CHAPTER 506: SUMMON: BLAZING LION (1/2)
The Veil of the Dead immediately rushed to fill its innards, but the golem wasn’t even a living creature so it had no weakening effect whatsoever.
Even so, I could feel a distinct hindrance as I piloted the Devil King Idol from within. While the Veil of the Dead wasn’t able to weaken the Devil King Idol, its sheer thickness meant that even its surroundings were changed. Trying to maneuver through the fog right now was like swimming in a pool of water… poison water, to be exact!
“Zurnalin and the rest of you, fall back for now. Leave the rest to me!”
“Your Holiness?” A little battered, Zurnalin was confused when she heard my voice but did not see me. Thankfully, the Devil King Idol was obviously modelled after a Fallen Angel so she quickly grasped the gist of the situation. “Many thanks, Your Holiness.”
“Now’s not the time for idle chatter. I need all of you to fall back first.” In order to avoid the situation where I accidentally hurt the Dark Elves below I chose not to clash with the Dracolich right away. “The coming battle isn’t one where you all can participate; I do not wish for any of you to be hurt in the crossfire…”
However, before I could even finish my words, the Dracolich came colliding into the Devil King Idol. I hurriedly stuck out my hands to try and hold it back, each hand grabbing onto one horn. Yet the force of its charge was truly terrifying. Even though the Devil King Idol managed to hold up in the end, the landscape beneath had been changed. A ten meter long trench was dug beneath us, finally ending in a giant pile of earth at where both my feet were…
This clash of titans ended up being a tie on the surface. But in actuality, it was the Dracolich who came out short. After all, my Devil King Idol was stationary when it received that blow, while that Dracolich had running momentum behind it. Anyone could tell who was the real winner here.
The resulting collision had caused a massive shockwave to blanket the entire area. The Assassins who were still trying to land a strike in on the Dracolich ended up being blown away, without exception. The sheer size difference between them and the Dracolich had decided their fate long ago.
Even now, the Dracolich was trying to ram its horn at me. In all likelihood, its zombification had left it without much intelligence. Other than ramming and casting its Veil of the Dead, it did not have many tactics left to employ. It was still strong, no doubt. But its lack of variety doomed it to mediocrity.
As of right now, I was like a matador and his bull, except that I had the strength to match said bull. In such a match, there was no way I would lose!
“Hold it steady like that, Your Holiness. We will take care of the rest!” Seeing an opportunity to attack, Zurnalin confidently rushed into battle, Fighter’s Aura in full burst. “Divine… ah…”
She tried to activate her ability once more. It was a powerful ability she had employed before that honestly would have been able to damage the Dracolich, had it not been for the Veil of the Dead. However, the moment she tried to swing her sword, a five-meter tall solid skull, formed entirely out of the Veil of the Dead, charged at Zurnalin, and before she could unleash her attack, exploded in front of her…
“Boom…”
The explosion sent her flying away immediately, halting her ability mid process.
However, that was only the beginning. All around the Devil King Idol, skull after skull began to coalesce out of thin air. Then came the explosions. Powerful explosions. Ones that endlessly rocked the battlefield around us.
Yet such tactics were meaningless to my Devil King Idol. Even if I couldn’t activate its full strength, an Overlord would still find it difficult to leave a dent on my Devil King Idol, let alone this Dracolich.
Paying no heed to the exploding skulls beneath, I commanded the Devil King Idol to reach out and grab one of the Dracolich’s horns with its left hand. With its right, I formed a fist and punched down hard on the monster’s head. To those watching, the scene must have looked like an adventurer bullying a little monster.
The Dracolich’s own defenses weren’t bad as well, but my Devil King Idol’s strength was nothing to scoff at either. After several full-strength punches, its head finally caved in a little, fracturing and spurting out black blood from the wound.
Down below, the skull’s explosion wasn’t strong enough to harm Zurnalin. She was covered in a green layer, but otherwise fine as she climbed to her feet and tried to rejoin the battle once more. Seeing the stubbornness in her eyes, I anxiously tried to stop her. “Zurnalin, I need you to leave this area first. I’ll meet up with you all once it’s dead.”
“But Your Holiness…”
“No buts! You’ve seen it as well. I have no problems beating up this Dracolich. You being here would only serve to distract me.”
The battlefield was definitely in our favour right now. Even the advent of those exploding skulls did nothing to change that fact.
“I… Understood…” Zurnalin was somewhat depressed, but she knew now wasn’t the time for hesitation. She promptly called out to the rest of the Eight-stars, “Sisters, leave the battlefield for now. Do not get in the way of Her Holiness.”
Ever the efficient soldiers, these female Assassins easily broke free from the Dracolich, even with the Veil hindering their movements. After all, so what if it could create exploding skulls? Not like it could conjure up hands as well to bind those Assassins. Especially since they were Eight-stars.
All right. It’s just two of us now. Let’s dance.
“Don’t get overconfident now, little brother. You should summon your flames while you can.” Ferti’nier helpfully came out to knock some sense into me. “Lion’s Majesty will heed your calls even in the Devil King Idol, we just have to alter the incantation somewhat. After all, we are trying to summon the Blazing Lion this time. Now, repeat after me…”
“By my name… bestow life upon the flames… heed my summons… burn down those who stand before me… Lion’s Majesty!”
As I yelled a string of words that only the finest of middle schoolers could have come up with, I couldn’t help but get a little red in the ears, even inside the pocket dimension. Yet the moment I was done chanting, I felt an overwhelming surge of energy gush forth from my bracelet.
What’s going? Why is my mana rushing out of my body? No. Not just my mana. The Devil King Idol’s mana reserves are depleting as well, flowing in the direction of Lion’s Majesty… Don’t tell me that was the chant for summoning that Overlord-class creature in Lion’s Majesty?
“That’s right, little brother. That incantation just now was to summon that same lion. Don’t forget, Lion’s Majesty was made from the core of an Overlord-class fire lion. It should definitely be able to summon an Eight-star Peak Blazing Lion. However, our little brother’s mana is too little for so your big sis over here decided to tap into the Devil King Idol as well…”
Hah. Never knew that it could do that as well.