Surviving as an Academy Black Magician

Chapter 89

Seil Sieghart did not step forward right away, but decided to observe the situation first.

The black magician in the middle shouted.

“Kill that b*tch!”

The hideous-looking ghouls all charged at the same time.

The sight of hundreds of ghouls rushing in like waves was shocking enough to stick in my mind.

Nevertheless, Chris Valentine swung the sword without any change in expression.

The half-moon shaped sword strike spread like a wave on a calm lake.

Pass suk!

The moment the half-moon-shaped blade touched the ghouls, who were rushing recklessly, they were sliced like tofu.

Dozens of spheres were all annihilated with a single blow. If it was a simple sword attack, she would have rushed somehow due to the nature of ghouls with excellent regenerative power, but her divine power was overwhelming enough to trample on such characteristics.

It didn’t end there.

There was a strangeness in her blue eyes. Soon, it shook like a flame, and blue flames spread out in all directions.

Roaring—!

Covered in blue flames, the ghouls started screaming and running amok.

that buck that buck

From the beginning until now, she has been walking forward continuously.

Not once has it gone left or right.

looking only forward

“Chain of Corruption!”

Charleureuk!

The magic that bloomed from the black magician’s hand gripped her body.

Chains were then pulled out from the floor and the air and wrapped around her body.

When she didn’t move, the black magician smiled in relief.

“hahahaha! Raphael’s slave. If you don’t put up useless resistance, I’ll make you a special toy!”

Tung!

As she gave her strength, the chains that bound her fell helplessly.

Then, a sword imbued with a white aura cut through the air.

A sword struck vertically.

A ray of light that followed the sword’s trajectory in a straight line split everything in a straight line.

Blasphemy!

The ghouls on the same path as her split in half at once.

The black magician who saw the scene was shocked and shouted to the black magicians next to him.

“What are you doing! Come on, stop that b*tch!”

The two black magicians nodded and flew up holding huge scythes. A scythe covered in black demonic energy landed on the top of Chris Valentine’s head.

“—!”

What happened?

The black magician who wielded the scythe fell to the floor, and finally realized that he was dead after checking his body with his head rolling on the floor.

Feeling threatened, another black magician swallowed the black potion in his bosom.

Explosive demonic energy erupted from his whole body, and his body began to twist grotesquely.

“La^%*@#Pa#$El’s dog%^% porridge$#^#in#$.”

A black magician who speaks an unknown language and rushes at terrifying speed.

It was so fast that it was incomparable to the movement he had just shown.

Chew!

A huge scythe slashed through the air and black smoke engulfed Chris Valentine’s body.

Chi profit.

With the sound, the blue cloak she was wearing slowly began to melt.

she murmured softly.

“Something special.”

A white glow began to emanate from her body, and the melted cloak regenerated.

At the same time, a light flashed.

It was her blade that extended at near the speed of sound. Dozens of lines engraved in the air following the trajectory of the sword.

Soon after, the black magician’s body was cut along the line and disappeared with acrid smoke.

wonderful force.

Zeil, who was watching all this, realized that the woman’s skills he had seen in the past were only a small part of them.

──It was then.

The nun who was praying in the back let out a scream that resonated throughout the academy.

[ אמא תברך אות תעמוד, תעמוד, תעמוד, תעמוד, תעמוד, תעמוד, תעמוד, תעמוד, תעמוד, תעמוד, תעמוד, תעמוד, תעמוד, תעמוד, תעמוד, תעמוד, תעמוד, תעמוד, תעמוד, תעמוד ]

It was like the sound of a trumpet announcing the end.

Wing-like arms sprouted from the blind nun’s back. Bizarrely, the arms protruding from his back were holding an inverted cross.

The black magician who saw the scene exclaimed in admiration.

“Oh oh! Have you finally finished praying? ‘The princess who plucked out her mother’s eyes’—”

The nun’s eyes turned to the black magician.

