Genius Engineer in the Labyrinth - Chapter 347



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Necropolis (4)

Alan reduced the Golem’s size from 7 meters to 3 meters. It’s not that it lacks magical power, but it’s easier to ask questions face-to-face if it’s small.

“Early knowledge? What does that mean?”

The rock fist and the sword face clashed fiercely. Jacob stepped back, watching the flying rock dust. As soon as he did, the magical dust mixed in the dust exploded.

Alan stomped hard on the ground. A wave of sharp stone pillars surged forward. They chased Jacob, swaying like a hedgehog’s back. That was also part of the golem. Alan used his shrunken body sparingly.

Alan did his best to keep Jacob grounded. The basics of martial arts come from solid ground and rooted legs.

“···.”

Jacob remained expressionless and pushed away all the thorns. He didn’t seem to have any intention of answering, and just thrust his sword forward.

“If you could answer······!”

The blade dug dizzyingly into my neck. Jacob’s figure rippled like a ripple and suddenly appeared before my eyes.

Jacob’s black sword became a sharp chisel, and it cut through the stone armor. The surrounding area was covered in sand, reminiscent of a desert.

Even in situations where his limbs would be cut off if he blinked, Alan kept his bejeweled skull intact. That way, he could maintain his possession and receive magical power from Kamai.

Thanks to this, the stone armor regenerated as soon as it was broken. Stones were scattered everywhere, and magic power was overflowing thanks to Kamai.

Alan tried to grab the blade that was coming towards him, but Jacob’s skill was overwhelming. When he twisted his arm slightly, the blade scraped his palm, sending sparks flying.

There was no time to glance at the red flowers falling down. Jacob spun his body around and applied pressure.

The blade approached, shattering the air between them. A humming sound filled the air due to the vibration of the sword energy.

Black Allen came in through the outstretched hand. Allen saw the sword aiming for his head and stuck his chest out instead. And the moment it touched, he twisted his body.

Card grab!

An eerie sound echoed. Alan stepped back and examined Jacob’s sword. He tried to damage the blade, but unfortunately failed on his first attempt.

The magical power remaining in the long scar extending from the shoulder to the waist vibrated violently and interfered with the surrounding rocks.

The moment he felt it was becoming difficult to move, Jacob’s body suddenly came closer. Taking advantage of Alan’s slow movements, he thrust the tip of his sword forward.

It was visible to the eyes, but difficult to follow with the body. This was the way of warriors, not wizards. Mind and body looking in the same direction at the same time.

‘It’s hard to avoid.’

Alan concluded. He felt the Death Knight approaching from behind. It seemed as if he was planning to attack while Jacob was stabbing Alan.

But Alan struck first. He grabbed the knight’s arm and pulled him forward. The vicious blade pierced his chest and exited his back.

The vibrations contained in the blade dug into the knight’s body and gnawed at him. The aftereffects alone slowly disintegrated the arm holding the knight.

But Alan didn’t let go. He infused the knight’s body with magical power to fix the blade. Then, he struck the sword hard.

Doo-woong!

A sound like the ringing of a large piece of paper spread out. It also contained destructive power, making the devastated surroundings even more horrifying.

Jacob tried to retrieve his sword, but Alan wouldn’t allow him. The still-active Death Knight also hugged Jacob tightly, preventing him from doing so.

Alan struck the sword again like a blacksmith.

Fight!

This time, the sound was louder than the first time. And Alan’s eyes caught the tiny cracks engraved on the blade. He pulled his shoulder back and struck the same place he had struck before.

The sword snapped in an instant. The runes engraved on the stone armor arm glowed brightly. They were the kind that had a negative effect on metal, such as [Corrosion], [Destruction], and [Melting].

It was a profitable deal since I exchanged my main weapon with the Death Knight. It was a sword of extraordinary craftsmanship. It would be a high-quality item that would be sold at a very high price even if it were put up for auction in a modern day.

