Reborn: Rise of the Greatest Summoner

After the grey world gathering ended, Legolas didn’t leave yet.

“What do you intend to do?” Aaron looked at him.

“I’m not sure”. Legolas smiled as he looked at this companion of his. “I guess I’ll do what I’m best at, surviving, that’s what I’m best at”.

Aaron calmly looked at him for a few seconds before speaking again.

“More bounty hunters and assassins would come for you this time; do you think you and your students have what it takes to fend off all of them?”

“Well, I don’t really know…”

“I think you should look for an ally to help you”.

“In the Elemental plane? Which ally do I have there?”

“I don’t know, just find someone, or else you will die”. Aaron said this with all seriousness. “You are currently weak, so is Friggad, Christensen and Blade are strong but both of them alone can’t protect you”.

Legolas went closer and patted Aaron on the back. “I’ll listen to your advice”.

“Also, I’ll be looking out for the perfect vessel for you in preparation for when I finally become a Grade C Summoner”.

“Anticipate it”.

Legolas laughed as he finally accessed his grey apple tattoo again.

Bzzz!

He disappeared.

…

Bzzz!

Legolas woke up to see 2 shadows towering over him. On looking up, he saw his 2 students curiously staring down at him.

“What?”

“You stayed longer than us”.

“Yes, I have a closer relationship with his Excellency the Hermit, do I have to tell you every single order that he relays to me?”

“Ahhh…!” Christensen exclaimed in understanding as he grabbed Blade and led him away. “Master is the Hermit’s most trusted follower”.

“You know, our mission to go save your desert tribes from the Undead Titans, it was one of our members that asked for our help and the Hermit delegated Master to go save them, I just tagged along”.

“I guessed”. Blade smiled.

“Huh?” Christensen was confused.

“It’s the Emperor, right?” Blade’s smile widened. “Though he tried to hide it, I easily deduced his familiarity with Altan of the Audun tribe”.

Christensen scratched his head. “I was not supposed to expose that”.

Blade chuckled as he left with his senior brother to hunt for meat, as they left, thoughts flowed in his head. ‘So, it was the Hermit all along?’

‘Is he the reason why master is so strong?’

‘No!’ He vehemently rejected it after seeing his master at work several times. ‘Master is a genius, I think the Hermit just guides him to realize his full potential’.

Blade smiled. ‘I’m fortunate I met him’.

“Huh? Why are you suddenly smiling, thinking of a girl?”

Blade’s face turned poker. “No, nothing”.

A few minutes later, they returned to their hideout in the ice territory with a huge Ice Bear. Christensen went to work on roasting the meat as like usual, Legolas sent Bran out on a scouting mission.

Once the meat was tender, they dug in enthusiastically.

As his master ate meat, Bran also enjoyed his own feast after hunting down an Ice snake. As he ate, his danger instincts suddenly rang the next moment.

Whoosh!

Bran reacted as swiftly as the wind itself.

With one flap of his wings, Bran was able to propel himself fast and high enough to dodge the mechanical arrow that flew towards him with venom.

He dodged its blade, but not its contents.

The arrow detonated the next moment.

Bam!

Bran received damage but having protected himself with his left wing, Bran was able to maintain control over himself in the air as he soon stabilized in the air.

Feeling the sound of the wind blowing again as another arrow was released, Bran no longer deemed it necessary to see his opponents first as he retaliated. Bran somersaulted in the air before aggressively flicking her feathers.

Whoosh!

This angered Void Raven released her feathers as iron weapons.

Originally, the owner thought that her target for breakfast was just a normal Raven but this show from the raven changed her mind.

“The Void Raven!”

Bam! Bam! Bam!

She barely spoke before she and her companions attacked in a frenzied manner. They attacked like a unit, coordinated, lethal, and effective.

The sounds of the arrows, the automatic pistols, and the rifles vibrating, unleashing their loads freaked Bran out as he used his blink ability.

