The Genesis Of A Necromancer - Chapter 63

Chapter 63: the plane’s gate
[A/N: these signs ‘ ~ ‘ represent the demon speaking in demonic tounge.]

Jack felt a ripple of fear race down his spine as a low, guttural growl echoed behind him. The air grew heavy with an ominous chill, and despite himself, his body tensed instinctively.

‘And I just *had* to be chained at this moment? I take back my words—luck is definitely against me,’ he thought, a bead of cold sweat trailing down his face.

The crack in reality widened further, its jagged edges pulsating with malevolent energy. From its depths, skeletal, claw-like hands stretched outward, reaching for him with deliberate slowness, as if savoring the moment.

Before the ghastly appendages could grasp him, Alisha’s golden chains yanked Jack backward, dragging him away from the encroaching danger. The sudden motion sent him stumbling, but he managed to steady himself, though his limbs trembled.

“What in the name of the heavens is happening here?” Alisha demanded, her voice sharp with confusion. Her usual composure faltered as she stared at the grotesque fissure and the corruption spilling from it.

“My lady, this is exactly as I warned you!” Ivan’s voice rang out, his tone laced with anger and urgency. “We should’ve killed this lunatic the moment we had the chance. Now, thanks to him, a demon has been unleashed upon us!”

Alisha ignored him, her gaze fixed on the dark figure slowly emerging from the void. As it stepped forward, the crack widened further, spewing forth clouds of corrupted black air that spread like a noxious fog, poisoning the atmosphere with its presence.

The figure was cloaked in shadows so dense that they seemed alive, writhing and twisting as though they were an extension of his being. Deep blue flames flickered where his eyes should have been, their light cold and soulless.

“Why do you humans always insist on standing in our way?” the hooded figure said, its voice low and resonant, carrying an unnatural, grating edge. “Very well… if you won’t yield, I’ll deal with you myself.”

Jack’s eyes widened as the figure fully emerged from the fissure. It had no discernible body, its form a floating amalgamation of shadow and bone. The way it moved was unnatural, as though it existed in defiance of the laws of this world.

The demon raised a skeletal hand, its bony fingers crackling with dark energy.

~Come, my minions.~

The words resonated in a language not meant for human ears, their meaning alien and incomprehensible—except to Jack. The perk from his new title, *The Summoner,* allowed him to understand the demonic tongue with unsettling clarity.

‘Great,’ Jack thought bitterly, his heart pounding. ‘I can understand the monster, but that doesn’t make this situation any better.’

The fissure in reality expanded further, releasing a swarm of nightmarish creatures. Howlers. Their skeletal wings beat against the corrupted air as they poured forth in numbers too great to count, their shrill cries echoing like the screams of the damned.

Above, the sky darkened, the sunlight struggling to pierce through the swarming horde. It felt as though the world itself recoiled in horror.

“This is far worse than I expected,” came a new voice. Luther, the elder, arrived on the scene, his expression grim. Deep lines of worry etched across his face as he assessed the dire situation. “The report said there was one demon. Why are we seeing an entire swarm?”

He didn’t wait for an answer. “Protect the students! Call for reinforcements!” he barked, his commanding tone snapping others into action. Without hesitation, he launched himself into the air, a wave of sand trailing behind him as he prepared for battle.

The others moved quickly. Hay unsheathed his blade, its gleaming surface reflecting the chaos around him. With a powerful leap, he soared into the sky, his armor shimmering with energy. His movements were a blur as he struck down a howler with a single slash, the creature’s bony wings shattering as its body disintegrated.

Emma Lilith let out a guttural hiss, her transformation beginning. Green scales spread across her body in an instant, and from her back, a long, muscular tail emerged, twisting and coiling behind her. With an ear-splitting roar, she launched herself into the swarm. Her tail lashed out, grabbing a howler mid-flight and slamming it into the ground. Flames erupted from her mouth, engulfing several more creatures in an inferno.

Amid the chaos, James stood back, momentarily captivated by the display of power. The elite fighters of the kingdoms were showing their full strength, their abilities nothing short of awe-inspiring.

“It’s incredible,” James muttered, momentarily forgetting the danger.

The demon watched the carnage with cold detachment. “Impressive,” he muttered, his voice tinged with disdain. “But insufficient.” His gaze turned toward Jack, who remained bound by Alisha’s chains.

“I see now,” the demon said, a flicker of recognition in his blue-flamed eyes. “This will not suffice. I must retrieve the boy and leave at once.”

‘Why the hell does he want me?’ Jack thought, his fear mounting as the demon’s gaze locked onto him. The intensity of that stare was suffocating, as though the creature could see straight into his soul.

“Saint Ivan!” Alisha’s voice rang out, pulling Ivan’s attention. “Whatever happens, that demon must not take the boy. Hold him here until I finish!”

Ivan nodded, his jaw tight. “Understood, my lady.”

Alisha turned her focus on the demon. Spears of light materialized around her, glowing with radiant energy. With a wave of her hand, she sent them hurtling toward the dark figure.

The demon, now fully identified as Naon, chuckled as the spears closed in. “A saint and a divine incarnate,” he said, almost amused. “It’s been centuries since I’ve encountered your kind.”

He raised a bony finger, and at its tip, dark energy began to swirl, forming a small, dense orb. The air around it seemed to distort as the energy grew more concentrated.

~Atomic Darkness!~

Naon’s voice boomed as the energy shot forth in a compact, destructive beam. The spell raced toward Alisha with terrifying speed, its pull so strong that even the air seemed to collapse around it.

“My lady!” Ivan shouted, fear flashing across his face. Without hesitation, he propelled himself forward, reaching Alisha in an instant. With a burst of energy, he pushed her out of harm’s way and faced the incoming attack head-on.

“You dare, you vile demon!” Ivan roared, his blade glowing with holy light. “Arc of Judgment!”

He swung his sword with all his might, the divine energy clashing with Naon’s spell. The resulting explosion shook the ground, a deafening boom echoing for miles. Dust and debris filled the air as a massive crater formed at the epicenter.

Ivan was sent flying, his body skidding across the ground before he managed to halt his momentum by plunging his blade into the earth.

Naon sighed, his patience waning. “Enough of this. I have no more time to waste.”

In the blink of an eye, he appeared behind Jack, his skeletal hand gripping the boy’s collar. Jack struggled against the chains that still held him, but it was futile.

“What do you want with me?” Jack demanded, his voice trembling.

“That is not for me to explain,” Naon replied coldly. “My lord will provide you with answers… if you survive.”

Before Jack could respond, Naon dragged him toward the crack. But as they reached its edge, the demon froze, his attention snapping to a new presence.

A powerful, radiant energy filled the air, so potent that even Naon hesitated. A blinding spear of light shot through the void, striking Naon and forcing him to release Jack.

Following the spear was a figure clad in glowing white, a crown of light resting on her head. Her very presence seemed to repel the darkness, the corrupt energy shrinking away from her as though afraid to touch her.

Jack stared in disbelief. This was Alisha, but not as he’d seen her before.

“She looks… like a divine incarnate,” Jack muttered, awe-struck.

Alisha’s voice rang out, clear and unwavering. “Lesser demon, your time has come. By my hand, you will be sent to the realm of souls today.”

Her glowing eyes burned with righteous fury as she prepared to strike.