[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-became-the-academy-s-final-boss":3,"chapter-i-became-the-academy-s-final-boss-i-became-the-academy-s-final-boss-chapter-119":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","I Became the Academy’s Final Boss",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1319806,1753,"Chapter 119","i-became-the-academy-s-final-boss-chapter-119",119,"\u003Cp>Chapter 119\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following the Demons’ guidance, I arrived at Necropolis and looked around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wow…… so it really was underground.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder I couldn’t find it even after wandering the forest for hours.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When they suddenly dragged me into a cave, I had a bad feeling about it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe because it was underground, the dampness of the soil clung to my body unpleasantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More than anything, almost everything in sight was made up of the dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A massive fortress in the distance and countless gravestones filling the land.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ghosts flew through the air, wailing like spirits, while the low groans of zombies harmonized into a grotesque funeral march.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sight of rotting corpses walking the streets like humans was far from pleasant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt like I had fallen into a world filled entirely with corpses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, I was already in another world… but even this had a completely different atmosphere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dense demonic energy scattered across the ceiling, along with magic orbs resembling night pearls, decorated it like a night sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it because of that thick demonic energy?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Along with a sensation of power surging through my body, Demonic Authority began to stir.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ever since training with the Heavenly Demon, it felt like Demonic Authority had become more sensitive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Considering her warning, it was better not to let that power dig in too deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As I circulated the Asura Divine Art, the purifying energy suppressed the Demonic Authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following the Demons, I soon arrived at the massive fortress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A powerful aura emanated from it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the huge gates, headless knights stood guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dullahan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They felt on a completely different level from the mindless zombies outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, they seemed stronger than the Demons who guided me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When I showed the invitation, the Dullahan bowed and opened the gates.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stepped into the tiger’s den.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The inside of the fortress felt entirely different from the outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike its grim exterior, the interior was extravagantly luxurious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People bustled about.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, an elderly gentleman in a neat suit approached me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pale skin, red eyes—a vampire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gave me a slight bow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[My apologies for the disorder. Are you the Devil Knight?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[This way. Lord Biden is waiting.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He led me to the banquet hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A long table was filled with all kinds of delicacies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And at the head of the table sat the one waiting for me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wrapped in immense demonic energy like a cloak, he looked like the Grim Reaper from legend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I thought you wouldn’t come, considering how long it took.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I apologize. I was in seclusion and couldn’t hear any news from the outside.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heh heh, I’ll forgive you. The joy you’ve given me far outweighs it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the ruler of the undead in Pandemonium—the Lich King, Lord Biden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sharp glint flickered within his hollow skull as he looked me over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strangely enough, I felt like that gaze was filled with excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Probably because he had personally confirmed that my information was true.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But how long would that joy last?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His ambition couldn’t be fulfilled—and even if he tried something, I planned to stop him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, there was no need to reveal that now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Biden spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This banquet was prepared for you. Eat.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gestured toward the table full of delicacies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An undead attendant poured wine into my glass, and Biden cut into his steak first and took a bite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As far as I knew, a Lich couldn’t taste anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was probably just trying to feel human.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I understood it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What meaning did life have without desire, pleasure, or purpose?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was why Biden so desperately wanted the body of the living.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To reclaim a reason to live.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And ultimately, to transcend humanity and become a Demon with great power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After savoring his wine, he asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Does the food not suit your taste?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, the food is excellent.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then why aren’t you eating?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead of answering, I silently stared at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn’t want to openly show hostility, but I also didn’t want to pretend friendliness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, Biden was someone I would eventually have to deal with.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To survive and reach a happy ending, I had to kill all the High-ranking Executives of Pandemonium.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I measured my strength against his.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Biden was a worst-case Necromancer and a powerful dark sorcerer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the Dullahan at the gate were stronger than most mid-level Heroes, and the old butler who guided me was comparable to a high-level Hero.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he commanded dozens of such undead, along with thousands of low-level ones like zombies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Biden was practically a one-man army.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could I break through all those undead and strike him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alone… it would be difficult.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless there was a situation where he couldn’t summon undead—then there might be a chance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Biden’s unpleasant voice rang out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve grown stronger.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My heart dropped instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did he sense my hostility?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed unlikely, but absolute powerhouses like the Heavenly Demon were sensitive to emotions like fighting spirit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re completely different from when I saw you a month ago. You said you were in seclusion… did the Heavenly Demon personally train you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was my second meeting with Biden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right after the Hell Manifestation at the Academy, I had encountered all the executives of Pandemonium.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back then, I couldn’t even raise my head under their overwhelming aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, it was different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Biden’s expression turned meaningful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I had something else in mind for your reward, but I’ve changed my mind. I thought of a better gift for you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After finishing his meal, he stood up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s move somewhere else.