Others Summon Dragons, I Summon Legendary Knights - Chapter 162

Chapter 162: Snow’s Summon
“Isn’t that his first knight? Why does it—?!” A Manhattan student’s eyes shrank as Mountain activated an Ascendant skill.

Since adaptation was the only means of growing stronger, summons naturally evolved in directions that would grant them higher chances of survival, also known as evolution toward perfection.

From afar, Godfrey raised an eyebrow, even though he couldn’t see where Mountain was. ‘So he chose to activate his Giant Aegis Transformation.’

His armour expanded, growing bulkier, as Mountain rose from eight feet to a towering sixteen-foot-tall hunk of metal.

Bastion, his shield, expanded to match his size, as did the spear. Seeing this giant knight, whose shield alone could crush them, made some Manhattan students lose their confidence.

Lament remained at ease as Mountain brandished his spear, charging toward his foes.

“Fire! Fire at that thing!” Cecil screamed before the lieutenant could speak.

He glared at her but waved his hands for his men to obey. After briefing, they knew this summon could copy abilities. Should everyone unleash their summons, they would make the knight a bigger threat.

‘Good thing we brought King Tier bullets. It should be able to—!’ Kenneth couldn’t finish as he heard a loud neighing beside him. His eyes went to the right.

There. Right there, the mounted knight was riding his horse, almost moving past him. That sudden burst of speed, the sound just reached him as Lament’s halberd sliced off his head.

Just then, Kenneth’s summon dashed out of the portal the lieutenant had instinctively opened, but the humanoid summon, whose skin was like stone and wielded a knife the size of a greatsword, fell like a puppet whose string had been cut. Light died from its four eyes.

The agents who were shooting at Mountain were already staggering backward, bullet holes poking through their armoured vests. Not even their King Tier bullets could bypass Mountain’s shield.

Lament had allowed Mountain to be the shock factor, and he quickly eliminated a Throne Tier summoner before he became a real threat.

Cecil’s expression changed as she did not expect the lieutenant to die so fast.

“Snow, deal with the mounted knight. We’ll handle the—!” Her breath hitched as something gleamed at the corner of her eyes.

It was Mountain’s spear, piercing through Siegfried.

Mountain still remembered that one.

His eyes went to Orwen next. The student turned invisible and fled, causing the others to scatter.

Mountain simply threw his shield into the sky, and it transformed into a translucent black dome, sealing everyone within its space.

Lament’s horse scraped its hooves against the road, sparks flying. Flames burst out from it and Lament.

Mountain mimicked it, transforming into a flaming giant.

‘I have trained day and night, month after month, to beat you, Godfrey,’ Snow said inwardly as his butterfly appeared above him.

It had grown three times bigger, its legs bulky and armoured. From the butterfly’s head were thick, long antennas that glowed at their tips.

This was no longer the Glimmer-Wing Butterfly but the Psycho Demon Butterfly, a 13.7 Throne Tier summon.

Snow had gone to great lengths to push his summon to this level, and he could feel it. His butterfly had reached its absolute peak.

He wasn’t sure of any further progress, but this tier was enough for him to dominate lower, mid levels, and even affect top-level Throne Tiers.

It made him important no matter where in the world he went, but before taking that platform of greatness, he would settle his score with Godfrey.

“Get lost!” His eyes gleamed as he glared at Dale, Cecil, and the few who gathered behind him.

His summon flapped its wings once, and a burst of green glimmer blasted outward, engulfing everyone.

Mountain saw a meteor fall from the sky at an astonishing speed. As it crashed, an explosion roared. Flames caught up to him, melting his thick armour as his flesh burned.

Lament found himself riddled with spears, swords, arrows, all plunged into his body. The pain was real. He could feel his insides pierced through. Even an arrow struck his heart, and a dagger drove deep into his false heart.

The cold grip of death tightened around him. There was nothing he could do; his limbs lacked strength. His mount stood there with over a dozen spears piercing it, pinned to the ground to keep the horse standing.

At that moment, both Lament and Mountain were dying. Their minds and failing bodies testified to that.

Snow stared at the two knights who stood in place. Their flames had died out, and Mountain had even fallen to his knees. His Giant Aegis armour was too durable to damage, but his mind was not.

Snow’s illusion was so powerful that once caught, no one could tell they were inside it. Even if they could, he could still force them to navigate within his illusions, increasing their terror as their physical bodies lay vulnerable to his attacks.