Of course, Alan’s interests lay elsewhere.

“You know the runes I use, don’t you? Where did you see them?”

“You talk too much.”

But Jacob didn’t answer. In fact, how many people are kind to their enemies?

Jacob, fortunately, didn’t carry as many sacks as Zion, but his momentum when he clenched his fist was no joke.

“You’ve mastered swordsmanship and boxing to the same level. That’s amazing.”

“···.”

Jacob’s expression of weariness soon turned to annoyance, as Kamai, who had finished off the pursuit party, joined them.

“I got a servant just like you.”

“Is that a compliment?”

“Does that sound like a compliment?”

“thanks.”

Jacob’s lips twisted slightly due to the idle conversation. Alan could also see his eyebrows trembling slightly.

“You will be sentenced to death for what happened today.”

“How narrow-minded. It’s too much to kill one noble and a few of his subordinates. If you keep pressuring me with petty things, I’ll have no choice but to become a villain.”

“You are not a noble, but a master of coveting knowledge that should not be touched. You are not worthy.”

“What? What is that?”

Jacob turned around and ran away quickly. The wizard had no way of chasing after the inspector if he ran with determination.

Alan looked at Kamai, who was collecting the body and smiling, enjoying his victory.

“Don’t you know about spatial magic?”

“If I knew, I would have chased after you already. The learning difficulty is high, and finding a magician who can teach you is also a task. But what do you mean by knowledge that should not be coveted?”

“I don’t know either.”

“Really?”

“Since you helped me, please teach me some necromancy.”

“If we had Jacob as material, we would have made a great death knight, but it’s too bad.”

The question went round and round like a snake biting its tail. Before the conversation of just spitting out what it wanted to say could get any longer, Alan’s vision changed.

Black space, black pillars, three spheres of light.

Now, if we just light one light bulb, the ordeal will be over.

‘Is that right?’

It’s possible to solve it even without it, but since I keep moving without learning the knowledge, I’ve lost a lot of interest.

‘Is it really necessary to keep Kamai?’

After experiencing this a few times, I realized that he was a stingy person when it came to imparting knowledge, so I had a strange thought. He just kept asking questions and not giving answers.

‘He’s a bad person.’

However, I had heard that the keys that failed the ritual became useless, so I had no intention of really failing.

‘The body of someone with excessive magical power is already a mess, but how bad must it be to be called a wreck?’

As soon as Alan finished his thoughts, his vision began to waver again. This time, he was a little nervous about what kind of place would appear.

The first impression was that it was pitch black. Even though it was a ghost, its eyes still functioned well, so observation was easy.

‘Underground ruins? Tomb? Passage?’

The walls were filled with straight-cut stones, and the ceiling was also built with arches. Burnt-out torches hung here and there.

Alan stood still and gauged the direction.

‘The left is the way down… Ah, this wasn’t necessary.’

For a moment, he forgot that he was in a ghost state. Alan immediately flew down. He saw mechanical traps and magic circles hidden here and there, but they did not react to the ghost.

Even if you go through the ground, it takes a long time before the end is in sight. A vast space appears beneath Alan’s feet.

‘Underground palace? Temple? About 1km long and wide.’

The estimate came right away. Alan landed at the entrance. A large stone statue guarded the door, like the architecture of the ancient Kemet dynasty.

Kuung!

A loud noise was heard from inside. Alan stopped watching and quickly flew towards the epicenter.

Inside, there was a large room that looked like four soccer fields connected together. The floor, walls, and ceiling were all covered in magic circles. In the corners of the room, there stood a stone statue with a human body covered in a hawk, baboon, jackal, and human mask.

In the center was a coffin, and next to it was the person Alan was looking for.

“long time no see.”

“you···.”

The years were visible on Kamai’s face. His once taut skin had developed deep, furrowed furrows, and his once black hair and beard had turned white.

“How much time has passed since we met?”

“Deal with the tracking team···.”

