The Barbarian Became a Necromancer

021.

I don’t know how long I’ve been here.

One day when the concept of time became ambiguous.

Placidus sensed visitors to the Thunder Dragon’s temple he had built.

It is time to wake up.

she was happy

It was because he felt that he was destroying the trap he had put so much effort into.

‘Are they really the heirs? Shamans of the future are of such a high level… . Happy.’

He jumped up and down at the thought that the people who would succeed him had finally appeared.

They may not see themselves, but it doesn’t matter.

As long as he could find enough successors to carry on the secret art of the Thunder Dragon, that was enough.

‘Is it already the door? Who wants to come here?’

Placidus took his place where there were personal trials.

It was because it was the place where the trials that best showed the qualities of an heir were arranged.

wait like that for a while

The door finally opened.

What if he lacks qualities?

What if he is an undeserved successor because he has not enough qualities due to a twist?

The man he met with half expectation and half worry was accompanied by all sorts of bizarre-looking colleagues.

It was obviously plastered with the highest level of magic so that he had no choice but to come in alone, but what happened?

‘Wouldn’t the witchcraft have weakened?’

Two reasons can come to mind.

Either the author is a very strong sorcerer, or something has been developed that is impervious to sorcery in the future.

‘It’ll be the former. That guy is very strong, so it’s obvious.’

I decided to believe that.

Placidus decided to give him a simple ordeal as a test.

It was a high-level magic that injected all kinds of nightmares and terrible sensations into the subject’s head.

-This is the first trial!

He shouted excitedly and released the power he had arranged.

Unheard-of power dwelled in the man’s body as it was.

It is an unavoidable force in the first place.

It was possible because it was improved through trials.

But why?

-why… Are you fine?

The man just silently approached with the momentum to pass him by.

I don’t feel like I’m under a spell.

No, the sorcery was definitely in his body.

It seemed that something beyond the power of magic was protecting the man.

‘Is that possible?’

Placidus is confused.

Even the living enemy himself is not confident enough to resist this sorcery.

I shrugged my shoulders as I saw him approaching the corner.

I don’t know why, but it was because the fear of extinction was overtaken.

-What, what, this pressure… .

Unknowingly, I slow down.

Fear crept in, even though it seemed certain he wouldn’t see me.

While thinking about whether he should avoid sleeping like this dozens of times, he stopped walking.

exactly in front of you.

Placidus stared at his thick features.

You are looking at yourself exactly.

So I tried to curl up my trembling lips.

– Do you see me?

“What are you?”

A deep voice struck her ear.

His shrugged shoulders narrowed even more at the tone that seemed somehow angry.

***

It’s the first time I’ve seen a ghost get scared.

Will the one wrapped in a veil be eaten?

Anyhow, I’m a little embarrassed.

As soon as I saw it, it was an ordeal and cast spells.

You get new information, you get it.

The fact that this spirit had cast spells did not disappear.

If it wasn’t for the mental strength stat, it was obvious that he would have been defeated.

‘Should I use at least a soul bond?’

If you use it, you don’t have to waste time exchanging great hits with the spirits.

However, the reason I was reluctant was because I was concerned about the identity of this soul.

If the main body that maintains the ruins is this spirit, they cannot unite.

Because the ruins whose subjects have disappeared are in danger of collapsing.

Not wanting to be crushed to death, I chose a peaceful way.

– Ugh… !

When asked about his identity, he trembles with anxiety.

Even so, the skill was not reaped.

I just felt that I was in control.

– My, can you see me?

“okay.”

-but. So, it will be a conversation like this. But are you talking? Has the common language not changed over time? What year is it on the continental calendar?

I do not know.

I don’t need to know, and I don’t have it in my head because it’s information that I don’t need to attack.

“If you don’t want to be destroyed, just answer the questions I ask.”

-sorry! I am Placidus As you can see, the witchcraft that built this site… I was waiting for an heir.

Was it also Placidus?

But it’s not the impression I had in mind.

I thought he would be a little more fierce and energetic because he was a person who served thunder dragons.

He seemed very shy and scared.

-What’s your name?

“What will the spirit know?”

There is also a spell that curses the target through true name.

So there was no reason to tell you.

-huh… , that too. First of all, the reason you came here is to inherit my will, right?

“Let it be.”

-really?

Although the relics of the ruins are the purpose.

My eyes lit up to see if my answer sounded positive.

Even though he was overwhelmed, he seemed to feel more joy than that.

-Then you just have to pass all the trials I prepared for you. I’ve left arrangements for the true heir at the end of this place!

Explain with all your heart and soul.

There must be a reason for doing this.

So when asked, Placidus stretched out his chest.

-That’s why I can go to eternal sleep. It will be a great day when my honor is engraved in the spirit world.

be the soul

It is a dimension that is halfway through spiritualization.

What kind of place is that, the world of the dead?

“Do you know about the spirit world?”

-If I tell you, will you carry on my legacy?

I wanted to have a little conversation.

Seeing the cheeky proposal, I turned around without regret.

“I don’t want to do it at the risk of an ordeal. I’ll wait outside Explorers who have gone through other doors will bring artifacts.”

-Sorry! don’t go! I’ll let you know. tell me!

Now I hang on as if I am not affected by overwhelm.

It was obviously affected, but it was an action that felt more desperate than that.

“Why are you so desperate?”

-The arrangement here is also the thing that will lead me to the eternal world… If you leave, another successor might come… .

“Do you wish for eternal rest?”

– It’s strange that you don’t want it. Because that is the ultimate wish of all shamans. Maybe it’s different in this era?

No, it’s the same.

I knew and asked, so don’t climb up anymore.

“I will put conditions on it.”