‘Last time I tried attacking, Godfrey broke out of my illusion. So now…’

His summon flapped once more, releasing red glimmer, but then Lament turned his head.

The knight’s eyes burned brightly as flames burst forth from him. His activation of Sun Annihilation was so sudden it took Snow off guard.

It was like a mini nuclear bomb. Flames swept outward, burning everything.

Snow’s summon flapped its wings, launching bluish-white glimmer that burst into a thick wall of frost taller than a two-story building, but it was consumed by the flames in the blink of an eye.

Snow’s heart pounded hard as his summon grabbed him and fled, but the heat scorched his skin badly and also burnt holes through his butterfly’s wings.

‘My first thought was to turn myself into stone. Had I done that, I would have died,’ Snow said inwardly as he looked at the massive crater left by the Ascendant skill, Sun Annihilation.

His illusion brought down the dome so he was able to ascend higher into the sky, fleeing fast as both he and his summon barely survived.

***

Orwen ran to the back of a skyscraper far away from the scene, and two of his classmates ran with him.

Orwen’s face darkened. He couldn’t even be assured of himself, why should he carry this baggage?!

A portal appeared, and his summon came out, perched vertically on the wall.

“That damn Godfrey! We’re his former classmates! Couldn’t he have left us with a warning? We can let the past be the past, dying for some points doesn’t make—!”

Orwen’s scorpion stung the eighteen-year-old Manhattan senior right in the chest. His eyes widened as the other student, a girl, screamed.

Orwen jammed her mouth with his palm. “Shut it!”

He glared at her as his scorpion came down. The girl summoned a bear, but the scorpion was bigger. It seized the bear and stung it multiple times as Orwen slammed the girl’s head into the wall.

He let his unconscious classmate slip to the ground and took her pistol.

‘I’m not Godfrey. I won’t kill my own classmates… but I won’t let them be a burden to me either.’

At that moment, the earth trembled.

Orwen barely turned before the wall tore open and a massive shield slammed into him, launching him through the wall of another building.

His scorpion launched its tail. The tail suddenly extended, moving as fast as a bullet, but Mountain lifted his shield, timing everything perfectly. He swung it downward, cutting off the telson in one blow.

Bastion’s runes glowed as it unleashed a shockwave, blasting the scorpion through two buildings before it collapsed in an alleyway, bleeding heavily.

“Go to hell!” Orwen cursed, blood on his lips, his arm and rib broken, as he aimed a revolver at Mountain.

It wasn’t the pistol the authorities gave him, but a weapon his mother had provided. It had three bullets, peak Throne Tier bullets meant to ensure his survival.

It had taken all she had to get him this. After all, he was his family’s future. His talent would guarantee him a good spot in the Authority’s government.

Orwen pulled the trigger, unleashing the first bullet.

Mountain used Lightning Infusion, shifting a few feet to the left as if lightning itself pushed him aside, leaving behind a faint afterimage.

Orwen’s eyes shuddered. He fired the second bullet, but Mountain did the same.

“Are you toying with me?!” Orwen screamed, firing the final bullet.

Mountain dodged once more, but this time he blitzed forward, looming above Orwen while crackling with lightning.

Staring at the black giant knight, Orwen felt his bowels loosen. Fear gripped him like never before.

“I… have… been waiting for you,” Mountain said as he speared through Orwen’s chest, lifting him and pinning him to the wall.

The Knight-Captain pulled out his spear, turned, and walked away, his heavy metallic steps making the earth quake softly.

***

“I found you,” Leander said from atop his summon as he locked eyes with Percival, who stood at the center of thousands of rotating water droplets, a massive sphere of water hovering above his hand.

Percival turned to him. “I’ve been waiting for you, Leander Ouroboros. Godfrey told me you’d come seeking vengeance for your sister. You understand that your wish is for me to be imprisoned and brainwashed while your sister gets praised and promoted.”

“Isn’t that much better than a cannibalistic summoner like you breathing the same air I do?” Leander clenched his teeth.

Percival waved his hand, scattering the water droplets. A portal appeared behind him and his Leviathan emerged, just as the snake-tailed hyena pounced forward at Leander’s command.

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A/N: Fun Fact; Summons actually have characters. They obey their summoners but some can be stubborn, some disobedient in minor things, especially those that are kept outside from the soul space for very long time.

Also… Who wants to meet Godfrey’s father? Don’t overthink it. DON’T!