Kamai’s words were cut off immediately. Since it was a virtual world created by consciousness, the same reaction as last time occurred.

“You still look the same.”

“You’ve changed a lot.”

“The desert sunlight must be so strong.”

The magical power flowing around Kamai’s body was calm. So calm that it was impossible to tell its end.

‘I wonder if he’s been given the title of Ka by now?’

In the original history, he single-handedly defeated an army advancing under the pretext of reclaiming the Holy Land and earned a title. The fact that there were no civilians among the soldiers alone showed how high the level of the army was.

But it was a known fact. New knowledge rather than information already acquired caught Alan’s attention.

“Where is this place?”

“You’re still so curious.”

“It’s the same for you too.”

“Haha, that’s right. That’s why we came here.”

Kamai waved his hand. A ghostly undead emerged from his arms and opened the lid of the metal coffin.

By chance or design, the lid flew towards Alan. Alan swatted it away with his hand.

“You are not an undead, yet you wield great physical strength. It is truly amazing.”

“Would you like to experiment like in the cave?”

“It’s okay to keep it a secret. As you live, there are many times when it’s much better that way.”

Kamai’s face instantly looked twenty years older. He took a deep breath and observed the inside of the coffin.

“This isn’t an ordinary mummy, is it?”

“Do you see the huge underground facility and the magic circle that even I had difficulty understanding? The corpse in the center of it is not ordinary.”

Alan looked at the magic circle. It was clearly visible, but strangely, it did not reach his brain cells. It was annoying, like a sneeze that only tickled his nose and did not go away.

‘It’s not a labyrinth script, but rather a function of consciousness?’

Just as Kamaishi couldn’t remember the passage of time, it would have also limited Alan’s acquisition of knowledge.

“What is Mira’s true identity?”

“Necropolis is actually a tomb.”

“I know that.”

The name itself is City of the Dead.

“It’s also the small town you lived in when you were young.”

“How did you know that? You are such a curious soul.”

“Let’s get to the point.”

“Do you want to solve it while leaving my curiosity alone?”

Kamai showed a mischievous expression, but opened his mouth, perhaps not wanting to ask questions like before.

“It’s a grave for one person.”

“He must have been a king with great power.”

“There is another reason the tomb is so large, besides power. Can you see the magic circle?”

“It looks blurry.”

“Ha, I like that.”

He laughed out loud, perhaps enjoying the superiority of his knowledge. Or he might have made exaggerated movements on purpose to hide something.

Kamai patted his waist and neck, then looked up at the ceiling.

“This is a tomb and a place for resurrection.”

As he spoke, he pointed to the stone statues erected in the corners of the room. A hawk, a baboon, a jackal, and a human. They looked exactly like canopic jars that contained the entrails of a mummy.

“The mummy still occupies the space.”

“Being reborn in your original body, opening your eyes in a new body, all of that is resurrection. Am I wrong?”

“That’s right. Um, are you trying to say that Mira is your past self?”

Kamai shook his head firmly. He circled the coffin and stroked his beard.

“I came down here to find out, but all I’m left with is doubt.”

“Are you sure about the magic circle’s performance?”

“I don’t have any concrete evidence, but my gut tells me it’s right.”

The intuition of a necromancer who had surpassed depth 7 and had been given the title of ‘Ka’. It was close to the realm of prophecy.

“It’s my turn to solve my own curiosity. It’s nice to see you after such a long time.”

Kamai removed the mummy and lay down in the coffin. A great amount of energy spread around him, and the magic circle shone brilliantly. It was so intense that it even took away Alan’s vision for a moment.

When Alan opened his eyes again, he was not in the underground. He saw the courtyard where the elders of the Kamai School were holding a ceremony. Each elder spoke to Alan.

“Did you succeed?”

“that···.”

Just as I was about to say that I didn’t know, pitch-black clouds gathered in the sky. Everyone’s eyes turned towards them.