Bzzz!

Bran disappeared into the void, narrowly dodging the attack barrage as he appeared at another angle where he was finally able to see the culprits.

6 humans with different creatures heavily armored.

The machines alone already revealed their identity. “Clown Society!”

Bran was alarmed as he turned to escape.

Having felt the distress of his beast already, Legolas saw through Bran’s eyes. As soon as he saw the 6 enemies, his eyes widened in shock.

“The 6 Ninja Assassins!”

“Huh?”

Smack! Smack!

Legolas didn’t even talk, he directly smacked his 2 students on the head.

“Run!”

Without hesitation, Legolas mounted Predator as he ordered the Nightmare Beast to escape. Noting the reaction of their master, Christensen and Blade dared not hesitate, both warriors mounted Leo as they ordered him to escape.

As they escaped, Legolas ordered Bran to fly in another direction to fool their enemies and buy them some time.

In his current state, Legolas had no intentions of fighting those 6 freaks.

Having fought different bounty hunters and assassins over the past week who were weaker than them and seeing their outcome, he had no doubt that they stood no chance before all 6 of these warriors.

Bran was not having an easy time. One of the enemies had a Crow that had an automatic rapid-shooting Rifle mounted on its beak, another had 2 Owls, another had a Vulture, Bran was cornered in the air.𝔬𝒱𝔩xt.𝗇𝓔t

Despite all these, he was not captured, Bran had access to Void powers.

He was only able to fool them for a few minutes though, they soon discovered the pattern as without hesitation, their leader ordered them to take the opposite direction after discovering trails of their targets.

They were faster than Legolas’s entourage, they had both land and air advantage, Legolas was put under pressure again as his brain rapidly calculated.

With his master found, Bran no longer flew in the opposite direction. Using his blink ability, he teleported straight to the front where he engaged in scouting activities again to clear the way for his master.

Just a few minutes later, Bran discovered a criminal gang in the territory.

Legolas despaired. “Are they here for us too?”

Legolas focused and saw through Bran’s eyes.

The first thing that entered his sight was the criminal gang. Unlike the beast plane that had a lot of restrictions, the Elemental plane didn’t have as much restrictions that prevented non-Elementalists from entering.

Criminal gangs and hunter teams thrived in the Elemental plane.

This was a criminal gang of approximately 50 superhuman warriors, their leader…

Legolas’s eyes widened in shock. The first thing that attracted his attention was the white hair with the slightly bald spot at the center, then the massive Frost Crane that patrolled the air.

From shock, his eyes widened in ecstasy. He urged Predator to sprint even faster closer to where the criminals were gathered.

Thud! Thud!

“Enemies! Formation!”

As soon as they heard the thudding sounds, they entered their battle formation but Legolas was one step ahead as he called loudly.

“Frost Crane! It’s me, help!”

“Huh?” The leader of the criminals looked ahead.

On looking ahead, he only saw a bunch of unfamiliar faces.

“It’s me, don’t you remember?”

“Stop your beasts now or face the full wrath of the Frost-Afro gang!”

“…” Legolas was left speechless.

He wanted to really curse this warrior but at this moment, he was in urgent need of their help. This was when he remembered something.

​ “F*ck!”

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You have actively worn off the effects of the Ultimate Man Potion!

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Legolas transformed for the first time in a long time to his real self.

Blade was shocked, despite knowing the truth, he had never seen his master in his real form. He was shocked, but the leader of the criminals was shocked even more than him, this criminals’ eyes widened.

This criminal stuttered. “L-Lord Young Nightmare?!”

Hearing this name, one of the criminals that was still inside their camp tent previously rushed out. Legolas’s eyes widened on seeing this fellow.

The black Afro hair betrayed his identity.

“Afro Pugilist!”

“…” This Pugilist could not talk, he was petrified in shock.

Legolas was amused at their reactions but feeling Bran’s distress, he remembered his situation as he roared at them.

“Help!”