Others Summon Dragons, I Summon Legendary Knights - Chapter 210: Percival’s Outbreak

Chapter 210: Percival’s Outbreak

A man who could see the sea shore from his home walked over to his window with a frown on his face as he looked at the sky.

It was half past four, but it was cloudy. Dark clouds blanketed the sky, hiding the sun’s bright rays. The sight of the sky alone made the man’s face solemn.

’There was no forecast for rainfall,’ Dave muttered under his breath. Many others noticed the odd phenomenon, causing thousands in many parts of Manhattan to look at the sky with worried expressions.

Some quickly made swift turns back to their homes.

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On the other hand, Percival walked into the underground railway with the horn of a faraway train making its way into his ears.

He could sense the station wasn’t far away, but he still ran toward it, his heart pounding hard.

As he set his eyes on the bright station, all he saw was an empty station with his mother and sister tied to the railway, with the bright lights of a train right behind them.

Percival heard its horn on his way here, but never did he expect his mother and sister were tied to the track. Judging from their faces, they had been screaming, and now their faces were clouded in horror.

Mrs. Joy saw her son at that moment and screamed at the top of her lungs. “Percy, get off the track!”

Percival’s eyes gleamed as he moved with an incredible speed, eyes burning with anger and hate. He didn’t want any of this.

He wanted his peaceful life, far away from fighting, but they just couldn’t live with him alone.

Percival knew they wanted to see what he would do. If he could actually save his family or watch them die.

Rage swelled within him, coursing through his very veins as he clenched his fist. The train was already before his mother and sister while he sped past them and slammed his fist into the train.

A loud sound rang, spreading through the tunnels as the road at the surface split, cracks spreading like it would never stop.

The force from the punch lifted the train, coach by coach, off the ground, hitting the surface of the tunnel before it fell on its side.

Silence settled in the station as both mother and daughter couldn’t believe what just happened.

“Perc—!” Mrs. Joy’s eyes widened as a portal opened to suck her and her daughter in. The dark portal drew them swiftly and was about to close when Percival leaped in.

He found himself on Manhattan’s surface, but with two red skinned humanoid summons and their summoners. Both humanoid summons were Oni Yokais, muscular beings with a beast like face, two horns protruding from their foreheads, tusks, and rows of fangs.

They tied their gray hair to a ponytail and held gigantic metal cudgels with spikes all around it.

Before them stood two summoners in black hooded robes that hid their faces. One of them held the tied up Priscilla and the other, Mrs. Joy.

The sky rumbled at Percival’s appearance and it began to rain. A heavy downpour right off the bat.

“Let them go,” Percival declared, his voice cold as frost. The clouds rumbled as he spoke. Close to the sea shore, Dave went to the window once more as it was now raining, but his face paled when he saw the sea level rapidly rising.

It was already entering the streets, and there were high tides making their way here, each higher than the last.

Back at where Percival stood, a portal appeared beside Percival and King threw his trident before he came out.

One of the Oni Yokai, a Throne Tier, wasn’t able to react fast to the trident, and it pierced its skull!

King vanished and reappeared before his weapon. He pulled it from the Oni Yokai’s head, leaped over the second Yokai’s cudgel aimed at him, transformed into water, and reformed above the Yokai.

He stabbed his trident into its skull, killing the second one.

“Priscilla! Mum!” Percival rushed toward his mother and sister. As he united them, he also called for Gabriel, but after several times trying to reach one of his cohorts telepathically, it finally dawned on Percival.

He was drawn out!

“There’s a bounty of a hundred million on your head. The authorities are truly willing to pay quite a lot for you young boys.” A voice rang.

Percival turned his head and saw a man two hundred feet away.

He wore a trench coat and had red hair. Both his hands were in his pockets.

Percival frowned.

“You know, the authorities planned on sending Bane, a member of the fourth strongest family, and even a member of the third strongest family. They would have certainly caused a scene, so I was sent instead,” Dexter explained casually, like everything was already in the bag the moment he was sent.

