The sound of countless footsteps approaching. Simone's eyes became even more fierce.
Sword mana flowed out from her entire body, and her red eyes revealed their presence in the darkness.
“Ugh.”
One of those approaching flinched and shuddered.
The energy flowing from Simone was similar to the energy of God that they knew so well.
Death is stronger than life. The wonder felt from mana that is filled with death.
That's why they rushed at Simone with even more ferocity.
'You absolutely cannot let that thing live.'
It is like that now, but if it ripens a little more, it will definitely become a big stumbling block to their God.
However, Simone was neither afraid nor excited as she watched the masked enemies pouring down from the sky. She simply smiled and hugged the book of prophecy in her arms tighter.
There are a lot more of them now than when Louis was fighting them. And they look stronger too.
This one was probably closer to an elite agent. That meant Simone was going to the heart of the Occult Society.
“Simone, are you going to fight here?”
Geneon asked, looking into Simone's shining eyes. If he judged that a fight was inevitable, it would be quite dangerous for a cat's body, so it would be better to avoid it in advance.
"No."
Simone shook her head.
“There will be no fighting here. They will all come and go.”
She raised her sword and created waves of mana-like scattering flower petals at those who closed the distance.
While they hesitated, she quickly ran forward.
The leader of the elite unit opened his eyes wide as he realized the mana that had passed through his body in an instant.
Mana was extremely weak compared to its splendor. It was an attack that had no damage, like sprinkling sand.
He frowned and shouted.
“It’s a trick! Run without stopping! Kill her before she reaches the center!”
"Yes!"
The hesitant subordinates chased Simone a step later. The distance between them was quite large, but since their running speeds were different, they would be able to catch up soon.
The leader thought about it, rubbed his neck once, and glared at the place where Simone had disappeared.
For some reason, Simone didn't attack them in a way that would be fatal.
'But what if there was a life-threatening attack mixed in?'
Before he knew it, her mana was already flowing out of his body.
He could have died in the blink of an eye.
It's not a mistake or anything to not be able to avoid this.
'It's dangerous.'
Now she realized clearly. She had learned exactly how to manipulate mana in this Luan Empire where there were no necromancers.
If that's the case, then the illusionary magic that was just used wasn't just a mistake, but there must have been an ulterior motive.
“Damn.”
The leader swore and stamped his feet.
They're being led. He doesn't know why, but the necromancer is gathering her enemies together.
It was as if she had hidden a secret weapon to deal with this many enemies approaching her at once.
He had a strong feeling that if he went there, I might die.
Nevertheless, he had no choice but to follow Simone's lead.
For my God.
For our God.
“Do you have any plans?”
While running towards the center, Geneon finally couldn't hold back and asked.
Simone had been running away from the enemies, provoking them instead of killing them.
Is this what it looks like to run away with your butt kicked?
“The enemy numbers are growing. If we continue like this, we might not be able to handle it. You are particularly weak in close combat, so how about we reduce our numbers here a little?”
About a hundred people are chasing Simone.
Even though the number was already overwhelming, there must have been even more powerful people in the core who were not letting their guard down.
If Abel and his party were there, they could fight together, but... If Simone were alone, no matter how strong she is, it would be difficult to defeat them all.
At Geneon's words, Simone simply wiped away her cold sweat and laughed.
“Just watch. No matter what happens, the Occult Society will disappear from here today.”
As the saying goes, if draw your sword, you can cut down anything, so Simone was planning on destroying even the building of the Occult society.
...To be honest, now that she has a lot of energy to burn in one room, she wants to solve it all at once if possible.
Simone fought all day. She was miserable and sad all day.
Now, her physical strength, energy, and mana are all depleted, so she doesn't want to use any power that could kill someone.
Simone wants to finish it in one go.
“...What are you planning to do? If you faint here, no one will help you.”
Geneon said worriedly. Louis will follow soon, but will Simone be able to hold out until then?
It seemed difficult enough even now.
Simone's smile, which Geneon always found annoying, looked tired and pitiful today.
Either she didn't hear what he said, or she's pretending not to hear it.
Simone, who had been keeping her mouth shut and concentrating on running, finally saw the door in front of her and let out a sigh of relief as she opened it wide.
“...”
And then, without realizing it, she stopped walking.
