My Beautiful Disciples, I’m really not the Main Character!Chapter 180: Chapter 180: A hero, or rather a villain
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As Felona tried to protect her people, she kept exhausting her spirit essence, which had already been weakened by Eren’s poison. This poison had forced her to waste a significant amount of her spirit essence.
If she had been solely focused on fighting, disregarding her surroundings, she may have been able to fight back effectively. However, in this situation, she found herself on the backfoot.
Her body was surrounded by a protective aura of spirit essence. She managed to absorb a great deal of the fire’s destructive energy, containing the flames within a small sphere that was shielded by her spirit essence.
She realized how unstable it was. It was only a matter of time before the flame was going to break free if she didn’t do anything.
After condensing the sphere to its limit, she absorbed it into her body, even though it was no different than poison for her.
“Hmm?” The Necromancer was also taken aback by the Spirit Queen’s successful defense. He clapped slowly. “Impressive. But how long can you keep it up?”
“Huh?” He suddenly raised his head and looked around him. The entire island was surrounded by Spirit Warriors, each of them being stronger than Ley.
“I wanted to play with you a little more. But I am very disappointed in you. Since this is the case, let’s end this. I am in no mood to play anymore.”
The Necromancer’s playful expressions disappeared as soon as he saw the Royal Warriors gather all around him, forming a circle to entrap him.
The citizens on the second island had also been evacuated while the Necromancer was busy with others. With that, Felona’s trap was completed.
Now that she didn’t need to protect anyone here, she could fight properly. And even with the impure flame essence ravaging inside her body like a poison, she was more dangerous than ever.
“You think I would let you end this so easily? Since you wanted to play, let me play with you a little.”
Felona’s voice was extremely cold, without a shred of emotions. The same Felona who was talking to Eren was nowhere to be seen. She was like a completely different person.
“Oh? Is that the real her that was kept hidden? Interesting. But I think she is making a mistake.” Eren, still on the third island, shook his head in disappointment.
“In every cliche novel, the good guys love to waste time with words, giving the enemy an opportunity to use their trump cards. What a rookie mistake from her.”
He didn’t even try to warn her. He just watched as things progressed, as it was beneficial for him if the two sides hurt each other.
Only then could a hero… Or rather a villain like him make an entrance and take everything for himself.
The Necromancer opened a spatial portal which connected to his storage. He placed his hand inside the portal and brought something from within.
It was an old crystal jar which even had some cracks within. It looked like it was barely being kept together with some cheap glue.
“Identify.”
Eren used Identification right away, to make sure it wasn’t a big enough threat to even obstruct him later.
“Hmm? That is… It seems the spirits are truly screwed with this one.”
As he went through the description, his expressions turned serious. МƲⅬƎᎷⱣƳƦ.ϹⵔᎷ
Back in the Necromancer Tower, heavy breathing sounds filled the dark and empty hallway as a hooded figure ran with all his might.
He soon reached near a room which was surrounded by the aura of death. Even he felt like he lost a few years of his life as he reached near the room, just from the aura alone.
He didn’t dare go closer to the room. Right from the hallway, he yelled, “M-Master! I have something to report to you!”
“Is the Tower Master back?” A creaky voice came from within the room, with each word the aura of death around the room getting stronger.
The hooded man stepped back in fear, creating more distance.
“I-it is not that. It’s about the Jar of Spirits! It is missing!”
The aura of death intensified, covering the entire section of the tower. Every person within the range felt suffocated as they dropped to their knees.
Even the hooded informer dropped to his knees, holding his throat as he struggled for each breath.
Black lines spread across his skin as his life was being drawn with each passing second. Within a few seconds, he appeared to have aged considerably.
“Who was the last person to enter that room?” The voice came again, lowering the pressure on the informer.
“Lord Lich… He went there just a few hours ago. And after him, I went there to check like I do every day.”
He was the person responsible to check the treasury every day to make sure that all treasures were counted for and none of them was misbehaving.
The treasures at the Necromancer Tower all had a life of their own after all. Even the Necromancer Tower didn’t leave them alone without precautions.
Other than the person responsible for checking the cursed treasures, only a Lord level tower member or higher could enter that place. But even they weren’t allowed to take anything without the Tower Master’s Permission.
“That annoying skeleton!” The voice within the room turned colder. “I warned him against going for the Spirit Queen without Master’s orders. But he didn’t listen!”
“How long has it been since he left?” the person asked.
“It’s been an hour already.”
“If that’s the case, that fool probably already used it.”
For quite some time, there was only silence which was broken by the person inside the room.
“Fine, let him play around. It might be for the best. With that thing, he would most probably return with the Spirit Queen and some decent materials.”
“Once he returns, I will personally get rid of him for trying to ignore my words.”
The aura of death retracted to the room and the hooded figure finally dropped to his knees, his wrinkled face slowly returning to normal as if his life was being returned
“T-thank you master.”
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