’An Origin Tier summon. First time I’ve set my eyes on one. I guess I’m dead,’ Dexter said as he brought out a pistol to shoot, but King wrapped him up in a ball of water.

Not even the bullet could penetrate the water. He drowned to death, but far away, over a thousand feet away, Dexter’s true body hid in a building with a sniper gun.

He exhaled softly, his eyes gleaming as he prepared to fire the first Origin Tier bullet ever made. It was the only one existing in the entire world, and he couldn’t believe his eyes when Mr. Manhattan gave it to him.

Dexter’s summon allowed him to create a second body. Once one was asleep or dead, he would wake up in the other body. Whichever body that died, as long as one was still alive, Dexter was alive.

Neither body was inferior to the other. He was used to one of his bodies dying. His failsafe was that he could create another.

Dexter eyed Percival through the scope, smirked, and tilted it to another target. “Tsk! This bullet is wasted on you.”

He whispered and pressed the trigger. A golden bullet, spiralling with energy, burst out. The muzzle split open like a flower, and the entire floor was blasted off. The building collapsed instantly while the bullet zipped past King, who tried to intercept.

He formed a swirling mass of water behind him, but the bullet still made its way through and came out of Mrs. Joy’s back!

Time itself slowed down in Percival’s eyes, forcing him to watch the blood bloom from her clothing. He couldn’t believe it.

“Mum… Mum, please…” Percival stuttered as his mother laid lifelessly in his arms, the outrageous amount of mana destroying her insides the moment the bullet hit her. It caused her entire system to shut down.

Why?

Why do this to him?

A massive portal appeared in the sky and his Leviathan emerged, roaring in pain. Percival, half crying, half mad, fused with King and shot into the sky.

Great waves rose from the sea, flooding Manhattan without mercy. Skyscrapers with weak foundations were the first to fall. Heavy wind accompanied the rain, turning an ordinary downpour into a hurricane.

Dexter, feeling the trembling of the earth, summoned a massive black bony wyvern billowing with pale mist. He fused with it and soared into the sky, high above skyscrapers.

He saw the rising tide from different sides and his eyes narrowed. ’I’m getting out of here.’

Dexter told himself as he soared into the dark clouds, only for a mighty head to burst out. The Leviathan’s head alone was bigger than his wyvern.

Dexter couldn’t even scream when the Leviathan’s fangs crushed the scales, flesh, and bones of his summon in one bite, killing both of them in that instant.

Only little parts of the wyvern’s wings fell.

Even the authorities’ agents fled at the sight of the waves. The tide, relentless and raging, crashed into more buildings, swallowing whoever it met without a shred of mercy while the King, fused with Percival, stood on his Leviathan’s head watching as this great city was slowly wrecked.

He rather watched it get buried under water. This city had caused his family so much pain. Soon, people who could match him would come, and he was waiting.

His Leviathan turned its head left, toward the magnificent dragon flying toward it. Unlike other dragons, this one was a chimera. It had white fur instead of scales and four great feathery wings spread out.

It was a powerful Divine Tier summon, a dragon that could spit out black holes. This was Christine Pendragon’s summon.

Percival swung the trident and the clouds in between them were swept away. He clenched his trident tight, eyes glowing bright.

She had helped him and his family. He acknowledged that, but anyone standing for the authorities or Cain at this point, he would not tolerate.

“That’s not how to do it, Percival.” A calm voice rang as a finger snap rang, and all the water in the city vanished. Everything reset back.

The dark clouds cleared, the sea vanished. All the fallen skyscrapers stood back up, even people who had drowned were alive again.

Only Percival remained mid air. He descended and found his headmaster, a man who was supposed to be in prison, standing beside Gabriel, who carried his mother.

Seeing that she was still lifeless, Percival’s expression twisted back into rage, but a hand rested on his shoulder.

“Stop.”

Turning his head, Percival saw Godfrey looking at him.

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