Monarch of Death

Serati carefully looked around. Ranfeld Mansion’s basement was fairly large. It was almost 7 meters tall and could see more than 20 meters from side to side.

“Is this a wine cellar? Isn’t it too big?”

After taking a closer look, she found out why. It was a structure that was divided into a basement and a second floor, but the walls and floor were blown off to transform it into a vast space.

“Where are Mr. Alius and Mr. Riltain?”

As she searched for allies, Straf tried to calm his excitement. He was taken aback for a moment, but thinking about it, it wasn’t something he couldn’t understand.

The tactic itself wasn’t great. It was just that he diverted his attention to the outside of the mansion and infiltrated it.

Just a cowardly necromancer, he didn’t know that he would deliberately escape from the safe zombie army and jump directly into the dangerous place. He just didn’t think of it.

Straf muttered as he glared at Karnak and the others.

“You cheated well.”

“I was fooled well.”

Looking up and down at him, Karnak continued his sarcasm.

“You look exhausted. Did you use your strength to deal with the zombies?”

“Umm……” Straf groaned softly.

He was not wrong. He had consumed a lot of normal magic while performing necromancy all the time. He was still much higher than Karnak. However, it is not enough to overwhelm only with the difference in command like before. Victory could no longer be guaranteed.

“Should I reap the command power and put you outside of the mansion right now?”

A voice rang in the ears of the troubled Straf.

“Reap the necromancy road you spread out to replenish your normal magic. Well, whatever.”

Karnak had the attitude of not having anything to do with it.

“Then, we can just run away. The zombie army will come to the basement comfortably.”

“Uh? Can you catch the author with only the zombie army, young master?”

“Ah, that’s impossible. That human, R…”

Karnak pointed around.

“But this underground facility could be destroyed, right?”

Red magic circles and patterns were drawn everywhere. Crimson chunks of meat clump together on the walls and pillars, wriggling. To an outsider, it might just look like a hellscape, but to Karnak, it was a familiar sight.

This is the altar. An altar where captured sacrifices are dyed with fraud and offered to the devil. He had made a lot of similar things himself, so there was no way he didn’t know.

“Can you really restore an altar of this size in a matter of days?”

“So you’re saying we can just get some rest and come back tomorrow night?”

“Yes!”

Straf made an impression. Indeed, when a horde of zombies from outside the mansion, was pushed into the basement, it became a headache. It was not a matter of winning or losing. The altar would be lost when this place became a battlefield.

He had been preparing for a long time, but he couldn’t lose it in vain. But he also felt bad to be dragged along as he intended.

“Are you going to run away? Are you going to throw away the friends you came to rescue?”

“Sure, I’m a bit worried, but…

Karnak shrugged.

“If the altar is destroyed, at least you won’t have to worry about being offered as a sacrifice, right?”

Barros intervened again.

“What if that man just kills you?”

“The necromancer just gave up the precious sacrifice he got his hands on? Just to scratch my temper?”

Straf’s expression darkened even more. He was doing it very openly, but the problem was that he had no choice but to go over it even though he knew it. As he said, you couldn’t just kill precious sacrifices like high-ranking priests and wizards without any benefit.

“Okay, let’s go.”

Straf walked out of the season.

“But there’s one thing you guys misunderstood.”

The tentacles that wrapped around the arms were released and returned to the meat wall.

“It’s true that I’m tired, but…”

Darkness rises from the feet and spreads in a whirlwind.

“It’s not to the point that even you guys can’t deal with it.”

Kahkkkk….

Kahkk….

All over the basement, corpses began to rise. All of them were massive, heavily armed ghouls. These were the corpses of the dark hunters Straf had captured. Dark magic rang throughout the underground space.

“A lion can’t catch a mouse because he’s tired!”

* * *
Ghouls armed with swords, shields, and armor burst into screams and charged.

“Kuaaa!”

“Aww!”

Barros and Serati also jumped forward as if they had been waiting. Between dozens of ghouls, the two swords began to run amok. Karnak also raised both hands. Right now, he had quite a bit of command power. It was different from the time when he had to fight only with chaos magic.

“Come. Soul slaves, I call you from the depths of Purgatory…”

The black magic that summoned the cursed soul, ‘Echo of the Underworld’, was activated. Evil spirits rose from all over the basement floor and attacked the ghouls.

Ughhhhhh….

Kak kak….

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A chaotic battle ensued with groans, screams, and bizarre noises. Winning or losing wasn’t easy. Straf’s necromancy skill was crude, but his commanding power was very high, and Karnak’s necromancy skill was at the extreme of efficiency, but it was far behind in the total amount of normal magic.

This was also reflected in the ghouls and demons, leading to a tense confrontation. Continuing to use necromancy, Karnak observed the opponent’s reaction.

“Now, how are you going to get out?”

Straf didn’t particularly make additional use of the Command Barrier. Even more dark magic poured down on the mighty ruler of ghouls. He was just raising his body.

“Arise, my servants, let death be with you.”

The power of turbid darkness poured down on the fallen ghoul warriors. The guys got stronger and raised their bodies. A group of evil spirits that had been fighting tight, and Barros and Serati were pushed back little by little.

