Others Summon Dragons, I Summon Legendary Knights novel Chapter 108

Chapter 108: Godfrey’s Limit

As if that wasn’t enough, Godfrey handed over the last core to Ballista, who, after absorbing it, rose to Tier 6.5 from 6.0!

"Those summons of his do not obey the structure we thought applied to all summons. Some might need days, some weeks, some months to assimilate and grow. Rarely do we see some summons assimilate in hours, but it’s instantaneous when it comes to these Golden Order Knights," Sebastian said, crossing his legs.

"...That’s why Godfrey grows so fast."

Sebastian’s calm expression distorted in absolute shock, just like the others in the room, when they saw Godfrey arrive at the final boss’ castle, Dracula’s Den!

Godfrey’s eyes gleamed as he scanned the vast expanse filled with countless stakes piercing through people. It looked like farmland of the dead, as the stakes were lined up in rows.

Beyond it stood a towering castle.

’I can sense the overpowering being inside the castle,’ Godfrey thought, slowly clenching his fist. Sweat beads appeared on his forehead, a sign of fear.

Looking at his slightly trembling hands, Godfrey clenched his teeth. ’Feels like back when I still hadn’t awakened.’

Though he accepted his fear, he didn’t let it stop him. As he took bold steps off the paved street and onto the soil, a being watching through one of the massive castle windows raised an eyebrow.

Dracula stood at an impressive height of nine feet, wearing a black coat over a red shirt. His blood-red eyes narrowed.

"A lost boy wandering... wrong place to wander into, boy," he whispered, revealing his fangs.

But just then, three portals appeared, two beside Godfrey and one above him. From them, Mountain, Tempest, and Ballista emerged, their Black-Out States activated.

Ballista, now at 7.5 in Black-Out State, summoned a hundred and fifty Bow Knights, while Mountain summoned a hundred and fifty Heavy Infantry Knights before them.

Tempest floated above these three hundred armored troops, his lightning wings illuminating their golden armor and chasing away the darkness.

Dracula frowned at the sight. "Is this a crusade?" Then, suddenly, he smiled. "What an impressive-looking army."

As if challenged, he tapped the long fingernail of his index finger on the window sill.

Black smoke rose from the ground, and furry claws burst out from beneath the earth, underneath the stakes, in the hundreds!

Werewolves pulled themselves free, growling as they locked eyes with the Golden Order Knights. From behind the castle, a dark cloud of six-foot-tall bats emerged, flooding the skies as they swarmed toward the knights.

Both land and air forces were of 5.5 to 6.0 High Tier, but the werewolves numbered about five hundred, while the bats were up to two thousand!

Seeing such a massive horde, Godfrey felt chills. This was bigger than anything he had ever faced.

"Mountain, Ballista, you both will handle the army while I head inside with Tempest."

Nodding at Godfrey’s order, Mountain launched his shield, Bastion, into the air. It transformed into a translucent dome that protected the entire army.

The werewolves clawed at the dome while bats swarmed above it, trying to force their way in.

All the Bow Knights raised their bows and began to unleash one powerful arrow after another. Ballista lifted his giant bow and drew an arrow to the limits of his massive bow.

Godfrey thought he was about to unleash Trailblazer, but the moment Ballista fired, his hands became a blur, launching arrow after arrow so quickly that all Godfrey could see was motion.

The pressure of the bowstring releasing created gales around the Knight-Captain, who released two hundred and forty arrows per minute.

After three minutes, the dome shattered and unleashed a repelling wave that blasted the werewolves and bats backward. Under Ballista and his archers’ rapid fire, one thousand two hundred bats were slain!

As the dome’s repelling wave faded and rematerialized into Bastion in Mountain’s grasp, the Heavy Infantry Knights charged, earth trembling under their hundreds of several-hundred-pound armored forms as they clashed with the werewolves.

Tempest spotted a massive werewolf, twelve feet tall, with claws sharp enough to carve a gully in the ground. He conjured a spear made of golden and black lightning and hurled it. The spear obliterated the giant werewolf’s head, wiping out twenty-five more around it in a single strike.

Eventually, as the battle raged, Godfrey stood before the castle doors, his armor stained with blood. Tempest hovered above him. With one hand, the Chief Knight pushed the massive doors open.

Both summoner and summon entered a vast hall, their eyes settling on Dracula, who stood at the far end in the shadows.

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