The Academy's Weakest Became A Demon-Limited Hunter

Chapter 45: Thunderbird Subjugation (3)

༺ Thunderbird Subjugation (3) ༻

「Thunderbolt (Lightning Attribute, ★4)」

Kwagwang──!!

I tried to chase after Vera the Summoner when suddenly, a lightning bolt struck right in front of me. It made me instinctively jump back.

[Hehehehehehehehehehehehehe.]

Vera looked at me with bloodshot eyes and let out an eerie laugh. Despite the fact that she must have realized that she was much weaker than me.

This was because the true power of Vera the Summoner lied in her ability to control familiars.

Her strength or weakness wasn't determined by her own strength, but by the strength of the familiars she controlled.

Darkness mana rose like thick clouds, spreading out far and wide.

The darkness mana covered the sky like a dense fog, and countless familiars revealed themselves from within it.

Beyond the collapsed ceiling.

An army of various animal-like familars, their own elemental mana imbued with darkness mana, filled the sky.

──────── [Kyahahahahahahahahak──!!!!]

An evil laughter echoed throughout.

A colossal familiar, large enough to even overwhelm the army, revealed itself within the massive pool of spherical darkness mana.

A muscular body covered in red armor. Its three pairs of wings were riddled with bizarre eyeballs, and its face which resembled that of a sea turtle bore a grotesque smile.

It was Hakil, a 7-star familiar that had become a demon.

[Hakil]

Lv: 140

Race: Demon

Attributes: Lightning

Danger: High

Psychology: [Wants to tear your limbs off.]

[Hehehehehehehehehehe!!! You cute little things, have you come to protect your mommy? Neeeee~]

Vera the Summoner climbed onto a winged pterodactyl familiar, infused with darkness mana and light green wind, and flew upwards.

She asked questions and answered them herself as she posed with exaggerated gestures, as if she was performing in a play.

The winged pterodactyl familiar flapped its wings and spat out blood from its mouth with a squeaky sound.

[Splendid, splendid! Our lovely little ones! Let's subdue that bastard, chew on their entrails, and carefully separate their limbs! You got all that? Neeee~]

Upon Vera's command, the horde of familiars roared at me. It was a sorrowful roar, filled with grief.

The army of familiars, now deeply corrupted by darkness mana, had become magic beasts of darkness that could never revert back to their original state, even if Vera were to die. Their resentment spilled out through their cries.

Hakil laughed wickedly and stretched his arms towards the sky. A huge purple magic circle trailed just out of reach of the Thunderbird's barrier.

At that moment, numerous magic circles of various shapes and colors dazzled in midair. They were only aimed at me with the sole purpose of taking me down. It would have been a breathtakingly beautiful sight if it wasn't a spell meant to kill me.