“My God, our God Anasis, the day of your coming has finally come. Awaken, nourished by all chaos, death, and despair. Our blood and flesh are all yours, and our souls will become your servants. Anasis, rise again and take bloody revenge on the foolish imperial people and the descendants of the executioners, and place the world at your feet. We, as your servants, will follow you forever.”
Simone frowned at the sound of hundreds of people's prayers, which seemed to be chanting from all directions.
It smelled familiar.
The smell of old, dried, rotting blood, a corpse so thick it was nauseating.
There was also a familiar sight.
A wide space reminiscent of a gigantic concert hall, in the middle of which was the summoning circle drawn with blood that had been seen in the mansion of the Viscount of Delang, and around it were thousands of magic stones and piles of corpses of people and beasts.
Surrounding all of this are hundreds of the Occult society are lying flat on their stomachs, their foreheads pressed against the ground, repeating the same words.
“...”
What can I say about this strange sight?
It's disgusting.
It's oppressive.
I'm scared.
Simone's body trembled instinctively.
She had come prepared for anything, but this was something beyond her expectations. A strange, unrealistic, and brutal sight that made her feel like she was seeing something she shouldn't be seeing.
Simone was about to close her eyes out of dizziness when she heard someone's voice.
“And so you came.”
It seems like he's happy.
It seems like he's angry because his work is being interrupted.
It felt like she had lost her mind.
It was such a strange voice.
At the words of someone in the crowd, hundreds of heads that had been burying their foreheads in the ground all turned toward Simone.
They glared at Simone with blood-stained faces.
“God is about to descend, and something unclean has entered this sacred space.”
“God is about to descend, and something unclean has entered this sacred space.”
“God is about to descend, and something unclean has entered this sacred space.”
Their eyes were all possessed by madness.
Simone stopped without realizing it.
This is exactly how she would feel if she came across a laughing lunatic with a kitchen knife in a dark alley on her way home from work.
The shock from the strangeness made it difficult for Simone to come to her senses, even though there was no physical impact.
“Simone! Come to your senses!”
It was Geneon who awakened her spirit.
The moment Simone took a deep breath and barely came to her senses.
BANG!!!!
She heard the sound of wind coming from somewhere, and then an indescribable pain shot through her side, and her body flew away in an instant and crashed into the opposite wall.
“Ugh!”
A muscular, large man wearing a black mask approached Simone, his fists unclenching.
He snickered as if it were nothing.
“Stop this? This is pretty good.”
Simone felt excruciating pain in her back, sides, and then all over her body. It was only natural since she had been hit so hard by that punch that it sent her flying a long distance and slammed her into the wall.
She clearly blocked it. She was wearing black mana so that she could withstand any attack, knowing that the masked men were chasing her from behind.
Nevertheless, it was a huge blow.
“Ugh, haa.”
The body that had been pinned to the wall fell limply to the floor.
There was probably something broken and bleeding, but Simone staggered to her feet.
She knows.
If she falls here, faints, or can't fight, she dies.
Simone swung her hand and blew out mana.
“Huh? You think you can face me with just this level of skill?”
The man avoided it as if he found it ridiculous and ran towards Simone.
BANG!!!!
“Ugh!”
The giant's punches were strong, each and every one. Simone rolled over to avoid them and grabbed the man's leg with her hand.
“Cough, I knew you’d avoid it...”
“What? This, this!”
Mana quickly flowed out of Simone's hand, up the man's legs, and into his body.
At that moment, the man's eyes widened as if they were going to pop out, and he collapsed, his whole body shaking.
“Ugh, ugh, that, that’s it...”
His whole body was filled with the mana of death. The pain continued as if his bones were decaying and his muscles were melting away.
“Ugh, euaaaahhhhh!!!!!”
The man's scream rang out. But the members of the Occult society, who had their foreheads pierced, paid no attention to it and began praying again.
Starting with this, the masked people all rushed towards Simone.
"Ha."
I feel like I'm going to die.
Anyway, don't get hurt. If she does get hurt...
This fucking body looks like this after just one hit.
However, perhaps because she was beaten so much at the orphanage, she has a good physique.
Simone raised the corners of her lips and looked at the black cat in the distance, who was so worried that he had become thoughtful.
Then Simone took out a magic stone from her pocket that had absorbed so many souls that it was now black, and spoke with her mouth as if to reassure Geneon.
'Take a look.'
How well I learned.
Simone gripped the magic stone tightly. And at that moment, her eyes glowed red.
