Others Summon Dragons, I Summon Legendary Knights novel Chapter 403

Chapter 403: Winged Order

Godfrey returned the favour. Their fists clashed, then again and again and again. The earth trembled, the wind exploded and roared as both demigods slammed their fists into each other without restraint.

Saul was mad. He had lost everything he struggled for. Godfrey was also mad that his mother had almost died while he was around. The fact that this man couldn’t accept defeat and peacefully walk away enraged him.

Why go after his family?

Why kill people who are vulnerable?

He couldn’t understand it.

It was cowardice.

Cowardice that sought to bring him pain.

While they fought, hills were damaged by Ronald and the Spatial Spartan.

"I trained Arian. You think you can defeat me in hand-to-hand combat?!" Saul sneered.

"You’re blinded." Godfrey shifted, evading a punch, and slammed an uppercut that made more blood burst from Saul’s nostrils and mouth.

He staggered backwards, wavering from side to side. He looked at Godfrey and finally saw... the young man was completely unscathed. His armour... it must be a relic.

Panting heavily, Saul’s eyes shifted. He thought about calling his summon only for a loud sound to split the air.

Ronald let go of the summon whose neck he had just snapped and fell on one knee in the midst of a seventy-foot-tall rock, they brought down in their fight.

Disbelief coloured Saul’s eyes.

"Release her and... and I won’t kill....you," Godfrey said, holding himself back.

Saul’s expression became ugly. Within him, Apollyon watched. The king she was waiting for was the man of her dreams, the cold, unbothered king, but this man who showed concern might not be so bad after all.

While this happened in his soul space, Saul kept staggering until he got to what remained of the Soul Piercing Rod.

Godfrey manifested a longsword, but Saul began to laugh like a madman.

"At least I have one win." He plunged the rod through his chest with a loud yell. "Your noble knight dies with me!"

His soul shattered. His body remained standing for a while, then it dropped.

Godfrey stared at his corpse. He didn’t know what to think, but his father patted his shoulder.

"You did your best." He grunted and looked around.

"We should leave." He teleported both of them back to Paradise.

***

Apollyon found herself in a dark world. Darkness rushed toward her and began to forcefully twist her.

This was the Afterlife World. It wasn’t her soul that was shattered, but here her tier, which was suppressed, soared tremendously. But the cost of being a true god judged to be in this part of the Afterlife was to become a Harrowing Omen!

She formed a cocoon of ice to protect herself, but the ice slowly turned black.

Apollyon thought the darkness was forcing its way through, but when she looked at her deformed hands with fingers that were too long, she realized it was she who was changing the ice.

This transformation wasn’t physical. It was the darkness within that attracted the one outside.

"My eyes..."

When she noticed her vision was dwindling, Apollyon broke down the cocoon. Fighting fate was useless. But then, she noticed something.

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