Others Summon Dragons, I Summon Legendary Knights - Chapter 191

Chapter 191: Insane Demand
The boss moved, kicking up a large amount of snow. Godfrey’s eyes snapped to his left, and he leaned to the right while swinging his sword at his left side.

Sparks flew as the sword clashed with the boss’ sword, but those long blades that came out of his arm lunged for Godfrey’s head.

Godfrey forced his neck back, narrowly evading the blades as he deflected the next slash. His movements were swift. Even against this boss, an elf that had lived for a thousand years and practiced swordsmanship, his sword skills were not just able to match but even counter.

Just then, the boss vanished through a portal and appeared beside him, only for the gleam of Godfrey’s sword to reflect in his eyes. The boss tilted his head, squinting as the longsword opened a small cut at his cheek.

Grunting, the elf opened a gulley with a powerful downward slash. He stomped the ground, shattering a radius of fifty feet as he propelled himself straight toward Godfrey, swinging his knuckle blades at Godfrey’s chest.

Godfrey activated Mana Slash as he swung his sword, unleashing a crescent sword wave that the elf evaded by vanishing.

He reappeared above Godfrey. Seeing this, Godfrey spun as he swung his sword in a clockwise direction. It sliced through the earth, split the air, and came from above, right at the back of the boss’s neck!

The boss had dropped from the sky, aiming to attack with his sword once Godfrey blocked his strike, but it didn’t expect Godfrey to swing his sword before he even descended.

What looked like a mistake was actually a roundabout attack. Before the boss could react, lightning burst out of the sword as it sliced off his head.

The sword cut left a deep mark on the earth and even a faint outline in the sky!

‘The power of a Divine Tier is frightening,’ Godfrey said inwardly. ‘Had it not been for that Mastery skill Arian taught me, I wouldn’t have stood a chance, not even with the speed and strength of a Divine Tier. However…’

Godfrey wiped the sweat off his face. The immunity this boss possessed made him a grave threat. The runes of his Echo weapons didn’t work, neither did copying the elf’s abilities. He also doubted he would be able to heal from a wound inflicted by the boss.

‘An ability to be Immune. I would have loved to have that in my arsenal. It’s a top-tier ability like Mountain’s ability to Mimic.’

Godfrey thought to himself as he squatted and picked up the boss’s sword. It looked quite beautiful with the feathery crossguard. Touching the blade felt like touching ice.

He picked it up and left for the town. Upon arrival, Godfrey saw his knights lined up. Dirge’s army had grown to six hundred and fifty-two, with the recent additions being shadow elf rangers and assassins, all of whom still retained their abilities.

Godfrey walked up to Lysander, who lay on the ground, and Tindra sat beside him, sobbing softly.

“Can you heal him?” Tindra asked with teary eyes.

Godfrey shut his eyes. “I can’t.”

Tempest could only heal those who had taken the Golden Oath, and anyone that took the oath had to be a Golden Order Knight. Even though he didn’t know the requirements, his relationship as summoner and master allowed him to automatically benefit from Tempest’s self-heal.

‘Even then. Even if Tempest had the ability to heal others, I don’t think it would work on him. Every wound the boss inflicts is immune to other abilities, including self-heal or external healing. And dungeon natives can’t leave a dungeon unless it’s a dungeon break, so there’s no hope of searching for a summon with a counter ability out there. He won’t even survive that long.’

He clenched his fist as Tindra wept, but Lysander laughed softly. “I’m good.” He grimaced as he turned his head to Godfrey. “This dungeon you entered, it’s not like the usual dungeon, right?”

Godfrey squinted.

“It’s an artificial dimension, a haven for wood elves made by the Wood Elf Progenitor, but the snow elves made it here, and after we were sent to your world, this became a prison,” Lysander said softly.

‘Wait! I didn’t think of this, but now that Dirge has converted the snow elf army, will their corpses still respawn? Are they dead forever? If they are, the wood elves can thrive. If not… they’ll be subjected to the same cycle until all of them are gone. I have a feeling the wood elves won’t respawn as the snow elves. Those snow elves have the backing of the mana tree.’

Godfrey looked at Lysander.

‘Is there really nothing I can do?’

***

Godfrey felt everything shift, and he opened his eyes to see himself in a hall, standing close to the head seat. There was a long rectangular table in the heart of the hall with lots of stone chairs, and men in golden-black robes sat on these chairs.

He could only see darkness under those hoods, and all of them were staring at him in silence. Godfrey could tell this place was part of the castle; he just couldn’t tell where exactly.

“You are the Alchemists. The foundation of the Golden Order.” Godfrey pulled the chair back. It grinded against the stone floor. He sat on it and looked back at these mysterious figures.

They didn’t have the intimidating size of his knights, but the air of authority radiated off them.

All of them remained silent. It was like they were having a conversation, discussing ideas for God knew how long before the castle decided to bring Godfrey into their midst.

Finally face to face with these Alchemists, Godfrey finally knew what it meant to be before the men that created a force so great it brought down Cain.

“Your stay here drains a great deal of mana with each passing minute. It’s best if you state what brings you here.” An alchemist said with a deep voice.

‘This is my only shot. If I can somehow make Lysander a knight with the elf boss as a vital material, doesn’t that mean I can close down a blue gate dungeon and free the wood elves? I don’t know how Tindra will see this, but… here it goes.’

“Can you create another knight? He’s not of Pathan blood, but an elven one.”

The Alchemists exchanged glances.

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