“Stop!”
The masked men running towards Simone all stopped at the leader's command.
Not only that, but the members of the Society, who had been praying regardless of whether they fought or died, also raised their heads and looked at Simone.
The air around them changed so much that they could feel it.
The calm before the storm. A strange tension began to build as if the gloomy silence of those waiting for a great disaster had continued.
It was as if all the death energy within this huge dome was gathering in one place, and the oppressive aura and the suddenly clear air were an inharmonious mixture.
“This is...”
Louis, who arrived late, stopped walking in front of the enemy and looked at Simone, who was standing precariously in the distance.
Not only that, everyone here was looking at her in a daze, forgetting even what they were fighting about.
It would be a sight that everyone except Geneon would see for the first time and would find completely incomprehensible.
All the aura of death from all radius gathered towards Simone, who was standing at the edge of the collapsed wall.
Ddddddd-
The ground shook, the walls cracked, and soon an indescribably heavy and gloomy atmosphere descended in all directions.
“Huh, huh?”
“What is this! What is this!”
As they panicked and panicked in the face of an instinctive fear they had never experienced before, Simone's red eyes shone even brighter.
Death.
The breath of death is fatal to life, but it is a source of strength for those who choose to live in darkness.
That is why, when death is rampant, the Demon King is resurrected, the black magicians are active, and the Occult Society also tries to use this to summon Anasis.
But are the Demon King and Anasis the only ones living in the darkness?
Another being that becomes stronger the stronger the aura of death becomes. This is Simone.
Unlike the Demon King and Anasis, who have yet to be resurrected or summoned, Simone is alive.
She's standing here with a clear mind, even though she feels like she's going crazy from anger, frustration, irritation, and sadness.
What this means is that until they are resurrected, all the death energy in this space belongs to Simone.
Just as water-attribute Pokemon become stronger in water and grass-attribute Pokemon become stronger in forests, Simone becomes stronger in death.
So Simone could be sure.
'They say battle is an experience.'
Based on experience, she predict that this will be a sure win.
The corners of Simone's mouth went up wickedly.
“Crown Prince!”
"...Yes!"
Louis, who had been absent-mindedly listening to Geneon's urgent call, hurriedly answered.
Geneon was quite loud, but everyone else was just as entranced by Simone as he was by her, so no one looked back at him.
Geneon tapped his front paw next to him.
“Come here! It’s dangerous there.”
At his words, Louis moved to sit next to him, glancing at Simone.
At that moment as if waiting, Simone's body was surrounded by a rough black storm.
'Lady Simone...'
Louis clenched his fists. He was so helpless. Unable to enter the black storm, the Crown Prince of the empire could do nothing but watch the one who saved the empire.
Blood flowed out between her lips and soaked her clothes.
Her body was in so much pain from being hit and injured, and her mind was worn out.
Nevertheless, Simone looked ahead without even frowning.
Spitting out blood is not because something is wrong with her body, but because her body cannot handle the rate at which mana is being absorbed and released infinitely.
So, don't be anxious. I don't have to worry.
Instead of worrying about her physical condition, Simone sat at her bedside and thought about the teachings of Geneon, who had been talking about her all day.
“Releasing and controlling the souls you have absorbed is not something you can do simply by using mana. There is a price to pay to control the souls and make them obey your commands. Show me. How great a person you are, and how worthy you are to obey orders.”
“How?”
“What can you do? What do you do best? Isn’t it just mindlessly spewing out mana? Just do as you’ve been doing. Just do as you’ve been doing.”
Just like before.
When Simone first heard it, she thought, "What kind of method is that?" But now that she looks back, she sees that it was taught in a way that was easy to understand.
Simone poured all the mana that had already been released and engulfed her body and the mana inside her body into the magic stone.
The strength of the soul sent out is proportional to the amount and quality of mana used by Simone.
Anyway, she doesn't have the strength or will to fight any longer, and she was thinking of ending everything in one shot, so she'll put all her remaining strength into this one shot.
'If this doesn't eliminate the enemies in this space, then what?'
Simone's gaze briefly turned to Louis.
'I'm sure that person will take care of it.'
Finally, everything was ready. The magic stone that the Grand Duke of Illeston had prepared for Simone began to glow as if it would break under her magic power, and the soul trapped inside Simone's body also began to shake as if it would burst out at any moment.
She looked straight at the enemy before her and gave an order.
“Go. Sweep them all away.”
At that moment, black smoke suddenly flowed out from under Simone's feet, billowing and engulfing the floor in an instant.
And along the black path thus created, hundreds of souls sprang forth and began to attack the people.
"Uh...?"
They could no longer sit by and watch her. But they could not attack her either.
“W, what is this? Aaaaah!!!!”
Black smoke spread beneath their feet. The smoke was burning people black.
That's not all the problem.
“Ugh..."
Hundreds of legions of spirits moved at her command. They rushed forward, transforming into knights with swords, beasts with sharp teeth, and gigantic monsters never seen before, to carry out their master's orders to wipe out everything.
