I Became The Academy Necromancer

Chapter 250: The God Of Lightning And Clouds

Just as an intense battle was unfolding on the rooftop of the royal palace, the souls continued rising down below, making it hard to see clearly in the chaotic streets.

Running amidst the wandering souls in the city was the Royal Knight Commander, Gloria.

Initially, she simply assumed that there wouldn’t be any beings more dangerous than Dark Mages. However, when the situation escalated, monsters much stronger than mere Dark Mages were rampaging through the city.

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The flaming sword sliced through the souls.

Since her sword couldn’t harm the souls, she swung it without hesitation, yet the opponent didn’t even flinch, blocking her sword with his body with ease.

It felt like her fist had struck steel.

The tall man with flowing blonde hair demonstrated the skill of receiving Royal Knight Commander Gloria’s sword on his shoulder, yet a relaxed smile played on his lips.

Crack! Crackle!

“Aheya!”

His voice echoed loudly.

When he crossed his arms and turned his golden eyes to Gloria, she felt a shock that pierced through her entire being momentarily.

Having lived her entire life as a swordswoman, she had never felt outmatched by anyone in terms of skill.

But now, for the first time, she was questioning whether there could ever be a future where she would be able to defeat the being standing before her.

“Why do you try so hard?”

He reached out to Gloria, looking truly sympathetic.

“In the end, everything flows according to fate—that is the law of the continent.”

His enormous palm was large enough to envelop Gloria’s face completely.

Her body stiffened momentarily, rendering her unable to move.

“Get a hold of yourself!”

Bang!

The Mage Tribunal Judge, Tyren Ol Velocus, who had swung his staff down on Gloria’s pauldron, appeared with the other judges.

Freed from the man’s hand thanks to him, Gloria shook her head a few times to regain her senses.

“Sorry… and thank you.”

The two were among the top forces of the Griffin Kingdom, and there were also the Mage Tribunal Judges, who were known for being the extreme counter against mages.

However, even with all these forces gathered to face the tall man who was casually strolling through the chaotic city, he merely scratched his chin, showing no particular reaction.

Even the fighting spirit or killing intent to annihilate his enemies one would usually see was absent. He simply stared at those lined up before him with an indifferent gaze.

He would probably have a similar expression even if a cow or a chicken were to stand in line before him.

“What about the Royal Knights?”

Noticing an unusual energy, Tyren asked with his gaze still fixed on the man, and Gloria bit her lip, responding.

“On the ground.”

“…”

Upon hearing that, Tyren lowered his gaze a little without dropping his guard.

Countless souls rising from the ground enveloped the surroundings like fog, making it hard to see.

However, he was still able to confirm that the Royal Knights in red armor were sprawled on the ground.

And that was the end of it.

Tyren didn’t proceed with his questions.

The Royal Knights had fallen and only Commander Gloria was left standing.

“This is dangerous.”

“He mainly fights with his electric power. Raise the shield as high as you can.”

Swallowing nervously, Tyren and Gloria aimed their staff and sword at the man in front of them.

“Hmm, why are the clouds standing still?”

The man stroked his chin in a relaxed manner while glancing at the sky.

The moment he saw Hearthia and Stella facing each other, he finally revealed a hint of anger.

“This is absurd.”

Crackle!

A bolt of lightning embodying his rage, roared angrily. And as if he were a lightning rod, he began to emit electrical currents from his entire body, spreading outwards.

The ground cracked, and buildings began to collapse.

Even the souls distanced themselves from the man flying hastily toward the palace rooftop out of fright.

Only after witnessing this did the two roughly grasp the identity of the giant before them.

A divine figure known as the greatest and most distinguished warrior among the gods—the ruler of lightning and clouds, Raizel.

As he took a step forward, countless spears of lightning rose from the ground, screaming as they threatened to tear apart the knights and the judges.

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[…]

The clouds of Holy Power came to a complete stop.

Stella cautiously looked down at the palace rooftop, where Findenai and the Dark Spiritualist were engaged in a bloody battle.

[Senior…]

And watching the Dark Spiritualist facing off against Heralhazard in particular made her clench her fist.

No matter how great of a Necromancer the Dark Spiritualist might have been, she was facing the same man who had single-handedly brought a nation to its knees.

Especially now, under the name of carrying his own beliefs and the continent’s fate, he was using magic without hesitation.

Nevertheless, the sight of the Dark Spiritualist doing her best to protect Deus Verdi stirred something within Stella’s heart.

