My Catastrophic‑Level Summon Devours Gates - Chapter 108

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Episode 108

Clang! Clang clang!

Each time their swords clashed, blue currents dissipated.

James gritted his teeth hard.

“This is impossible.”

What was that energy infused into the blade?

Aura.

It was a technique that symbolized A-rank warrior-type Hunters.

A symbol of enlightenment that could only be unleashed after reaching a higher realm beyond merely emitting mana!

By imbuing intent into internal mana and manifesting it externally, even metal chunks could be cut through.

―Aura must be countered with aura.

The reason why B-rank Hunters could never defeat A-rank Hunters.

It was because of the blue current emanating from the sword James wielded.

However.

How could a mere C-rank Hunter’s summoned being emit aura?

“The density of your aura is lacking.”

Damn it.

A mere summoned being daring to speak so presumptuously.

James gritted his teeth and wildly swung his four swords.

Clang! Clang clang clang!

Several sword strikes were exchanged in a single second.

Due to James’s insufficient mastery, only one sword could manifest aura.

Though he had four swords, only one could match Sir Isra.

While their auras canceled each other out.

He aimed at Sir Isra with his remaining blades.

For some reason, the swords’ trajectories became entangled, preventing him from landing effective hits.

‘I’m definitely faster and stronger.’

It was as if he knew where James was aiming and moved preemptively with mysterious reactions.

His aura’s completion was also higher than James’s, leading to an equal exchange of offense and defense.

“Hmm. This isn’t easy.”

Sir Isra grumbled and stepped back slightly.

The corner of James’s eyes twitched slightly.

‘As expected, there’s a problem.’

James’s heart melted with relief.

Of course.

There was no way a C-rank Hunter’s summoned being could use aura without any demerits.

‘It must be a temporary enhancement effect or a rampage-type ability.’

A skill that could compete equally with an A-rank Hunter.

That must be why that Yellow Monkey confidently proposed this match.

‘If I drag out the time, I’ll be the one to win.’

Just as he was about to swing his sword with that conviction.

[Unique Technique – Eclipse]

[Multiple Calculations]

[Grease X 5]

[Ice Bolt X 4]

[Modified Technique – Compress]

The ground touching his soles came under the influence of magic.

“Did you think you could stop me with such petty tricks?”

[Mana Emission]

He explosively released the mana concentrated in his soles.

Something like Grease magic that makes the friction coefficient zero.

If pressed down with mana at the right timing, it would have no effect…

“Gah!”

The friction coefficient of his soles became zero.

Cold air seeped in and his steps became tangled.

James, having missed the opportunity to press his attack further, staggered unsightly.

“What kind of sorcery did you use!”

This was impossible.

The magic that changed the ground’s properties was definitely ‘Grease’.

He knew it well since he’d been caught by it more than once or twice.

Normally, if mana was released all at once, the rearrangement axis would collapse and the magic effect should be nullified.

Nothing about the fight with the Two Vassals was conventional.

Even so.

“Haaah!”

Even a rotten fish was still a fish.

James didn’t leave the exposed opening as it was.

[Dancing Sword]

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Four swords rotated 360 degrees, completely blocking any opportunity for attack.

Sand scattered in all directions.

Each grain that was swept up and flung by the sword strikes carried strong force.

A loud noise rang out as if a shotgun had been fired.

Power matching that sound swept through all directions.

Sir Isra kept his distance and blocked the sand grains with a single sword stroke.

“Tsk.”

James let out a lament mixed with regret.

If he had approached carelessly, his body would have been shredded by the four swords.

He had to be satisfied with having bought time to catch his breath.

James, having reorganized his stance, put strength into both legs.

[Shine Blade]

[Aura]

[Demolition Sword]

Aura rippled on the sword he thrust straight forward.

The remaining swords moved in irregular patterns.

The atmosphere tore from the sword energy alone.

The strong wind generated by the aftermath violently shook the interior of Sacred Wall.

The sandy beach was deeply gouged.

Even if it had been solid ground, the result wouldn’t have been much different.

Tremendous force enough to change the terrain poured toward Sir Isra.

[Unique Technique – Eclipse]

[Multiple Calculations]

[Lightning X 5]

[Wind Bomb X 4]

[Modified Technique – Release]

Lightning spread wide.

It was the same combination shown when facing Tourang.

Crackle crackle!

It had a different nature from the surprise lightning attack sent earlier.

“This level of lightning. It’s just ticklish.”

“Yeah. I did it to make you feel a little ticklish.”

Crackle!

The micro-current that bound his entire body slowed down his reaction speed.

It wasn’t major damage.

An A-rank Hunter’s magic resistance was considerable.

The elemental resistance items provided by GGG also gave him the strength to withstand the fragment-level lightning.

A very small opening.

All there was, was a tingling sensation so minor it could be considered trivial.

“In a life-or-death battle, that small opening leads to fatal results.”

[Imperial Swordsmanship (Modified)_Isra Form]

[7th Form – Vortex Sword]

Blue currents spinning round and round around the Serimis Magic Sword.

The aura rotated repeatedly, adding to its power.

If James’s movements hadn’t slowed down slightly, the rotational force would have been insufficient.

Less than a second.

The Two Vassals utilized even that fleeting moment.