Death is a fear. Those who succumb to fear and worship Anasis as a God cannot remain calm in the face of death.
“Hey, save me!!!!”
“Ahhhh!!!!”
The knees that had been kneeling while swearing allegiance to God suddenly rose up with a scream. The masked people also ran away without even thinking of resisting.
They were accustomed to combat and knew how to face any threat with composure, but they crumbled before the fundamental fear of death.
But there was nowhere to run.
Their entire bodies were burned by the flames of mana as the souls marched on them, sweeping everything away like waves. They were trampled by the souls, torn to pieces, and melted. They died such a miserable death.
Louis watched this absurd sight from a distance, speechless.
'This is the power of a necromancer...'
A power that once terrified the empire.
It was a truly cruel and horrific sight.
Power of a different dimension from the skills Simone had shown so far. The immense pressure was so great that his body trembled involuntarily.
One person wiped out hundreds of people in a split second.
Louis' gaze barely turned to Simone.
Blood-red eyes stared ahead without any expression.
It was creepy to see her not missing a single thing as the souls he had released were destroying people.
“Are you afraid?”
Louis answered Geneon's question honestly.
“Yes. I’m scared.”
That power, if she put her mind to it, is enough to destroy an entire division.
“I think I understand why the Empire once feared and shunned necromancers.”
They were afraid. That terribly fearful power would betray the Empire. That it would rule the Empire.
Even Anasis, who was famous in the Luan Empire, openly committed evil deeds, so the fear must have been even greater.
Geneon said.
“Now is the power that will save the empire.”
“I know.”
“So embrace her in the Empire. Praise her as a hero so that Simone, who has such power, can live without hiding. Isn’t that the greatest gratitude you can show Simone?”
Louis said resolutely, looking at the completely destroyed building and the mangled people.
“I will do so.”
Then he turned to Simone.
Simone's mouth, nose, ears, and blood were flowing from everywhere.
Her face and arms were covered in bruises and cuts, and she seemed to have difficulty standing, leaning against the wall, barely able to breathe.
It was obvious at first glance that she was in a very bad condition as if she had poured all her strength into it.
But unfortunately, only a small number of the members were still breathing.
It would be his job to deal with them.
When Louis drew his sword and cut off the head of a mana-fire-scorched man.
“Kuuuuu...”
The member of the society whose lower body had melted away laughed at Simone.
Simone, who had been bowing her head, opened her eyelids and looked at him.
The man laughed heartily as if his nerves had already been cut off and he could not even feel pain.
And then he said.
“Do you think we failed?”
The masked men running towards Simone all stopped at the leader's command.
Not only that, but the members of the Society, who had been praying regardless of whether they fought or died, also raised their heads and looked at Simone.
The air around them changed so much that they could feel it.
The calm before the storm. A strange tension began to build as if the gloomy silence of those waiting for a great disaster had continued.
It was as if all the death energy within this huge dome was gathering in one place, and the oppressive aura and the suddenly clear air were an inharmonious mixture.
“This is...”
Louis, who arrived late, stopped walking in front of the enemy and looked at Simone, who was standing precariously in the distance.
Not only that, everyone here was looking at her in a daze, forgetting even what they were fighting about.
It would be a sight that everyone except Geneon would see for the first time and would find completely incomprehensible.
All the aura of death from all radius gathered towards Simone, who was standing at the edge of the collapsed wall.
Ddddddd-
The ground shook, the walls cracked, and soon an indescribably heavy and gloomy atmosphere descended in all directions.
“Huh, huh?”
“What is this! What is this!”
As they panicked and panicked in the face of an instinctive fear they had never experienced before, Simone's red eyes shone even brighter.
Death.
The breath of death is fatal to life, but it is a source of strength for those who choose to live in darkness.
That is why, when death is rampant, the Demon King is resurrected, the black magicians are active, and the Occult Society also tries to use this to summon Anasis.
But are the Demon King and Anasis the only ones living in the darkness?
Another being that becomes stronger the stronger the aura of death becomes. This is Simone.
Unlike the Demon King and Anasis, who have yet to be resurrected or summoned, Simone is alive.
She's standing here with a clear mind, even though she feels like she's going crazy from anger, frustration, irritation, and sadness.
What this means is that until they are resurrected, all the death energy in this space belongs to Simone.
Just as water-attribute Pokemon become stronger in water and grass-attribute Pokemon become stronger in forests, Simone becomes stronger in death.
So Simone could be sure.
'They say battle is an experience.'
Based on experience, she predict that this will be a sure win.
The corners of Simone's mouth went up wickedly.
“Crown Prince!”
"...Yes!"
Louis, who had been absent-mindedly listening to Geneon's urgent call, hurriedly answered.
Geneon was quite loud, but everyone else was just as entranced by Simone as he was by her, so no one looked back at him.
Geneon tapped his front paw next to him.
“Come here! It’s dangerous there.”
At his words, Louis moved to sit next to him, glancing at Simone.
At that moment as if waiting, Simone's body was surrounded by a rough black storm.
