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I definitely couldn't portal back to our world yet, but I could now summon one of the demons if I needed to. I caught sight of Hunter leaving Tamner's hut, his expression dark enough that I didn't want to bother him as he walked out towards the edge of the village. Instead, I reached out along the family web of Talent in my mind, to see how far he was going, when something else caught my attention. I could feel Hunter. Tessa and Anissa were over by the warrior's fire, but there was a forth. Miles away, on the very edge of what I could currently sense. I stood, turning toward it. I didn't recognize the flare, but it was, undoubtedly, another Summoner.

"I finally got my path, I decided for the golemancy branch, it's not as cool as being the heart of the abyss and whatnot, but yeah, this is nice too." "Ohhh, what did you choose?" "Spirit beast summoner. I can summon spiritual beasts to fight for me. But I need to get materials to make their cores, but that's something that money can resolve…" then, the dog started looking at him with a disdainful gaze. "Envy me, puny mortal." It was David's turn to roll his eyes. "Yeah, fuck you." "Likewise"

With her enhanced vision, Aria saw them: chains—made not of metal but of light and blood—snaking from the obelisk into the earth. A binding ritual. He wasn’t just building an army. He was awakening the land itself. The forest, the earth, the bones of long-dead wolves—he was binding their essence to him. And if he succeeded, he would become more than a threat. He would become a god. --- They returned just before dawn, bloodied and breathless. One scout had taken a bolt to the shoulder but survived. Aria immediately summoned the war council. She wasted no time. “He’s using the obelisks to anchor his power. Drawing on ancient forces—possibly the spirits of fallen alphas. He’s creating a tether

I don’t know what the deal was with Sylvester, but he was now glued to us, and it was irking both me and Lucifer, but we couldn’t say anything to him in the current situation. “The night her companion suddenly collapsed, and she later found out that the patrollers were caught in a sneak attack, she summoned all of us the next morning, and she did a checkup on all of us.” He replied, and I narrowed my eyes. “She can’t summon you guys, warrior. Only your superior or your king can summon you. I know about this.” Sylvester commented in a stern tone. All the shadow fighters nodded in agreement.

They could also drink blood if they feel like it. They could bathe themselves and sleep. But they could also keep themselves awake for a week. They are creatures created by science. A composite of the two strongest types of organisms. Hunters are made to balance them. They hunt humans who run after vampires and hunt vampires who takes pleasure on killing humans for satiation. The boy looked pale and shaking. But to his utmost shock, the boy turned from a lanky coward to a boastful and irritating boy. "You shouldn't be here! Our clan leader is the governor of this region. You are not allowed to s-stop us!", The kids behind the boy nodded and seconded his overly confident statement. Even after

This is why he wanted more servants and those he could trust and that could have the strength he needed. And so, after summoning twenty creatures from varied strengths, he was about to summon ten more, which would be by using the last pile of materials left. He could still use his blood, Abyss slime, and the materials that could be harvested from colossus, living armors, and his own scales as well, but that wouldn't be enough even if he made a giant pile, it seemed that flesh, souls, or blood were needed from recently killed creatures… or still living organisms, such as when Abyss was summoned.

His name was rarely spoken aloud, for to do so was to invite death. I barely heard the words. My mind was elsewhere, back in the basement with the scroll, back with the runes that had melted away under the splash of water. I had drawn the symbols for summoning Ryuu, the Fate of Destiny. He was the only one who could alter what was to come, who could change my fate and save me from the death that awaited me. But summoning a Fate was dangerous, and there was no guarantee that Ryuu would answer my call—or that he would help me if he did. The Fates were known to be capricious, their motives beyond human understanding. But I had no other choice.

“I don’t need to win on your terms, brother. The demons have offered me a power you could never understand, one beyond your pathetic sense of loyalty and righteousness.” Olivine raised his hands, and as he began to chant in a harsh, guttural language, the air in the cavern thickened with a dark, oppressive force. Shadows swirled around him, coalescing into a writhing mass that clung to his body, twisting around his arms and legs like living tendrils of ink. A sickly green energy crackled at his fingertips, pulsing with each syllable that fell from his lips, his voice growing louder, a crazed fervor behind every word. “Demons of the Abyss,” Olivine summoned, his voice echoing unnaturally, as

I want this token to be remembered for all eternity. 'Are you sure about this, Greko? I heard that he pampered his luna to the moon.' 'Do not tell me that you are getting scared of that whore? The behemoth lost because she summoned the Phoniex from the elven continent. But summoning a supernatural beast like that one needs offering and great strength. I am damn sure that the whore is recuperating right now behind that bastard.'

An ominous premonition came to me as I answered the call. A nurse's anxious voice came through, "Is this Ms. Leigh? This is the emergency department of Privus Hospital. Your friend, Rachel Jost, has been admitted for poisoning. Please come immediately!"