Reborn: Rise of the Greatest Summoner

"I AM YOUR NEW KING!"

This declaration reverberated through billions of ears like thunder.

​ As soon as the Giant was brought back to life, everyone of the spectators knew that like Clown said, they were welcoming a new era. What shocked them more was the declaration that followed from this terrorist.

Clown's latest declaration revealed his real ambitions to everyone.

Core Protector Shanks' eyes widened. 'If his plan is to make himself the King from the onset, then his extreme means becomes necessary'.

'But why the need to kill so many citizens in a mindless quest for chaos?'

This was what this powerful superhuman could not understand.

Feeling the ridiculous energy of this Giant, he already forfeited any notions of fighting his enemies today. He was powerful and intelligent, this also made him know his limits, he was not a Pugilist, he was a Summoner who worked intelligently.

He knew that if he fought this Giant, there was a 90% chance of dying.

This was the reason why he held his peace at this moment, but Core Protector Shanks did not yet feel at ease. 'What is your real plan?'

'Why the need to sacrifice so many lives?'

'If so many superhumans and civilians die, then there is no use becoming the King? Would he rather be a King of blood and bones than be a real King?'

Core Protector Shanks was confused. 'I guess I can't predict nor understand the thought process of a terrorist, their brain works in different ways than mine'.

Throughout his long life, Core Protector Shanks had fought and encountered a lot of terrorists and criminals so he was long used to their ideologies already.

Despite getting used to it, Clown's ideology was still a first to him.

'Why even go through so much trouble if his end goal is to become King?'

Core Protector Shanks was not the only one who had his own thoughts and perspective about this declaration. Though most didn't dare to voice it out, Clown's last declaration sent off explosive waves in active minds.

Inside the massive Beast Canary, the headquarters of the Summoner Academy, Eleanor and Lancelot, the leader of the Summoner Academy watched.

Like the others, they also listened to everything.

"What is he up to?" Lancelot asked with a frown.

"All these just to fulfill a quest of becoming the King?"

Eleanor closed her eyes as her very being shook even as her nails dug even more injuries into her delicate hands. "So many people died just to fulfill his petty dream of becoming the King of the Planet".

"Jon Stones died just to fulfill his petty dream".

"Hehe…" She chuckled but Legolas only shuddered on hearing it.

Her chuckle was one that hid a lot of emotions, sad emotions that she remained steadfast in holding in. "You won't live long to enjoy your reign!"

"This, I vow!"

She smirked as she slowly regained her bearing. "During my years of adventure, if there is one thing that I learned, it's that no one is invincible".

"No matter how powerful that Giant is, it must have a weakness".

Her eyes glowed ferociously. "We shall see!"

…

Far away in the Northern Continent, in the Glory Dome, even as the chaos in the shelter temporarily stopped due to Clown's address and as the impact of his declaration hit them hard, Hunter Master Lydia remained calm.

This Hunter Master was put into deep thought.

'Grade C is the pinnacle of strength in our society, getting to this level is the dream of literally every warrior, nothing is more enticing than this'.

'What is the mere dream of becoming King compared to this?'

'Did he develop the dream because of Tom's childishness?'

Thinking back to her relations with the late King, his childishness, his insecurities and his constant urge to step on the heads of the Grade C superhumans, a thought briefly crossed her that Clown's decision was related to this but she quickly rejected it.

'The Clown Society started planning long before this".

'What is your real motivation to shake the planet so much?'

As she thought, a brief memory suddenly flashed across her memory. A long black hair, a pair of purple eyes like ruby, an authoritative demeanor that always seemed to want to put her down.

Back then, she hated her master, it was her rebellious phase.

She hated her master's penchant of always wanting to shoot her impulses down, always wanting to caution her ambitions, she hated it then but she later understood after her master gave up her life for hers.

This was something that she never got tired of regretting.

A weird look suddenly came over her face. 'Is this related?'

'Is Clown's weird life choices related to Newton?'

Her eyes slowly widened after this connection, she remembered the frequent thoughts that came to her mind then when her master was alive.

She coughed. 'Is he doing all this to spite Newton?'

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Like the others, Newton Barnes also listened to his student's speech.

Unlike the others, as Norman spoke, Newton knew that his student was not addressing the masses, he knew that he was the one that Norman addressed.

When Norman declared himself as King, the first thing that came to his mind was a memory. It floated back to him like it was just yesterday.

Thud! Thud!

The energetic young man sprinted to him holding an alien machine.

"Master, see what I did!"

"I managed to reverse-engineer the blueprint to create the comm telephone, it was so easy all along!"

Looking down at his student, the sight of the machine on his hand alone invalidated every other thing that Norman said, he exploded angrily.

"How many times did I tell you to stop messing with alien machines?!"

"They are dangerous and not for you to tamper with!"

"You're so useless, common instruction, you won't listen!"

"If you remain so stubborn and conceited, you'll remain a nobody forever!"

"You have no achievements to brag of, so why can't you listen to me?"

"Diana and Herod are so much better than you, you good for nothing!"

"Get out of my sight!"

"You're grounded for a week!"

Then, Newton reflected and recognized that his words were a little harsh but due to Norman's growing pride that he was his best student, he didn't apologize, he took it as a measure to drive some humbleness into his student.

He didn't expect Norman to run away just 3 days later though.

Remembering this memory briefly made this old man deflate in emotion, he sighed and rubbed his temples but he didn't let it linger in his mind for long.

He turned and returned his focus to his research.

By now, he already knew that all Norman's decisions were made to spite him. Norman wanted to prove to him that he was not a good for nothing, Norman sought his attention to prove that he could achieve what his master couldn't.

He didn't want to indulge his student though, he stayed adamant, he tried to remove the events of the day from his mind.

While he engrossed himself in his research, after constant back to back shocking encounters today, this unforgettable day finally came to an end.

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