Sword mana flowed out from her entire body, and her red eyes revealed their presence in the darkness.
“Ugh.”
One of those approaching flinched and shuddered.
The energy flowing from Simone was similar to the energy of God that they knew so well.
Death is stronger than life. The wonder felt from mana that is filled with death.
That's why they rushed at Simone with even more ferocity.
'You absolutely cannot let that thing live.'
It is like that now, but if it ripens a little more, it will definitely become a big stumbling block to their God.
However, Simone was neither afraid nor excited as she watched the masked enemies pouring down from the sky. She simply smiled and hugged the book of prophecy in her arms tighter.
There are a lot more of them now than when Louis was fighting them. And they look stronger too.
This one was probably closer to an elite agent. That meant Simone was going to the heart of the Occult Society.
“Simone, are you going to fight here?”
Geneon asked, looking into Simone's shining eyes. If he judged that a fight was inevitable, it would be quite dangerous for a cat's body, so it would be better to avoid it in advance.
"No."
Simone shook her head.
“There will be no fighting here. They will all come and go.”
She raised her sword and created waves of mana-like scattering flower petals at those who closed the distance.
While they hesitated, she quickly ran forward.
The leader of the elite unit opened his eyes wide as he realized the mana that had passed through his body in an instant.
Mana was extremely weak compared to its splendor. It was an attack that had no damage, like sprinkling sand.
He frowned and shouted.
“It’s a trick! Run without stopping! Kill her before she reaches the center!”
"Yes!"
The hesitant subordinates chased Simone a step later. The distance between them was quite large, but since their running speeds were different, they would be able to catch up soon.
The leader thought about it, rubbed his neck once, and glared at the place where Simone had disappeared.
For some reason, Simone didn't attack them in a way that would be fatal.
'But what if there was a life-threatening attack mixed in?'
Before he knew it, her mana was already flowing out of his body.
He could have died in the blink of an eye.
It's not a mistake or anything to not be able to avoid this.
'It's dangerous.'
Now she realized clearly. She had learned exactly how to manipulate mana in this Luan Empire where there were no necromancers.
If that's the case, then the illusionary magic that was just used wasn't just a mistake, but there must have been an ulterior motive.
“Damn.”
The leader swore and stamped his feet.
They're being led. He doesn't know why, but the necromancer is gathering her enemies together.
It was as if she had hidden a secret weapon to deal with this many enemies approaching her at once.
He had a strong feeling that if he went there, I might die.
Nevertheless, he had no choice but to follow Simone's lead.
For my God.
For our God.
***
“Do you have any plans?”
While running towards the center, Geneon finally couldn't hold back and asked.
Simone had been running away from the enemies, provoking them instead of killing them.
Is this what it looks like to run away with your butt kicked?
“The enemy numbers are growing. If we continue like this, we might not be able to handle it. You are particularly weak in close combat, so how about we reduce our numbers here a little?”
About a hundred people are chasing Simone.
Even though the number was already overwhelming, there must have been even more powerful people in the core who were not letting their guard down.
If Abel and his party were there, they could fight together, but... If Simone were alone, no matter how strong she is, it would be difficult to defeat them all.
At Geneon's words, Simone simply wiped away her cold sweat and laughed.
“Just watch. No matter what happens, the Occult Society will disappear from here today.”
As the saying goes, if draw your sword, you can cut down anything, so Simone was planning on destroying even the building of the Occult society.
...To be honest, now that she has a lot of energy to burn in one room, she wants to solve it all at once if possible.
Simone fought all day. She was miserable and sad all day.
Now, her physical strength, energy, and mana are all depleted, so she doesn't want to use any power that could kill someone.
Simone wants to finish it in one go.
“...What are you planning to do? If you faint here, no one will help you.”
Geneon said worriedly. Louis will follow soon, but will Simone be able to hold out until then?
It seemed difficult enough even now.
Simone's smile, which Geneon always found annoying, looked tired and pitiful today.
Either she didn't hear what he said, or she's pretending not to hear it.
Simone, who had been keeping her mouth shut and concentrating on running, finally saw the door in front of her and let out a sigh of relief as she opened it wide.
“...”
And then, without realizing it, she stopped walking.
