"It's coming. Concentrate!"

-I know!-

The Defiler arrived right in front of Yi-Han, letting out a roar of contamination. Whether to thrust the spear or make a declaration, it was about to swallow him whole.

And at that moment, a torrent of thunder and lightning from inside the palace formed a huge pillar from the ground to the sky, piercing through the Defiler.

-Die, disgusting one. How dare you make the Thunder King lie in ambush in darkness!-