The eyelids, which had been sloppily sewn up, opened with a thump and sound, revealing a large hole in the pupil. It was red veins that filled the place.

──It looked like a worm, at times it looked like blood vessels, at times it looked like intestines.

The nun reached out to the black magician. The black magician knelt down, as if thrilled, and grabbed her huge hand.

Contrary to his expectations, however, the nun’s hand was directed to his mouth.

The nun, who swallowed the black magician as it was, moved her mouth.

gulp.

cringe cringe

The sound of flesh and bone being chewed resounded softly. The nun’s gaze turned to Chris Valentine. Her mouth was ripped up to the bottom of her ear.

[ אמא אמא אמא אמא אמא אמא אמא אמא אמא אמא אמא אמא אמא אמא אמא אמא אמא אמא אמא אמא אמא אמא אמא אמא אמא אמא אמא אמא אמא אמא אמא אמא אמא אמא אמא אמא אמא אמא אמא אמא אמא אמא אמאאמא אמא אמא אמא אמא אמא אמאאמא אמא אמאאמא . _

The word she uttered incessantly was ‘Mother’.

Her hands were still clasped together as if in prayer, and only the two arms behind her back moved restlessly in accordance with her cry.

“A terrible being has come to this world.”

As if she had recognized the sound, the nun strode her legs and charged at Chris Valentine.

Every time I moved my feet, the two arms on my back broke through the buildings around me.

thud!

An upside-down crucifix rushed toward Chris Valentine. A crack formed in the ground, and a huge shockwave spread in all directions.

[ עונש עונש עונש עונש עונש עונש עונש עונש עונש עונש עונש עונש עונש עונש עונש עונש עונש עונש עונש עונש עונש עונש עונש עונש עונש

Did he even respond to the nun’s call?

The shattered flesh of the ghouls soon gathered in one place and began to take shape.

thud! thud!

The nun’s arms moved without rest.

The gigantic crucifix slammed down on the ground like mad to crush the pagans in front of them. Despite the one-sided attack, Chris Valentine gently evaded all of the attacks with his subtle movements.

It seemed like he didn’t even move his feet a few times, but he moved the distance surprisingly quickly.

Before she knew it, her footprints were engraved on the ground, emitting white light.

──That moment.

Hands rose from the floor and grabbed her legs.

Even she couldn’t react to the phenomenon that happened so suddenly, and a huge cross fell on top of her.

Kwajik!

just one blow.

As if to show the difference in class.

I only allowed it once, and Chris Valentine turned into mush.

It was a shape that could not even be called a human corpse.

Everything that made up the body exploded and was crushed, scattering red liquid.

wriggling

Something crushed wriggled.

[ הכלב של רפאל מת ?]

… It was proof that her breath was still attached.

A ray of light rose like a pillar from her whole body, which had turned into porridge.

Chris Valentine walked out of the pillar that towered over the clouds and into the sky, clean and unscathed.

“You wasted your precious blessings.”

Protection of regeneration.

It was a blessing bestowed by 『Armiel, the god of grace and regeneration』, one of the 12 gods of the Raphaelite religion, to the human he loved.

──The effect was very simple.

【You can regenerate from death once per day.】

In addition to that, the blessings she possessed were beyond counting on ten fingers.

In this world, where high-ranking organizations scout people without asking just because they have a protection, it was virtually impossible to have that level of protection.

no.

It would be more accurate to say that it cannot happen.

Literally, she was an alien being who made the impossible possible.

“Descent.”

Her eyes turned white. Then a pair of wings sprouted from her back.

Her white wings fluttered and her body floated into the air.

flutter. flutter.

Every time he flapped his wings, holy energy overflowed around him.

──Descent’s protection.

【You can borrow the power of an angel once a day for a set amount of time.】

She raised her sword high. A dazzling flash of light dwelled on the blade of the sword, and a muffled voice resounded.

“Holy Magic.”