Reborn: Rise of the Greatest Summoner



"Self-Created Technique: Brawler Style- Wave of Destruction!"

No sound reverberated, not even that of something slicing through air.

The attack of this Plecostomus moved like a bandit who learned to hone his instincts and attacks to make as less noise as possible, it made people wonder about his story, his red eyes spoke of untold suffering and pain.

As the club bats moved through the air, a wave of destruction followed.

A pitch-black wave of destruction, they sucked the raging fire in.

In a moment, there was no more fire in the air.

The Ackermann Elementalist widened his eyes in shock.

The Roaming Priest was not done.

"Self-Created Technique: Brawler Style- Sand Toss!"

He casually threw one of his bats up, freeing that hand as instantly a mountain of sand appeared on the free hand. It was a wonder how so much sand was able to fit in his hand since he was not as gigantic as most Beast Priests.

He was like the Snow Monkey; their power was confined in small frames.

The eyes of the Ackermann Calamity grades widened as they saw the mountain of sand, they already had a guess about what would follow, they were right, the red-eyed Plecostomus did not disappoint.

He tossed the mountain of sand at them.

Instantly, they were blinded from all directions.

Not even their energy check could penetrate this sand, it seemed to have magical properties that messed with even their senses.

They could only hear his next words.

"Self-Created Technique: Brawler Style- Ramming Bats!"

He grabbed his floating bat, completing his weapon set again as pointing them straight ahead, he charged at the shield erected by the 3 Psychics.

A shield erected by 3 Calamity Grade Psychics was immensely powerful but at this moment, this Plecostomus channeled all his power in a single point of this powerful shield.

The shield was powerful but it's power was spread round. Perhaps, if they could see, the Psychics would have reacted to direct more power towards the point of impact in the shield.

Unfortunately, they could not see.

The 2 bats hit their target with venom.

CRACK!

Only a loud cracking sound reverberated, the eyes of the Psychics widened.

The next moment, the Psychic shield shattered.

Whoosh!

They barely felt the wind move, someone already invaded inside their domain. They felt goosebumps, they could feel their skin tingle already as the red-eyes of the Plecostomus glowed amid the rain of sand all around them.

The Roaming Priest looked at all 5 of them and focused on 1.

He focused on the Elementalist; he had the most destructive long-range potential which was the most dangerous to their escaping spaceship.

The contracted beasts of the Calamity Grade Summoner followed their feral instincts and aggressively attacked him but he parried their attacks with his bat.

He charged at the Elementalist who felt his hair stand on end.

The Plecostomus didn't attack immediately though, he rather threw his tattered black jacket at the Elementalist.

The Elementalist panicked, he thought this was an attack and defended instinctively. The black jacket harmlessly hit his blocking hands.

The Elementalist was shocked on feeling no impact, he looked in surprise, then his eyes widened in shock.

"Self-Created Technique: Brawler Style- Concussion Strike!"

He saw 2 dangerous bats enlarging before his eyes.

He could not even dodge.

From opposite sides, the bats slammed against his head from his ears.

GRRRRNNNG!

Instantly, he felt his ears ring before his eardrums burst!

He could not hear anymore, he felt weird, he felt lost, he panicked.

The force of the strike gave him a concussion as he became stunned, convulsing in the air like an epilepsy patient.

The red-eyes of the Plecostomus were cold.

This attack was a critical hit, it dealt a ridiculous amount of damage but as a Calamity Grade, he knew how high the health points of Calamity Grades was.

There was no swift end to their battle, it always lasted a long time.

He knew that he could not kill this Elementalist immediately, that was not his intention though, his intentions came to pass the next moment.

The Summoner was closest to the Elementalist and he saw everything. He watched as the Plecostomus barged in and attacked the Elementalist, severely injuring him, he saw his cold eyes that seemed to scream death.

He panicked on behalf of his comrade. 'I need to save him!'

This Summoner forgot everything else, fusing with all his beasts to create a final form as he aggressively charged at this Plecostomus.

The Plecostomus' eyes gleamed, he waited.

The timing had to be absolutely right for his next move to work.

'Wait…'

'Wait…'

'Now!'

"Self-Created Technique: Brawler Style- Brick Throw!"

Whoosh!

He threw one of his bat up again and on his hand appeared a massive brick. The Summoner did not expect it, by the time he understood, the brick was already before his forehead as it hit with an incredible amount of force.

BAM!

This Summoner was stunned.

"Self-Created Technique: Brawler Style- Concussion Strike!"

BAM!

It hit.

This Summoner felt the misery that his Elementalist comrade felt.

"DIE BEAST!" The angry roars of the Psychics finally came.

The Roaming Priest's scales chimed like an alarm as he felt an incredible amount of psychic energy charge towards him, this was his way of feeling his hair stand on end.

"Self-Created Technique: Brawler Style- Swift Retreat!"

Like a real gangster brawler who was running from a losing battle, this Plecostomus showed incredible speed as he shamelessly escaped the range of this attack, returning towards his fellow Beast Priests.

One of the Psychics attended to the Summoner and the Elementalist while the remaining 2 angry Psychics turned to attack them angrily.

As soon as they turned though, their eyes widened.

The Elephant Priest was already standing before them.

His already gigantic fists expanded again, becoming as huge as boulders as his muscles bulged, these fists of doom were now pointed at them.

This was when they finally noticed it.

When the Plecostomus wreaked havoc among them, to help their comrades, they unknowingly already did what basics taught them to never do, to never gather in one place when before powerful enemies with unknown abilities.

The eyes of the 2 Psychics widened.

"Escape…!"

They barely mouthed the words when the Elephant's hand pulsed.

"Self-Created Ability: Strength Punch- Gravity Pulse!"

BOOM!

This was an incredible AOE attack!

A wave of powerful gravity energy watched over all 5 Ackermann Calamity grades; they were thrown into the distance as they gritted their teeth angrily.

That was not all, the Magic Parrot was also now floating in space.

His mouth moved rapidly, mouthing magic incantations.

In a second, this Parrot was done.

He pointed a single claw at them, then he said a single word.

"Ska…doosh!"

A wave of magic energy washed towards them, pushing them even further away deep into this planet.