“My God, our God Anasis, the day of your coming has finally come. Awaken, nourished by all chaos, death, and despair. Our blood and flesh are all yours, and our souls will become your servants. Anasis, rise again and take bloody revenge on the foolish imperial people and the descendants of the executioners, and place the world at your feet. We, as your servants, will follow you forever.”
Simone frowned at the sound of hundreds of people's prayers, which seemed to be chanting from all directions.
It smelled familiar.
The smell of old, dried, rotting blood, a corpse so thick it was nauseating.
There was also a familiar sight.
A wide space reminiscent of a gigantic concert hall, in the middle of which was the summoning circle drawn with blood that had been seen in the mansion of the Viscount of Delang, and around it were thousands of magic stones and piles of corpses of people and beasts.
Surrounding all of this are hundreds of the Occult society are lying flat on their stomachs, their foreheads pressed against the ground, repeating the same words.
“...”
What can I say about this strange sight?
It's disgusting.
It's oppressive.
I'm scared.
Simone's body trembled instinctively.
She had come prepared for anything, but this was something beyond her expectations. A strange, unrealistic, and brutal sight that made her feel like she was seeing something she shouldn't be seeing.
Simone was about to close her eyes out of dizziness when she heard someone's voice.
“And so you came.”
It seems like he's happy.
It seems like he's angry because his work is being interrupted.
It felt like she had lost her mind.
It was such a strange voice.
At the words of someone in the crowd, hundreds of heads that had been burying their foreheads in the ground all turned toward Simone.
They glared at Simone with blood-stained faces.
“God is about to descend, and something unclean has entered this sacred space.”
“God is about to descend, and something unclean has entered this sacred space.”
“God is about to descend, and something unclean has entered this sacred space.”
Their eyes were all possessed by madness.
Simone stopped without realizing it.
This is exactly how she would feel if she came across a laughing lunatic with a kitchen knife in a dark alley on her way home from work.
The shock from the strangeness made it difficult for Simone to come to her senses, even though there was no physical impact.
“Simone! Come to your senses!”
It was Geneon who awakened her spirit.
The moment Simone took a deep breath and barely came to her senses.
BANG!!!!
She heard the sound of wind coming from somewhere, and then an indescribable pain shot through her side, and her body flew away in an instant and crashed into the opposite wall.
“Ugh!”
A muscular, large man wearing a black mask approached Simone, his fists unclenching.
He snickered as if it were nothing.
“Stop this? This is pretty good.”
Simone felt excruciating pain in her back, sides, and then all over her body. It was only natural since she had been hit so hard by that punch that it sent her flying a long distance and slammed her into the wall.
She clearly blocked it. She was wearing black mana so that she could withstand any attack, knowing that the masked men were chasing her from behind.
Nevertheless, it was a huge blow.
“Ugh, haa.”
The body that had been pinned to the wall fell limply to the floor.
There was probably something broken and bleeding, but Simone staggered to her feet.
She knows.
If she falls here, faints, or can't fight, she dies.
Simone swung her hand and blew out mana.
“Huh? You think you can face me with just this level of skill?”
The man avoided it as if he found it ridiculous and ran towards Simone.
BANG!!!!
“Ugh!”
The giant's punches were strong, each and every one. Simone rolled over to avoid them and grabbed the man's leg with her hand.
“Cough, I knew you’d avoid it...”
“What? This, this!”
Mana quickly flowed out of Simone's hand, up the man's legs, and into his body.
At that moment, the man's eyes widened as if they were going to pop out, and he collapsed, his whole body shaking.
“Ugh, ugh, that, that’s it...”
His whole body was filled with the mana of death. The pain continued as if his bones were decaying and his muscles were melting away.
“Ugh, euaaaahhhhh!!!!!”
The man's scream rang out. But the members of the Occult society, who had their foreheads pierced, paid no attention to it and began praying again.
Starting with this, the masked people all rushed towards Simone.
"Ha."
I feel like I'm going to die.
Anyway, don't get hurt. If she does get hurt...
This fucking body looks like this after just one hit.
However, perhaps because she was beaten so much at the orphanage, she has a good physique.
Simone raised the corners of her lips and looked at the black cat in the distance, who was so worried that he had become thoughtful.
Then Simone took out a magic stone from her pocket that had absorbed so many souls that it was now black, and spoke with her mouth as if to reassure Geneon.
'Take a look.'
How well I learned.
Simone gripped the magic stone tightly. And at that moment, her eyes glowed red.
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