– No, just talk! I’ll listen to everything.

that the conversation works.

To firmly believe that I am a powerful shaman.

The combination of the two factors turned Placidus much more favourably.

“Answer the question. don’t ask questions Tell me how to break the ordeal. If you listen to these three things, I will give you the eternal rest you longed for.”

-I’ll listen to the first two, but you want me to tell you about the law?

“Do I look like someone who has to prove my qualifications through subsequent trials?”

-uh… It’s not, but… .

I think I imagined myself going through the ordeal that I had painstakingly created.

But there’s no way.

If you can go easily, shouldn’t you go easily?

“I am the one who overcame your sorcery. Do you feel that the other trials are meaningless?”

– Ugh, okay! I’ll let you know! I will listen to you, so just guide me to eternal life. huh?

I hold my hands together and look up earnestly.

There was nothing I couldn’t listen to because the interests were the same anyway.

I was just grateful for the good fishing.

-Then, to begin with the description of the spirit world, there is nothing much different there than here. It is a world where the dead and the dead set up their own kingdoms with their own rules. The great ones keep each other in check and harmoniously compose the dimension.

While listening to the explanation about the spirit realm, I stepped deeper into the passage.

Excited to talk, Placidus smiled and answered my questions for the next two hours.

***

It was only a little jarring at the beginning, but Placidus faithfully responded to my request.

Thanks to you, I learned quite a lot.

‘If I can learn witchcraft, I think I’d better learn it.’

Witchcraft was a primitive form of curses and magic.

Among them, I paid attention to ancient curse magic.

An era in which black magic and necromancy using black magic did not exist.

It was an era when the essence of all power was considered to be the same as magical power.

The advantages of ancient witchcraft were clear.

It’s okay even if the dark magic that leaves my hand doesn’t receive the effect of the one wrapped in a veil.

‘Because it’s just a curse with magical power.’

It was to increase the number of elements to be active without causing misunderstanding in front of many people.

So, he asked Placidus to teach him the Cursing.

-sorry. i can’t teach

She showed disapproval and avoided my gaze.

“Why? It’s just a matter of explaining the principle and expression method.”

-Ancient witchcraft is not like that. It is not expressed through principles and methods.

“then?”

– Desires are important.

What was the ancient era like?

Maybe it was the era when the Indian rain system was used as an excellent weather forecast.

what a wish

If you pray earnestly, you’ll hear the effect.

Placidus panicked when he asked for an explanation in silence.

-This is vague to explain, but we need an intermediary. Something with strong hatred, anger, or fear. It’s good to have thoughts. Without it, now I can’t teach.

“How about this?”

Most of all the bad things are related to the devil.

Just in case, he showed the tattoo he had been hiding with his robe.

Since it was a spirit that did not even know dark magic anyway, it freed even those who were wrapped in a veil.

-huh?

Only then did Placidus, who started showing interest, met my eyes.

Her eyes were wide open through the hair that covered half of her face.

-Eh? uh?

One face, one tattoo. The final destination of the alternating glances was the tattoo.

-This, that a medium like this exists in the world?

“Can it be used to deal with curses?”

-Is it possible. I don’t even need a wish. But only to deal with curses?

“You talk as if there are other good spells.”

-Did you forget that you are the successor to my legacy?

Placidus pointed forward.

After breaking through the ordeal, the future was blurry.

Soon the black fog lifted and what was revealed was a shabby wooden door.

-It’s arrival.

“It’s fast.”

-Thanks to my help.

That means there is magic beyond that which is better than curse magic.

I opened the door past Placidus, who shrugged.

Beyond the door was a room.

There are no dazzling gold and silver treasures, and nothing that looks like relics.

It was a more desolate landscape than I thought.

Only the altar in the middle and the mummy above it were visible.

-Don’t look too pierced.

“Is that you?”

Placidus nodded quietly.

that’s interesting.

Thousands of years must have passed, but the form is preserved.

Is this also the power of witchcraft?

Approached the altar.

Because the artifact was expected to be here.

Looking back, Placidus’ corpse looked more like a pale wax figure than a mummy.

It has been very well preserved.

He died with a peaceful expression, like a merchant.

-Do you see that I’m holding with both hands?

She entered the final explanation for her eternal rest.

Arms raised on the stomach. He pointed to something he was holding with both hands.

– That’s it. keep my

I carefully opened the corpse’s hands.

What he was holding was a bright yellow marble.

Just looking at it, I could feel a huge flow of magical power.

I just don’t know how to use it.

It didn’t look like an elixir, and it didn’t look like an artifact either.

-Do you want to shed your magical power? Oh, it’s not dangerous. You may not believe it, but it’s real… .

Placidus, who hastily added an explanation, fell silent.

They learned that nothing comes back if you talk for nothing.

“hmm.”

The method was the same as that of Death Swallow.

Absorbs black magic greedily.

Soon sparks began to fly from the beads.

The bright yellow electricity did me no harm.

-good! You’ll just have to keep injecting it. Continue until the brain light technique I left behind is injected into your head.

Are you referring to the magic created by enshrining the Thunder Dragon?

It’s brain light.

I don’t know what it is, but it doesn’t seem like a spell I can use.

Silently I followed her words.

All the while, Placidus chattered.

-Originally, arrangements were made to receive even Thunder Dragon-sama’s protection, but that standard is too high, so don’t be upset if you don’t receive it. It’s to the point where I’m wondering whether or not to receive an heir to the level of a great shaman like me.

Doesn’t that mean you shouldn’t take it at all?

While I was determined to keep putting it in, a voice that was enough to resonate in the room came from the marble.

-It’s an unusual magical power for someone who will receive my protection.

I looked at Placidus, wanting something.

She was looking at me with her mouth hanging open.