[Blessing of Shimret – Built-in Skill: Ruach]

Instantly, a holy wind wrapped around the rotating aura.

It was a powerful defensive holy magic that automatically activated when the wearer was in danger.

Whooom!

The blade was caught by the silver wind and couldn’t advance further.

“Huk.”

Startled, James was busy defending himself while retrieving his four swords.

Sir Isra didn’t follow up with the next attack and immediately retreated.

“Wh-what exactly was that attack just now?”

“Oh my. You’re surprised by just this much?”

“He’s a half-wit who can’t even utilize all his abilities. It can’t be helped.”

The Two Vassals conversed calmly.

Their voices were plain, without a hint of mockery.

“Grrrr!”

James let out breathing that had become rough like a beast.

A sense of crisis welled up that if things continued this way, he’d be caught up in his opponent’s pace.

The opponent was too troublesome to insist on a frontal confrontation.

In that case.

‘Let’s not forget that time is on my side.’

Until whatever skill Sir Isra had used ended.

He judged that the best strategy was to exchange offense and defense while maintaining appropriate distance.

The four swords wildly slashed through the air.

[Shockwave]

Shock waves that spread through the ground and atmosphere shot toward the Two Vassals.

“Hmm. You made an uninteresting choice.”

“This is the limit of Iron Head’s wisdom.”

[Imperial Swordsmanship (Modified)_Isra Form]

[3rd Form – Full Moon]

The Serimis Magic Sword, swung in a long arc, cut through the shock wave.

A counterattack executed simultaneously.

Ingrid’s mana, having finished rearranging, was released.

James, who had just launched the shock wave, barely managed to receive the magic attack.

“Let’s play a little more.”

[Mana Emission]

Sir Isra’s movements became even more violent.

* * *

Clang! Clang!

Crash!

Auras collided with each other.

Magic and sword clashed.

A breathtaking exchange that lasted over a minute.

The sandy beach was damaged beyond recognition of its original form.

The earth’s surface was exposed beneath the deeply carved furrows.

Even the sea, where waves had surged, still bore the scars from sword strikes.

Sophia kept her mouth tightly shut.

‘Their combat sense is A-rank, no, it wouldn’t be strange to call it S-rank.’

Sir Isra and Ingrid.

What was truly remarkable about the Two Vassals wasn’t their specs.

They were strong for summoned beings of a C-rank Hunter.

Even if you lined up hunters related to ‘Summon’ or ‘Taming’ from around the world.

The number of people who could handle summoned beings with such specs at Min-ho’s level could probably be counted on one hand.

However.

The Two Vassals’ combat sense was at a level where it would be hard to find opponents even among S-ranks, not C-rank.

‘It’s not that James’s skills are lacking.’

The continuous exchange without rest.

James, who had wastefully consumed [Blessing of Shimret] in the first engagement, approached the battle passively.

Sir Isra and Ingrid, despite their inferior specs, pressed forward aggressively instead.

Occasionally, fierce counterattacks would burst forth.

They just didn’t reach the Two Vassals.

Clang!

‘The total amount of aura is inferior for Mister Park’s vassals.’

The spec difference was clear.

They were making up for that capability gap with excellent mana control ability.

It was easy to say.

It was like saying to win a fight, just get hit less and hit more.

‘The spells that deviate from magical formalities are the same.’

The magic Ingrid used had completely changed the existing framework.

The deployment method.

Range and power.

Everything was different, making it extremely troublesome to respond to.

‘To overturn this situation, that mage must be taken down first.’

James wouldn’t be unaware of that fact either.

However, the transformation magic that occasionally unfolded restricted his breathing and movement.

When he tried to somehow close the gap.

“Where are you looking?”

Sir Isra, who had followed like a ghost, aimed for James’s back.

The Blessing of Shimret is a powerful artifact that activates once every 24 hours.

It possessed defensive power strong enough to hold back even aura strengthened through repeated rotation.

Having lost such a powerful card so wastefully.

It became difficult for James to choose forceful measures.

‘He’s a Hunter that Executive William carefully cultivated. To think he’d struggle against a C-rank Hunter.’

She hadn’t expected such a picture to emerge.

She was well aware that Min-ho’s potential was remarkable.

However.

Potential is, after all, just ‘potential.’

You need to invest enough money and time for them to bloom.

Looking at Min-ho’s familiars now, it felt like they had already reached full bloom rather than being at a potential level.

Combat sense that defied common sense.

Specs too high for what a C-rank Hunter should command.

Not a single aspect could be taken lightly.

“Heuuuuuu!”

James staggered backward.

He couldn’t retreat any further because of the Sacred Wall.

Sophia swallowed a sigh at the sight that was hard to watch with both eyes open.

‘If he had just stayed calm, he wouldn’t have been cornered like this.’

The Saint of Los Angeles.

In Sophia’s view, James still had a slight chance of victory.

Even though the coordinated attack of the two vassals moving as one body was fierce.

If he charged in with the intention of sacrificing his right arm, he could subdue Sir Isra.

Once the vanguard is subdued, the mage in the rear would be a piece of cake.

It was the only victory formula that James, whose vision was clouded by the veil of fear, couldn’t see.

‘I’m glad I came to Korea.’

Sophia’s lips curved into a deep smile.

Clang!

James’s final sword floated in the air before plunging deep into the sandy beach.

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