Surviving As A Mage In A Magic Academy [EN]: Chapter 942

“Seal!” Lee Han’s voice was suddenly harsh and wild, not like his own.

The Blasphemy Knight’s cruel smile changed to a look of surprise.

The Blasphemy Knight tried to use a special power from Prahgal, but it was stopped.

“Another undead defeated by me! I don’t care which weak god you follow. Because you are undead, your power is useless!” Mahouda yelled, controlling Lee Han’s body.

A bright light shone around them, and the sword seemed to drink in this light again and again, very quickly.

-Fascinating!

“You should focus,” Lee Han said.

-Don’t worry, wizard! I won’t forget your kindness. I’m not lowering my guard. I never lower my guard when I hunt undead!

The Blasphemy Knight stopped using his power to destroy himself and used a different one.

His armor broke apart and vanished.

He became like slime, but more like a thick, poisonous gas.

Quickly, the Blasphemy Knight changed into a cloud of rotting decay.

But Mahouda stayed calm.

-Such a typical power for someone who insults gods. I’ve seen this 162 times, and it never works. Do you really think that power will work? …Seal!

Again, the Blasphemy Knight’s power was stopped.

He turned back into his knight form.

People in the Empire often think undead and demons are the same – especially black mages get annoyed by this mistake!

But they are very different.

And usually, they really don’t like each other.

Demons need strong feelings from living people to get power.

But undead are empty and cold, with no feelings.

So, demons don’t like them.

Mahouda hated undead more than most demons.

A long time ago, when he was summoned by accident, undead made him feel deeply ashamed.

He swore on his demon name to hunt and insult undead forever.

Because of this, Mahouda knew more about hunting undead than any other demon.

-This undead is strange. An undead who worships an evil god?

‘Worships an evil god?’ Lee Han thought, surprised by Mahouda’s words.

Undead usually don’t have faith.

Even ignoring someone like the Skull Headmaster, undead are the opposite of everything holy.

But this one worships an evil god.

Lee Han realized his earlier feeling was right.

“This is bad,” he said.

If a strong enemy can use the power of an evil god, it will be very hard to fight.

Undead and holy power together – that’s dangerous.

-Ha! Don’t worry, wizard.

-As long as he’s undead, he can’t get past my power to stop him!

“Um, this might sound weird, but you are nicer than Anpursas.”

-Isn’t that obvious? Unlike Anpursas, you have been kind to me. I am grateful for that.

“……” It seemed Anpursas had gone back into the bracelet and was still angrily cursing Lee Han.

Lee Han remembered how annoying Anpursas, the demon of fighting, had been.

‘That ungrateful demon,’ he thought.

Anpursas begged to use his body for just a moment, but then used it wildly and made Lee Han hurt, didn’t he?

And now, he’s not even thankful, just cursing him behind his back.

-Also, I can easily use my power to stop undead because of you, wizard. Seal!

Unlike Anpursas, Mahouda was quite friendly.

He had hunted undead on Earth before.

Lee Han kindly let him use his body and gave him lots of magic power, so Mahouda became naturally kind.

Kindness leads to kindness, after all.

“You are not Wodanaz! Who are you?” Alsicl shouted, his voice worried and sharp.

Even though Lee Han looked different, the power he was using now seemed very strange.

-I am Mahouda. A demon called by the wizard to hunt undead.

“Stop talking rubbish and bring back Wodanaz!” Alsicl looked ready to attack.

He knew it was bad for allies to fight when enemies were still around, but he couldn’t ignore this.

A demon in control of the body was dangerous.

Lee Han might be lost forever.

“I’m okay. I just let him borrow it for a bit,” Lee Han said easily.

“……” Alsicl was shocked and stared at Lee Han, mouth open.

What…?

Bo, Ah, Ra!

The battle in the air was also heating up more and more.

The Blasphemer, who had revealed his collusion with Prahgal, began to openly borrow and use his power.

As the forces of corruption that had broken away from the main body received the power of regeneration, their size and number increased exponentially.

The Death Knights’ chain net that enveloped the air screamed.

-He is not easy to deal with. His power is not decreasing!

-Is that Prahgal’s power? Why is an evil god with the undead?

-That’s not important now. We may need to change our strategy!

The Death Knights quickly exchanged words.

The chains that wrapped around the air and the gate were no ordinary chains.

They were artifacts that their master, Gonadaltez, had personally forged from meteorite iron.

That is why, despite this chaos, the outside of the palace remained as quiet as usual.

Block and surround the area, then reduce his power with siege weapons and reverse summon him.

That was the Death Knights’ initial strategy.

However, the Blasphemer continued to inflate his size, even as he was attacked by beasts and battered by siege weapons.

If this continued, the chains might not be able to withstand it any longer and the forces might spread in all directions.

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

-Beast! Is there any way to attack more strongly? We can help you!

‘Should I just kill him?’ Burning the flesh of the Blasphemer that he had bitten off with his power, the Beast raged inwardly.

The Death Knights’ attitude was polite, but the meaning contained within was arrogant.

If you are strong, show the performance worthy of it!

But what made him even angrier was that the current situation was hard to refute.

