Novel & Cerita The Last Summoner

She closed her eyes and worked on overriding the summon. “I know who’s behind this. Lieutenant Youmis,” said High Elf Yalor.

"W... What... What the hell?... oh..." "Lilith, the ground!" Lilith quickly shook her head and looked at the ground at Liliana's request. She saw in the middle and on the right side of the ruins, 2 undead praying in a luminous pentagram. "The summoners! Lilia, with me!" "Yes! Shining Warrior!" Her body lit up with warm energy. They touched the ground and Liliana held Lilith's hand, her aura covering the girl. "Let's get this over with."

Vardala quickly replied, "Mr. Adrian, you may not know the full story. If we really do that, the other party may directly wage war against our Burning Sky!" "Oh, right. Let me add one more thing! If they want to be the leader, then ask them to come to Summoner City three days later. Burning Sky will set up an arena in Summoner City. The one who becomes the champion of the arena will be the summoners' unified leader!" The onlookers seemed to understand it somewhat. If they could determine the final leader through a competition, it might be a good choice for the summoners. However, there was still a problem!

Alaric confirmed. I thought about it and I finally asked, “If Luna was barren and other members of the pack did not breed, then how did I was born in the pack? And if my parents knew that they were going to die and they sent me to the human world to save their future, then it means only….” Alaric gasped and said, “you are the last alpha!”

“Then the final gate will soon open. And when it does… I will tear the light from her soul.” He raised his hand, summoning his general's twisted beasts born of betrayal and death. “Prepare the Legions. The last war begins now.”

Following Vice City Lord Jameson's question, a system prompt immediately opened up before Mistaken Fox. [System Message: You have obtained the quest from Vice City Lord Anthony Jameson] Quest: Rank: A+ Level: 20+ Details: Vice City Lord Jameson has noticed your talent in the art of the . He has an acquaintance on the Demon Continent capable of giving you guidance in this field. Head out to the Demon Continent and track down this reclusive summoner and hand her Vice City Lord Jameson's letter.

Elias didn’t pull back. Their faces were close now. Close enough that I could see the storm in Elias’s eyes. Close enough to see something colder in Cassian’s. Neither of them looked at me. They looked at each other. Hunter. Vampire. History burned in that space. And I was the fault line splitting it open. Elias spoke. Not louder than the storm. Sharper. “By authority of the Order… Selene Virell is declared irredeemable.” The words hit harder than the blade ever could.

I asked, my voice steady. ‎ ‎She smiled, cold and sharp. “I am the Last. The one who was betrayed with the First. The one who chose darkness when she chose light.” ‎ ‎My blood chilled. The traitor-queen. But I had burned her. I had seen her ash. ‎ ‎“You’re dead,” Rex said, his growl low. ‎

Nothing touched him. So I turned to the last page anyone sane would turn to. An old grimoire I bought from a private antiquarian auction. Black leather, edges crumbling, text in a mix of faded Latin and older runes no one could fully translate anymore. The listing called it “a curiosity.” The previous owner had died alone in a locked attic; the estate sold everything fast. Inside was a single clean ritual titled *Vocatio Ultionis*. The summoning of a collector. A demon who traded in vengeance and collected souls. Payment was not optional. Payment was flesh first, soul later.

Bianca says and I give her a scathing look. I turn to face Nolan. “Looks like we are on our own so we need a plan” “What are you thinking?” Xavier asks. “The fates taught me a spell. A summoning spell for the deities. I need focus to summon Gaia, Hemera and Aether. So, Nolan I need you to deal with Agron and Khaos. Bianca, Xavier, I need you to deal the undead and Forsaken…I know they’ll try to stop me the minute they realize what I’m doing”