'Lady Simone...'
Louis clenched his fists. He was so helpless. Unable to enter the black storm, the Crown Prince of the empire could do nothing but watch the one who saved the empire.
***
Blood flowed out between her lips and soaked her clothes.
Her body was in so much pain from being hit and injured, and her mind was worn out.
Nevertheless, Simone looked ahead without even frowning.
Spitting out blood is not because something is wrong with her body, but because her body cannot handle the rate at which mana is being absorbed and released infinitely.
So, don't be anxious. I don't have to worry.
Instead of worrying about her physical condition, Simone sat at her bedside and thought about the teachings of Geneon, who had been talking about her all day.
“Releasing and controlling the souls you have absorbed is not something you can do simply by using mana. There is a price to pay to control the souls and make them obey your commands. Show me. How great a person you are, and how worthy you are to obey orders.”
“How?”
“What can you do? What do you do best? Isn’t it just mindlessly spewing out mana? Just do as you’ve been doing. Just do as you’ve been doing.”
Just like before.
When Simone first heard it, she thought, "What kind of method is that?" But now that she looks back, she sees that it was taught in a way that was easy to understand.
Simone poured all the mana that had already been released and engulfed her body and the mana inside her body into the magic stone.
The strength of the soul sent out is proportional to the amount and quality of mana used by Simone.
Anyway, she doesn't have the strength or will to fight any longer, and she was thinking of ending everything in one shot, so she'll put all her remaining strength into this one shot.
'If this doesn't eliminate the enemies in this space, then what?'
Simone's gaze briefly turned to Louis.
'I'm sure that person will take care of it.'
Finally, everything was ready. The magic stone that the Grand Duke of Illeston had prepared for Simone began to glow as if it would break under her magic power, and the soul trapped inside Simone's body also began to shake as if it would burst out at any moment.
She looked straight at the enemy before her and gave an order.
“Go. Sweep them all away.”
At that moment, black smoke suddenly flowed out from under Simone's feet, billowing and engulfing the floor in an instant.
And along the black path thus created, hundreds of souls sprang forth and began to attack the people.
"Uh...?"
They could no longer sit by and watch her. But they could not attack her either.
“W, what is this? Aaaaah!!!!”
Black smoke spread beneath their feet. The smoke was burning people black.
That's not all the problem.
“Ugh..."
Hundreds of legions of spirits moved at her command. They rushed forward, transforming into knights with swords, beasts with sharp teeth, and gigantic monsters never seen before, to carry out their master's orders to wipe out everything.
Death is a fear. Those who succumb to fear and worship Anasis as a God cannot remain calm in the face of death.
“Hey, save me!!!!”
“Ahhhh!!!!”
The knees that had been kneeling while swearing allegiance to God suddenly rose up with a scream. The masked people also ran away without even thinking of resisting.
They were accustomed to combat and knew how to face any threat with composure, but they crumbled before the fundamental fear of death.
But there was nowhere to run.
Their entire bodies were burned by the flames of mana as the souls marched on them, sweeping everything away like waves. They were trampled by the souls, torn to pieces, and melted. They died such a miserable death.
Louis watched this absurd sight from a distance, speechless.
'This is the power of a necromancer...'
A power that once terrified the empire.
It was a truly cruel and horrific sight.
Power of a different dimension from the skills Simone had shown so far. The immense pressure was so great that his body trembled involuntarily.
One person wiped out hundreds of people in a split second.
Louis' gaze barely turned to Simone.
Blood-red eyes stared ahead without any expression.
It was creepy to see her not missing a single thing as the souls he had released were destroying people.
“Are you afraid?”
Louis answered Geneon's question honestly.
“Yes. I’m scared.”
That power, if she put her mind to it, is enough to destroy an entire division.
“I think I understand why the Empire once feared and shunned necromancers.”
They were afraid. That terribly fearful power would betray the Empire. That it would rule the Empire.
Even Anasis, who was famous in the Luan Empire, openly committed evil deeds, so the fear must have been even greater.
Geneon said.
“Now is the power that will save the empire.”
“I know.”
“So embrace her in the Empire. Praise her as a hero so that Simone, who has such power, can live without hiding. Isn’t that the greatest gratitude you can show Simone?”
Louis said resolutely, looking at the completely destroyed building and the mangled people.
“I will do so.”
Then he turned to Simone.
Simone's mouth, nose, ears, and blood were flowing from everywhere.
Her face and arms were covered in bruises and cuts, and she seemed to have difficulty standing, leaning against the wall, barely able to breathe.
It was obvious at first glance that she was in a very bad condition as if she had poured all her strength into it.
But unfortunately, only a small number of the members were still breathing.
It would be his job to deal with them.
When Louis drew his sword and cut off the head of a mana-fire-scorched man.
“Kuuuuu...”
The member of the society whose lower body had melted away laughed at Simone.
Simone, who had been bowing her head, opened her eyelids and looked at him.
The man laughed heartily as if his nerves had already been cut off and he could not even feel pain.
And then he said.
“Do you think we failed?”
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