Summon Opposite Novels & Stories

Setting his hands in the air, a flick of his fingers sent tidal waves sweeping through the hall, forcing all the demons to wash out of the area “HEAR ME SISTERS FATE! I, EDEN TAPACHULA SUMMON YOU!” Eden’s voice roared like a thousand thunders. Within a heartbeat, smoke filled the hall. Like a treacherous python it snaked between the pillars and pooled before the demon. “Who dares to command us?!” Three figures materialised. In her nervous state, Journee giggled, and it seemed like the lady in the middle turned to glance in her direction. Clamping a hand over her mouth, Journee continued to watch the scene unfold.

[Gnoll Rampage- Enhance all stats of entire group, boosting INT, STR, AGI, DEX by 50 for 5 mins] It's a skill of the support type...huh A skill of this sort should belong to the summoner, not the summon. What is the purpose of Gnoll's ability? The dungeons that I conquered will spawn monsters that follow my instructions but aren't my summons... Does the system allow summons to have their own armies? Yes, that makes sense. There is no way I can command such a large number of monsters once the dungeons begin to sprout, so I have to give their commands to each of my summons.

Melinda: What are you thinking? Lord Drago: When a summoner has fallen in battle the fight is over and the opponent wins, for all his summoned familiar will no longer have a master to serve and their summon is canceled and they go back to their world. So why is it that even though their master is out of commission, the familiars are still here? And they seem full of energy too. Melinda: Now that you mention it. What is going on? Ban: Hehe. I guess it paid off to actually listen to Gallahad boring and unending explanation for once in a while. Though he calls me a fool everytime I almost fall asleep in his explanation.

"That’s not ours." I followed them outside. The horizon burned faintly gold with the first light of dawn—but above it, clouds were forming, swirling unnaturally, pulling toward a single point in the distance. The air vibrated, low and rhythmic, like the earth itself was chanting. "The Summoning," Julian whispered. "What?" He turned to me, his expression grim. "Old stories. Before the first packs, before the Moon’s Blessing. When an Alpha carried too much power, the world itself called it back through a ritual—the Summoning. It was meant to restore balance."

No one objected to it, and no one sought its disruption. “Now,” Quiv began in his old voice, “as I have taught you over the weeks, summoning is a dangerous enough game, and the first thing you should remember about it is that the demon you will summon hates you far more than you hate it. For those of you who already have your demons, registered in the academy’s log—I hope—you may not need this lesson at its early stage. But you will come to need it as time goes on.”

Warm, glowing light lures me to the front step, but before I knock, I stop myself short. I have to remember these people are different. Not everyone here is one of them, but they are common enough. Summoners, they call themselves. They hold the ability to replicate any of their victims appearances to scare them into submission. However, they are generally peaceful beings, with little even using their powers, instead choosing to withhold them despite its undesirable effects. Knocking on the door, I wait. Seconds tick by, and no one comes to answer. When I try the door handle, it's locked. Of course.

he told the medic. He could hear murmured voices behind him, but they seem so far away. He didn’t care. All that matters right now is that he defeat the person in front of him. He recited words of power and stretched both hands to his sides. A huge arcane symbol appeared from where Mordecai and him stood. ‘Are you summoning a catastrophic spell?’ Mordecai’s voice asked him. ‘The opposite of life is death,’ he told him instead. ‘As light is to darkness... as order is to-.”

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.

Val and Damona gasped and were completely stunned. “Maybe your chant isn't strong enough. I can try to summon Kyrios.” Demonise uttered and walked towards Sabrina, then reached for the staff. My sisters looked at Demonise with a hopeful expression. Demonise chants a summoning spell. “Hear me out. Let my voice be heard in the deep abyss of darkness and hear my request. I shall command the spirit of the dragon devourer, Kyrios, to hear my plea and come to me. I summoned you!” After my sister chanted, the staff remained motionless. That time, my sisters broke into tears. Everyone was at a loss for words, except me because I’m everyone’s ray of hope.

“(…if we even move an inch of either our army nor the Alemia Royal army, the vampires will instantly know about it…if we need to interrupt the demon summoning ritual we need something decisive…something that can surely made a real solid damage that will impeded their progress…)” Any movement that include a large legions of army will surely made the enemy realizes the threats, by that time instead of having a upper hand in a battle instead, we will be fighting outside of our elements. Now that I know I can interrupt the Demon summoning rituals, I surely need to make sure that I do it, whatever options that can help me lessen the burden on my soldiers surely need to be done.