Others Summon Dragons, I Summon Legendary Knights

Chapter 207: Vagabonds – Goblin King

Walking through the red gate, Godfrey found himself on rocky terrain, facing a spiked fortress a few hundred feet away. The fortress stood before a cliff.

Godfrey’s eyes narrowed at the sight of hundreds of dead hobgoblins, and yet more were still alive. Two of the strongest goblins led the charge; one wore a ragged robe and held a staff.

He could control objects with his mind, and in a battlefield with lots of discarded weapons, this mini boss was a devastating force.

The other mini boss was a green skinned goblin bigger than a hobgoblin. It wore a bronze crown, had a bulging stomach, and armour from its shoulder down to its wrist. This goblin held a longsword.

It wore a shield like a belt head of the ropes holding his loincloth. Both goblins, with their army, were against a small group of summoners.

This was Team A led by Atlas, who came in search of his wife. He came with his entire team who had volunteered to come, but he didn’t anticipate the numbers of the goblins.

They were five times the size of the kobolds! After killing and killing, even his T-Rex had grown tired, and that was when everything changed. Two of his comrades’ summons were slain by the mage goblin, leaving their flanks open for the goblin horde to push in, separating them.

It became an individual battle, and they were barely hanging by a thread.

Atlas clawed off the head of a goblin and staggered, almost hitting the hard ground. He was tired, drenched in his own sweat and the blood of goblins, yet it seemed like they were endless.

His eyes flashed with despair when the bronze crowned mini boss casually shrugged off his T-Rex’s bite and stabbed it.

Atlas used Exchange, pulled out a dagger, and stabbed down, but the Saint Tier dagger, his most prized possession, broke against the mini boss’ neck.

It wrapped its arm around Atlas’ neck with a cruel smirk.

Just then, Godfrey flared up his aura, unleashing a pressure that descended on the battlefield like a gigantic hammer.

Golden lighting fell from the sky, transforming into lightning war bears led by the bear Lord.

The land crackled with lightning, and Godfrey used Item Materialisation to manifest a spear made entirely out of lightning.

He launched it. The spear slaughtered everything in its path, leaving a trail of black glass on the rocky ground as it pulverised the bronze crowned mini boss’ head. Another killed the mage goblin.

“Handle these goblins. None of them should follow me.” Godfrey said as he blitzed through the battlefield, vanishing into the fortress.

“Iris…” Atlas whispered. He didn’t know who his saviour was, but he hoped he could save his wife… if she was still alive.

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In a great hall within the fortress, a short, ugly goblin with a large nose sat on a huge stone throne, looking down at the humans kneeling before him.

All of them had red swollen marks on their backs, with huge hobgoblins holding whips which they had used to flog all these summoners to the point where some of them were unconscious.

Having lost a lot of blood and being subject to the cruelty which pleased this goblin king for hours, most of them were pale white and at death’s door.

Hearing the goblin king’s laughter as one of her comrades was whipped without mercy, Iris trembled with hate and rage; unfortunately, they couldn’t do a thing to this goblin.

It was the weakest looking boss she had ever seen but had a terrifying innate skill. It was a 19.5 Divine Tier boss with a deadly skill that made everything around it blank.

Meaning, every kind of power or special ability would vanish in the presence of this goblin king.

As far as she was concerned, this boss was invincible, and not just Greece but many other countries would face its cruelty once it was tired of them.

“Please… spare me.” The girl who was being whipped cried weakly. She had just graduated and was one of the very few with a Throne Tier summoner. Her advantage placed at at the very top of this country, but here she was, helpless and a victim of torture by a sadistic monster.

“Hehehe…” the goblin king pointed its crooked finger at the girl, laughing manically.

Iris shut her eyes, sobbing as she heard the hobgoblins assigned to flog her return. But at that moment, the huge door both fell with a loud sound.

Dust blew against her. Turning, she saw a golden masked man standing at the door.

“No… you can’t fight this monster.” Iris said, but with a low tone as she barely had the strength to even speak.

The goblin king’s eyes flashed, and stones rose up, sealing up the exit.

’It can somehow control this fortress. I see why it didn’t come out. That aside, the moment I entered this place, it felt like I stepped into a bubble that blocked Symbiosis.’

Godfrey looked at his hands. He felt a lot more ordinary without being able to sense mana.

“Sha kaeve!” At the goblin king’s orders, the hobgoblin soldiers charged at Godfrey.

Godfrey cracked his neck as he was surrounded by hobgoblins, the biggest of their kind.

One of them swung its axe at him, but Godfrey grabbed the axe blade, broke the axe in half, and threw the axe blade into the hobgoblin’s forehead.

’What?!’ Iris couldn’t believe her eyes while the goblin king squinted.

Godfrey clenched his fist. He just couldn’t show this to Victoria; he didn’t want her to feel even worse, because… after learning Mastery, his body had adjusted.

In different terms… biologically, he could be considered a superhuman all on his own. He first threw a punch that opened a hole right through a hobgoblin’s head before swinging his feet, ripping through the necks of three hobgoblins like his foot was a sharp sword.

He dodged the spear of another hobgoblin, punched its knee, thus shattering the knee cap and forcing the hobgoblin down.

Godfrey followed up with an uppercut that ripped the hobgoblin’s head from his neck before launching a roundhouse kick, launching two other hobgoblins to distant walls.

The moment they hit the wall, the entire hall shook.

Iris’ lips parted.

Godfrey walked past her, right up the dais staircase where the goblin king was petrified in shock.

“You might have won if your ability happened to affect your body.” Godfrey spoke, his very voice sending shivers down the spine of a top level Divine Tier, a being that could make a nation submit.

Godfrey punched the goblin’s face into the stone throne. Cracks spread outward, and the throne fell apart.