Others Summon Dragons, I Summon Legendary Knights novel Chapter 489

Chapter 489: Patience Has Always Been My Weakness

Police cars screeched to a stop outside the building. There were dozens of police cars and even more armoured vehicles. Helicopters flew around the structure along with aerial summons crying out aggressively.

A superintendent with short red hair and a lean, muscular build, clad in black uniform with double rows of silver buttons, stepped out of a car.

Summoning circles flashed all around the structure, and fourteen-foot-tall, red-skinned monstrosities with two horizontal horns spreading out from their bone-covered skulls stepped out.

They looked like beasts on their hind legs. Their fangs were exposed as these Stone Heads had no lips. The arms of these Stone Heads were massive, and their fingers were just extended claws.

Thick tails swept behind them.

Superintendent Redhead lifted up one hand, and over a hundred Stone Head Summoners, each of them at the Paragon Tier, fused into their summons.

Redhead walked boldly into the building, followed by a few agents holding shields with prints that looked like those of a tortoise. According to the intel, the dictator remained in the conference room.

To Redhead, maybe he was prepared to surrender because this time he would face the true might of a nation. There were summons in the air and on land. More were on their way.

With a hard look, he pushed open the door, revealing an empty conference room. Not even one soul could be found on the seats, except the golden-armoured, blood-stained individual seated on the edge of the podium.

As Redhead walked into the hall, Godfrey lifted his head. Redhead stopped.

"Have you come to get me arrested?"

"It’s going to be worse than getting arrested," Redhead declared.

His response was met with silence, so he took a few steps forward.

Mrs. Fukushima’s headless body lay on the podium, her blood soaking half of it. There was almost nothing left of her head.

Redhead saw this, then returned his gaze to Godfrey.

"I am Superintendent Redhead. A Titled god just like you, but you see, my summon has the innate skill to sire other summons of his kind. Do you understand what I’m trying to say? There are over a hundred Paragons who can send this place right to the earth’s core. We can make sure you do not see the light of day if you make this tough for us."

"Superintendent..." Godfrey muttered as agents spread out in the hall, moving between rows of seats. Of course, they knew their bullets would not be able to harm a demigod, and even if they had demigod-killing bullets, there would be too few.

This led to Godfrey believing whatever they were going to shoot would be something else. There were so many summons out there with diverse innate skills, that the government would have exploited this to make sure powerful summoners were kept in line.

Especially after Cain.

"You have a bad record, Godfrey Daniels. You are just one cruel young man with power you shouldn’t have. It seems like you’re prepared to continue the carnage you started when you were sixteen." Redhead frowned. Godfrey’s silence wasn’t comforting.

He expected rage, yelling, but this silence... made the hair on his body rise.

"Do you remember what I did in Brooklyn?" Godfrey’s question made Redhead’s eyes widen. The breaths of his agents shook as they all looked at their superintendent.

"You’re bluffing. That skill will kill way more than what the plague did. You won’t kill innocent people."

Redhead’s eyes widened. He wasn’t dealing with a sane person anymore. This was the worst kind of threat to deal with. A summoner at the highest tier with this kind of mindset and, worse, it was none other than Godfrey, the Golden Devil, this time.

Godfrey patted his shoulder and walked out of the room. There were other ways to kill Mrs. Fukushima, such as assassination, but she didn’t deserve that.

She deserved to die on screen, like she should have if the government was fair. Besides, he had been scared enough.

He had a whole world to himself.

When the agents outside saw Godfrey, over a hundred guns were aimed at him, and the Stone Head summons roared, preparing to lunge.

Godfrey lifted his left hand, folded his fingers until one finger was left, and pressed it against his helmet where his lips should have been.

He turned toward Redhead, who stood at the exit.

"Make sure the next Mrs. Fukushima knows me."

"The authorities are bigger than you. Much bigger," Redhead retorted.

Godfrey nodded, then vanished.

"Haa... I actually forgot he could teleport."