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He beckoned me closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As I approached, a black magic circle spread beneath us.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, my vision darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So suddenly using magic like that…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When my vision returned, I looked around at the completely different surroundings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This place is……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I had never seen it before, yet it felt familiar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I knew exactly where this was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn’t Biden’s residence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The strong smell of chemicals and the occasional sharp screams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of machinery echoed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the laboratory where my clones were created—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and the tutorial zone where the third playable character, No. 66, began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a hazy consciousness, ‘it’ opened its eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Screams echoed from all directions, accompanied by periodic mechanical sounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Figures in white coats appeared before its eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They held something in their hands, recording data.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The recent results of Experiment No. 66 are very promising.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Indeed. It seems to have accepted the authority without issue.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The rejection was severe at first, so I thought it would fail… but perhaps the project will succeed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They spoke among themselves, but No. 66 couldn’t understand their words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, her eyes met the scientists’.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Doctor, it opened its eyes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah, that happens sometimes. Just a reflex. No need to worry. It’s just a soulless doll—what, are you scared?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The humans’ eyes as they looked at No. 66 were cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They didn’t see the test subjects as people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they did, their research would have never progressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every day, screams and cries echoed like background noise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the researchers treated the subjects like objects, performing experiments and rituals on their bodies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But they were mistaken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every artificial creation they made contained a soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was just that the drugs and rituals injected through the incubators kept them drifting in a dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But perhaps because of the continued experiments—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the intervals at which No. 66’s consciousness returned to reality were growing shorter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And during those moments of awareness, she began to learn language by listening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No… “learn” wasn’t quite right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt like remembering something she had once known.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gradually, she developed self-awareness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She felt suffocated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The power within her was growing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If just a little more gathered, she felt like she could escape this confined space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a man in a lab coat rushed in urgently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lord Biden has suddenly arrived.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What? Why would a High-ranking Executive come here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He has shown great interest in our research recently……”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The researcher’s face twisted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They preferred working freely without interference—attention from someone like Biden was unwelcome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn it, let’s go greet him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The researchers hurried out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No. 66 looked around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wasn’t alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Numerous test subjects were confined in glass cages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some were young, some old.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some had already lost their human forms entirely, grotesque beyond recognition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But one thing was certain—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>their faces were filled with unbearable pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a newborn, No. 66 learned despair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, another scream echoed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As always, it was a test subject.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No. 66 dreamed of freedom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hated the suffocating inability to move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, she felt an unknown sense of dread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her heart tightened, goosebumps spreading across her body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something enormous and dangerous was approaching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wasn’t the only one who felt it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the test subjects fell silent, preparing for the arrival of a predator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A despair greater than anything they had known was approaching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lab doors burst open as the researchers returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among them were unfamiliar figures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And they were the source of that overwhelming despair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Biden, guided by the researchers, looked over the test subjects with curiosity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So, Devil Knight, how does it feel to see your own copies?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The researchers’ eyes widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The original vessel meant to contain the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To them, Yoo Sung-woo was an irresistible specimen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If it’s not too much to ask, could we obtain some biological samples? Blood, nails, anything would suffice.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At their eager gazes, Sung-woo’s expression twisted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing here sat right with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Experiments that completely disregarded human rights and ethics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seventy percent of the test subjects had lost their human form, and even those that remained human were screaming in agony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what disturbed him the most was their appearance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They all resembled him—subtly, but unmistakably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt like seeing countless versions of his own family—children, parents, siblings—preserved before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Biden asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Have you made any progress recently?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course. Some test subjects are showing very promising results.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh? I’d like to see.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Showing interest, Biden approached No. 66.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sung-woo also looked at No. 66—the third playable character.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ash-white hair like burnt charcoal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A naked female body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, No. 66 slowly opened her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her gaze met Sung-woo’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And her eyes shone with a brilliant golden light—just like his.\u003C\u002Fp>",1721,"2026-06-05T19:04:26.866Z",1,"novelbin.me","e18cf3d5be69e7d16fd3c654e549b88e196cb8e4f61cd3b1de78d16b90bd4882","i-became-the-academy-s-final-boss-chapter-69","i-became-the-academy-s-final-boss-chapter-118",137,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-became-the-academy-s-final-boss-cover.jpg"]