“Stella.”

At that moment, the goddess of fire, Hearthia, who had been looking at Stella with a gloomy expression mixed with concern, called out to her.

“Even so, I still find it hard to trust that man.”

[…]

“After countless years of waiting, we have finally reached this moment. I can’t let that one man ruin it all.”

Before Kim Shinwoo arrived, they had spent countless years waiting for this very moment.

Five years from the time Aria Rias entered and graduated from the academy.

That was the sole reason for the existence of the gods who looked down at the continent.

In the end, did she fail to persuade the goddess?

Stella steeled herself and once again made an attempt to suppress the Holy Power of the Goddess she once served.

“But.”

Hearthia added, her throat all dry from having tasted the bitter truth.

“Can we, who have spent eons just waiting those five years, truly enjoy our freedom now that the time has passed?”

In the end, they had lived according to a certain flow and achieved it, yet they knew nothing outside that, and nothing had changed.

Once everything came to an end,

When they finally reached the final page of the fate that has been bestowed upon them,

What kind of look would the gods have?

Freedom?

Would they truly be able to rejoice at having been freed from the chains of fate?

Could they even call something that they grasped in that manner freedom?

Freedom granted while in a state of ignorance was no different from being trapped in a large cage.

“Moreover, if we say that we have only lived for that, was our life not too pitiful?”

Being forced to acknowledge that they had been trapped inside a mold they called ‘fate’ for far too long and had been bound by it, Hearthia could only sigh in resignation.

“I still cannot trust that man.”

An outsider.

A being who twisted and fractured the very fabric of fate at every turn, falling out of the gods’ favor.

Rationally and emotionally, Hearthia could not bring herself to trust Kim Shinwoo.

However, for the woman who until her moment of death, even amidst the tragedy of being torn apart by demons, did not waver from her own sense of justice…

“My pride. I will put my trust in you.”

[Goddess Hearthia.]

“I will withdraw my Holy Power. I hope that the future you desire will smile upon us as well.”

The clouds of Holy Power began to slowly dissipate, allowing the sunlight to break through.

[Thank you.]

Even if her faith and words were false, having dedicated her life for this moment, Stella felt she could be satisfied.

As a gentle smile formed on her face, a massive bolt of lightning shot up to the sky from the ground.

Crack!

She could hardly believe the sight she just witnessed.

The goddess, who had just declared she would step back for Stella, had split in two and collapsed onto the clouds before her eyes.

Crackle! Crackle!

The crackle of the lightning bolt, asserting its presence, hinted that it was yet to be concluded.

“If that is your choice, I will respect it, Hearthia.”

Raizel, who had killed his own kin, stretched his hand toward the clouds.

The god of lightning and clouds.

The dissipating clouds of Holy Power began to gather again, restricting the surrounding souls once more.

“However, if you seek to thwart our long-cherished wish, I cannot stand by and watch.”

The master of the lightning bolt was different from Goddess Hearthia. Like his solid, unshakeable form, there was no room for compromise.

And this time, he stretched his hand toward Stella.

[Ah…]

Gazing at the lightning pouring down on her, she closed her eyes gently.

Somehow, it seemed like her journey was coming to an end here.

Boom!

Having eliminated the goddess and the Saintess, Raizel steeled himself and extended his hand toward the sky once more.

“We’ve finally come this far after thousands of years of waiting. I cannot fail now.”

Crackle!

The lightning bolt struck again.

The clouds of Holy Power were primed to unleash divine punishment upon the souls rising from the earth. However, just then, countless golden butterflies began to flutter their wings, protecting the souls by taking the hits in their stead.

A massive golden butterfly with Erica Bright riding atop it blocked Raizel’s path.

“…The King of Elemental Spirit, I see.”

Raizer gazed at the King of Light Elemental Spirit blocking his path with a dismal expression.

The electric shocks leaping from his fingertips radiated hostility, even toward the elemental spirit that had lived through similar times as him.

The King of Elemental Spirit said nothing.

It simply stood in front of the god for the sake of its contractor. Likewise, Erica, seated atop the King of Elemental Spirit, had no intention of retreating for the sake of the man she loved.

Gloria, the Royal Knight Commander, and Tyren, the Mage Tribunal Judge, have all fallen.

In fact, even Stella’s figure could no longer be seen.

Erica was well aware of the immense power the being before her possessed. However…

I cannot let him pass.

She was determined to block the man, even if it meant risking her /genesisforsaken