The Blasphemer, whom he usually ridiculed as a fat pig who only knew how to rot and corrupt, had become truly terrifying when fused with an evil god.

Even as the Beast changed forms from all directions, biting and tearing him apart, he immediately regenerated.

Rather, his size grew even larger in the process of regeneration.

If he had the leisure, he could have used the Beast’s power to change the nature of his flesh and inflict a sure fatal wound to prevent him from regenerating, but the Blasphemer was no fool.

Even as he was unilaterally attacked by the Beast, the eyes rolling around on his plump body were cunning.

He could feel the murderous intent to grab the fast opponent the moment he made a mistake and finish him off.

The Blasphemer, who was relatively slow but had the power of fraudulent regeneration and destructive power.

The Beast, who was fast and flashy but could be reverse summoned before he could even recover if he was hit once.

The latter was not allowed to make mistakes…

Thud!

With the sound of the collapsing palace roof being destroyed, a wizard soared into the air.

The wizard was holding a spear instead of a staff.

Green magic crackled, scorching the surrounding air.

-Nago-nim!

“Die, undead!”

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

The Blasphemer’s minions were dragged out without resistance.

It was a terrible power that targeted only the undead.

‘Swordsmanship, no, is it spearsmanship?!’ Lee Han was surprised by Mahouda’s spearsmanship.

This demon was surprisingly training in spearsmanship to implement his power.

Of course, just as there were demons who used magic, it was not strange for there to be demons who used swordsmanship or spearsmanship.

However, the magic of demons was different from the magic of humans.

The magic used by a race with innate power could not be the same.

Moreover, swordsmanship and spearsmanship required much more training and practice.

It was strange that a demon with so much other power had learned it.

-To hunt the undead on the ground, wizard.

Mahouda kindly answered Lee Han’s question.

The innate power and authority of demons were violent and powerful, but they were also simple, making it easy for the undead to respond.

That is why Mahouda trained and trained for a long time.

Only to kill the undead.

-One more time!

“!” The green spear flew again, and the Blasphemer’s forces were reduced in an instant.

Lee Han, who witnessed it for the second time, realized that the attack was not just simple spearsmanship but similar to a microcosm.

‘Amazing!’ He had seen excellent swordsmen imbue their weapons with aura through their thoughts and use magic-like techniques, but the skill that had been trained to the level of a microcosm was truly amazing.

A javelin created solely for the purpose of killing the undead!

-That’s… Mahouda’s spear! How can he use Mahouda’s spearsmanship?

Some of the Death Knights recognized Stedal’s spearsmanship and were horrified.

As undead with a long history, they knew the legend of the demon who hated the undead so much.

But suddenly, a noble who had suddenly appeared knew how to use ancient spearsmanship.

The magic he uses, and even the spearsmanship.

I really couldn’t guess what his identity was.

‘Amazing! I can’t believe such a person would suddenly appear. He is good enough to be invited as a professor at Einrogaard!’ Stedal, who had flown into the chain area, was indifferent even amidst the bloody battle of the transcendents.

It was an attitude that only a warrior with pride as a mortal could have, no matter how much the difference in power was.

The Death Knights were once again impressed by his appearance.

‘He must have gone through countless bloody battles.’ The Death Knights vowed to report the story of the newly appeared excellent wizard to the Skull Headmaster as soon as this battle was over.

Maybe he will become the new professor at Einrogaard.

And at the same time, they petitioned to get rid of Professor Be More…

I’ll, kill, you!

The Blasphemer’s anger erupted at Lee Han as the forces he had summoned were instantly wiped out.

Lee Han, unaware that the Death Knights were under some strange delusion, shouted urgently.

“He’s looking this way!” But Mahouda didn’t care.

Instead, he arrogantly faced the Blasphemer with eyes full of hatred.

-Come, undead.

In, so, lent!

‘What a crazy bastard.’ Lee Han was dumbfounded inside.

It was good to fight, but there was no need to provoke him further, was there?

I know you hate the undead, but from Lee Han’s point of view, he didn’t want to deviate from the plan.

-Help Nago-nim!

“No. Step back!” Lee Han shouted for a moment.

The Death Knights hesitated but stepped back without complaint.

It was an attitude worthy of veteran knights.

The Beast also sensed something was wrong and distanced himself.

Only the Blasphemer charged forward.

“Seal!” With the shout, the power of the Blasphemer’s huge body decreased.

But it didn’t stop.

He was not at the level to be immediately neutralized like ordinary minions.

“Javelin!” The javelin he had shown so far was not his full strength.

Mahouda used Lee Han’s magic and muscles without holding back and threw the spear of undead slaughter.

The Blasphemer’s body, which was properly hit, could not regenerate as before.

But the offensive was still maintained.

-As the wizard said! He is a much more powerful undead than I thought. He even knows how to collude with petty gods to borrow power. I didn’t expect this.

“He’s coming. Concentrate!”

-I know!

The Blasphemer unleashed a roar of contamination and arrived in front of Lee Han.

He was about to swallow him whole, whether he stabbed him with a spear or made a declaration.

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

Die, you disgusting bastard. How dare you ambush the Thunder King in the dark!