“Ugh!”

“These guys, how did you get stronger…”

Deep down, Karnak gave Straf a point.

‘He has quite a bit of learning ability.’

He didn’t use the command power. Only the ghoul warriors placed in advance move efficiently. It means that they were wary of the barrier nullification method.

‘I don’t think I know why, but…’

‘Greater level Death Barrier didn’t work, but other necromancy arts worked. He seemed to know only that much’

“If you figured out the cause, you would have just used the simple spells among the four seasons, right?”

It wasn’t a bad situation anyway. At this rate, he could easily aggravate away his normal magic. Of course, the premise was that Karnak and his party must endure in the meantime, but…

“Ms. Serati! Left!”

“Yes, Mr. Barros!”

The combination of the experienced Barros and the Aura user, Serati, was working beyond expectations. They were a bit taken aback at first, but they responded right away.

As Barros assisted in line with Serati’s movements, the number of ghouls that fell gradually increased. Karnak smiled coldly as he glared at Straf, whose complexion was hardening.

“Now, maybe it’s time to take out a trump card?”

* * *
Barros and Serati were both on a rampage, and they frequently collided with summoned evil spirits and rushing ghouls endlessly. At that time, the turbid magic of darkness swirled ceaselessly throughout the basement.

Straf broke out in a cold sweat. The more the whirlpool got rougher, the faster the command power was depleted.

‘I never thought he could have done this…’

At this rate, he couldn’t do anything and he was exhausted. Before that, he had to transcribe something. Fortunately, he had the strength left to make one last move.

Grinding his teeth, he raised his voice. Mobilized all remaining command power and called the strongest being that he could handle.

“Come, the demon of Hyena!”

A dark door opened in the air. Beyond the summoning door, the scenery of hell was reflected, and a 3-meter-tall bloody giant appeared.

Serati exclaimed in fright, “Ah, the devil!”

On the other hand, Barros had a sullen look on his face.

“Ah, it’s Maz-nun. Are you going to use that again?”

Karnak was also mocking him, “I knew it would come out like that…”

There was no way he didn’t know what Barros had guessed. Of course, he expected that if they pushed himself to this extent, he would take out Maz-nun.

That devil of the abyss, equivalent to the Purple Knight, must be the strongest card that could overcome this situation. Darkness rose over Karnak’s shoulder. Demon Summoning was also a more complex technique than necromancy. And if it was a complicated spell, he could break it!

“Then, let’s finish”

A simple barrier covered the demon-summoning ceremony. Confusion arose and the summoning itself began to be canceled.

Whoops!

As the door of darkness shrunk back, the magic of hell leaking out also rapidly lost its prestige. The demon, trying to answer the call, looked around.

“Uh huh?”

An embarrassed devil and an embarrassed Straf. Looking at them, Karnak smiled.

“If only this is nullified, there won’t be any command power left.”

Everything was as planned. Until now.

Cooong!

Suddenly, there was a roar, and when it collapsed, the Dark Portal came to a halt. Karnak’s eyes widened.

***

Originally, the Dark Portal was well over several meters. It was large enough for Maz-nun, a 3-meter-tall demon.

But now it was only about 1 meter? It was the size of the window, not the door. Barros stared blankly at the demon standing in Hell beyond the window.

The maz-nun also stared blankly at the human standing on the other side of the window. A bizarre sight was unfolding, where humans and demons stared at each other and blinked their eyes.

Barros looked back at Karnak in dismay.

“Young master? Aren’t you going to close it?”

The same was true of Maz-nun, who was bewildered.

“What is this?”

The dark door was open. Yes, in the size of the hole it was open. It wasn’t that he couldn’t pass if he squeezed in somehow. But to do so, he had to crawl on all fours. It was said that he, the noble demon of the abyss, must crawl like a dog.

“Should I renounce the contract?”

It was too wasteful for that. His contractor promised many souls in exchange for calling him.

“Can’t you…?”

The maz-nun reached out both hands at the summoning text. Red-hot devil’s fingers grasped the summoning letter and gave it magical power. Red lightning struck in all directions.

Quaang! Quaang!

At the same time, the summons began to widen. The devil was reopening the dark door with his power.

Serati exclaimed, “Master Karnak!The door!”

Quaang!

The explosion shattered the door of darkness. A black shadow stood tall in the smoke. A cry rang out.

“Contractor! Say what you want!”

Straf, who was stunned, responded hastily.

“Sah, kill the boys and bring that woman to me!”

“The conditions are the same as before.”

With a wry smile, The maz-nun looked at Karnak and his party. The conditions were the same, but there were differences from before.

“You can see it this time, hehe…”

Above the eyes of the devil, the nervous figures of Barros and Serati passed by. Both were in a cold sweat. Maz-nun, the demon of the abyss, was a high-ranking demon that not only the current Barros but also Serati, an aura user, couldn’t dare to touch. Even if the class was different, it was too different.

Holding his sword, Barros asked in a trembling voice.

“Young Master? This is of course part of the plan, right?”

A disappointing answer came back.

“Oh, I didn’t expect this…”

[To be continued.]