The Genesis Of A Necromancer - Chapter 163

Chapter 163: Hiding under their nose
“The list has been arranged, and all participants have been paired. That said, our first show will be from these two contestants!”

The announcer’s voice filled the stadium, all the magical transmitters making it audible throughout the large ultramodern hall.

As he made the announcement, the large screen displayed the two contestants.

Jack could see from the screen the two people coming up onto the large stage placed at the center.

The first one had the distinctive patterns of the Maugrins on his forehead; however, he didn’t have any horns.

The second didn’t have any horns either, but he had a striking feature that made all those gathered look at him with fear.

He was a tall, hulking figure with six eyes and four arms.

This was the first time Jack had seen such a demon.

If anything, so far, this was the first demon he had actually seen that fit the name ‘demon.’

The bulging veins all over its body gave it an imposing look, one that would make whoever looked at it shiver.

And the eyes alone seemed to strike fear into its opponent.

It was completely black—almost darker than charcoal. The only white that could be seen was from its sharp canines that stuck out from the side of its mouth.

They had yet to fight, but from his position, Jack could already tell that the bulky demon had won.

His opponent was already shaking in fear.

From the skybox, Naya looked down at the two participants, specifically the six-eyed demon.

“Ouu, this year seems fun… A demon from the 10th plane… A Draethir? Amazing,” her eyes flashed with awe as she licked her lips.

She turned her head to the demon next to her.

“Do you think he will be the one?”

“No,” the demon replied curtly, pushing her glasses up the bridge of her nose.

“Tch…”

Naya hissed, annoyed.

Apparently, it wouldn’t be easy to find what she was after.

Alisha, Missy, and Jena sat together in the seating area.

They too had their eyes fixed on the battle that was about to unfold.

They couldn’t hide the interest on their faces.

‘These demons actually have more than we have seen.’

Ever since coming to the planes herself, it was only now that Alisha realized how much humans didn’t know about demons.

Their various races, their traditions… Everything.

Somehow, after staying in the planes for so long, she couldn’t help but question their need to eradicate the demons.

Was it actually necessary?

Similar to humans, all they merely wished for was their own survival.

They had the power to completely eradicate humans; however, they had yet to do so for so long.

She couldn’t help but wonder.

‘They’re clearly stronger than we are, yet they haven’t made any drastic moves to eradicate us… Are they really interested in killing off all humans? Or are we the ones actually drawing their attention to us?’

Her thoughtful gaze shifted to Jack, who was still seated amongst all the other contestants.

Jack felt someone’s gaze on him, and he turned in her direction, both their gazes locking together.

Alisha quickly looked away, her cheeks flashing rosy red.

Jack ignored her reaction, then turned his gaze to Jena.

Jena gave an understanding nod as her figure slowly dispersed into shadows.

Jack returned his focus to the two demons who were about to fight.

It was his first time seeing such a demon, but with the system, it wasn’t difficult to tell what its innate abilities were.

{Ding! Appraisal skill used!}

{Race: Demon race – Draethir}

{From the depths of the planes, the Draethir… Mostly warrior-class demons, are known for their brute strength and the ability to feed off the fear of their enemies to grow stronger!}

Jack looked at the demon with intrigue.

All the powers of the demon races were derived from one source.

Him… Or more precisely, Erebus… Which was still somewhat him?

‘Doesn’t that mean all these powers belong to me?’ he voiced out his thoughts to Erebus.

‘Of course. However… Your divine energy is too weak at the moment. With time, you’ll get all the abilities back… At the moment, you only have the ability of the Zhuraks, Maugrins… And I guess a few others.’

Jack gave an understanding nod, shifting his gaze again to the battle.

The announcer sharply brought down his left hand from a raised position, signaling the start of the battle.

Without wasting time and with pent-up fear, the Maugrin demon launched his attack first—a spell.

Jack watched from the side, assessing the strength of the two contestants.

‘Maugrins are soul experts. Whether warrior-class or magic-class, their attacks directly affect the soul… And then, there’s the Draethir, who feeds off fear… and our winner.’

Jack thought to himself before shifting his gaze to Naya, although momentarily.

He had quickly lost interest in the battle after he figured out who would win.

So he shifted his focus to Naya…

‘I just hope she doesn’t get caught,’ Jack thought to himself, somewhat worried about Jena.

For some reason, the figure next to the queen—the demon with the glasses—was giving an unsettling feeling.

Jack found himself giving her more attention than he gave the queen herself.

An unsettling feeling was brewing deep down in his chest, and he didn’t like it one bit.

While Jack was getting worried, Jena had successfully slid into the shadow of the Queen.

Instantly, the figure next to the queen shifted her gaze to the ground, looking at the queen’s shadow.

Noticing the shift in attention, Naya turned to the figure who sat by her side.

“Anything?”

She raised a brow.

“No… I just felt a little disturbance,” she replied, turning her head back to the stage, slightly glancing at the queen’s shadow with unease on her face.

‘Am I just being worried? Is there actually no spy there?’ she thought to herself, looking at the unmoving shadow for a few moments more before shifting her gaze to the fight below.

“I’m disappointed,” Naya suddenly said.

“Why is that?” The demon next to her, Tayla, asked.

“Our Maugrin race is becoming more stupid with each passing year… You know the abilities of your opponents, and yet you foolishly give them the chance to use them against you.”

Her face held a look of disgust as she looked at the frail Maugrin demon who was fighting below.

He cast a soul chain spell, similar to the one Jack had used on Zamazo.

It was a powerful spell, and the demon looked to be going all out from the fear of losing.

The Draethir demon laughed menacingly as it saw the soul chains darting towards him with frightening speed.

“Do you think such weak spells would have an effect on me? Do you underestimate the power of the Draethir?” The demon said, its chest pushed outwardly.

‘Huff.’

He scoffed and dashed toward the mage demon with a straightforward punch, disregarding the chains that were coming at him.

Jack smiled at the tactics being used.

Naya, on the other hand, watched with annoyance on her face.

However, they both waited to see if the Maugrin demon would fall for the petty trick.

The chains wrapped themselves around the Draethir demon, instantly binding its soul.

However, rather than scream in pain, a mocking laugh escaped its lips.

“Is this it? The power of the Maugrins?! Hahaha!”

Its hand was still stuck out in front of it, with a raging fist, ready to blast the Maugrin demon.

Energy pulsed around its fist, the veins on its hands bulged more, pumping as though alive.

The Maugrin demon stumbled back slightly, trying to put distance between himself and the Draethir.

‘How is this possible… With soul chain, it shouldn’t move. It’s meant to feel immense pain that would hinder even movement,’ he thought, his hands shaking slightly.

Fear gripped him.

He was a mage! One direct hit from that punch would completely devour him.

‘I won’t lose here!’ he thought confidently, gritting his teeth.

BOOM!

A figure was sent flying out from the cloud of dust that rose up.

His neck bent backwards, his eyes white, a trail of blood could be seen at the side of its mouth.

Jack heaved a sigh.

Naya hissed in annoyance.

“The Draethir race shouldn’t be considered strong at all…only idiots will fall for their stupid bluffs”. Naya said.

“True…. But strength doesn’t lie on muscles alone… If it does some people won’t be able to hide right under our noses” Layla replied, a wicked smile climbing up her face.

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