Others Summon Dragons, I Summon Legendary Knights novel Chapter 147

Chapter 147: Orc Dungeon — Men of Gold

Godfrey stared at the Great Orc Chieftain, the monster that took his father’s life, the being responsible for his mother’s tears.

He grew up staring at that magnificent statue of his father. It felt like they communicated each time he stared at it, especially as he talked about how his day went. Seeing the Orc Chieftain, something flared up within him.

Who knew what became of his father’s corpse? Was it burned? Torn to shreds? He had trained for one year all for this cause, all for that orc in the midst of that great army that filled the expanse like a colony of ants.

Everything between him and the orcs vanished from his sight. Eighteen years later, Godfrey stood face to face with his father’s killer.

Activating Echo, golden armour manifested over his body, the final piece being Lament’s helmet and a white cloak with the insignia of the sun.

A longsword manifested in his hand and his sclera turned black. His ocean-blue eyes turned into fierce golden ones, shining like mini suns.

Godfrey lifted up his sword, aiming it at the horde. At that moment, the cavalry charged from behind him. Seven hundred thirteen-feet-tall powerhouses weighing tons made the earth rumble as if an earthquake were occurring nearby.

The combatants scattered with panting hearts as the cavalry galloped past them. Not one looked in their direction, their focus was on the orcs who were frozen by their appearance.

They had expected an easy meal, ripping these few humans to shreds, but before their eyes were the Phathani!

The Great Orc Chieftain growled furiously. He remembered them as a young orc; he remembered how the Great Chieftain, who was an Esper, led them to invade what was left of a crumbled world.

That was where they first met the kind called Men, but these weren’t ordinary men. They were a race known as the Phathani. Even without speaking the same language, the name of this race was engraved into their hearts.

Once again, he was face to face with the Men of Gold!

The Great Chieftain roared, causing the horde to erupt with battle cries. They had lost once, but they wouldn’t lose again. The horde was supreme!

Lament scoffed. In Black-Out State, he rose to tier 11.9 and led an army of seven hundred 9.9 peak-level lord tiers with abilities to combat low-level king tiers.

Following behind them were heavy-looking knights with spears and shields. Their huge pauldrons had two spikes and a fan-shaped crest protruded from their helmets.

Mountain was an 8.3 lord tier in Black-Out, and he led a thousand and five hundred 6.3 high tiers. Meanwhile, in the forest, stood an elite unit of eight hundred Bow Knights, all 6.8 high tiers led by Ballista, an 8.8 lord tier.

A total of three thousand Golden Order Knights!

Isadora couldn’t believe her eyes as she watched the orcs, for all their might and ferocity, smashed to death under the disciplined strength of Lament’s cavalry. Lament’s fiery form was already named Sun State, and true to its name, Lament’s golden flames made him like a mini sun.

His cavalry split, leaving the lone Mounted Knight in the horde, but the orcs soon realised the Night Cavaliers were the wise ones, as Lament shone bright, forming a giant orb of flames that engulfed him. Before it erupted, over a dozen high orcs were incinerated to dust, and the moment it erupted, a shockwave that blinded the onlookers swept out as that blast, an Ascendant skill named Sun Annihilation, wiped out over four hundred high orcs in an instant!

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