Reborn: Rise of the Greatest Summoner



While the other Calamity Grades were clashing against the terrorists…

BOOM!

The gigantic Spear of the mech suit stabbed forward like a viper as it clashed with the Snow Monkey's staff again as a shockwave explosion erupted out from their immediate surroundings.

This attack was not just one, it was a combo skill.

Instantly after the first stab, a second one followed which was quickly followed by an upward slash before ending with a whirlwind slash!

BOOM!

The Snow Monkey was steady, he withstood it all with his staff.

"Why are you doing this?" The old Mechanic directly communicated to this beast as they fought.

No one else heard this, this battlefield was so high-level that none of the others could take part in it, not the Ackermann Calamity Grade Supers nor the other Beast Priests. This battlefield was completely isolated from the others.

"…" The Snow Monkey did not answer.

The canon launcher of the powerful mech suit aimed again, then it unleashed another powerful canon, burning through another bunch of resources.

This time, the Snow Monkey was forced to do more.

"Bloodline Ability: Snow Domain!"

An icy blue domain filled with icicles and snow like a storm appeared round him, protecting him from the extremely powerful canon.

The old Mechanic was not done though.

"Why are you really doing this?"

"Till now, I'm yet to see your so-called Beast King fight. With your power, you have everything that it takes to go solo and build your own organization".

"Why serve another beast, one who is even weaker than you?"

"So long you promise not to attack the Ackermann State, we can even help you in building your organization into one of the biggest in the Minerva Star System".

"Surely, that is better than being a terrorist with some ideals right?"

"…" The Snow Monkey merely stared back while focusing on the battle.

The old Mechanic sighed. "You're intelligent so I'll be straight with you".

"Really? You really believe in his sh*t of one noble cause of liberating all beasts in this star system?"

"Is that even possible? It's been like this since the inception of time".

"The sentient beings own most beasts, they have pets".

"It's just nature".

His eyes narrowed still seeing no response. "Even if you and your Beast King succeed in wiping out the current leaders of the Minerva Star System, it won't stop".

"Other ruling civilizations will come and they will do the same thing".

"It's inevitable".

"It's the cycle of life".

Throughout, the Snow Monkey never answered once, but…

"Err…" The old Mechanic was shocked as he looked upwards.

He watched as a single Plecostomus caused total havoc among the other Calamity Grades of his race, and as the 2 others showed great chemistry, helping the Plecostomus to push them far away.

He watched as they boarded the stealth ship and started escaping.

He watched as they charged into the planetary defense layers.

Everything changed in an instant.

He watched them pass the 1st layer, then the 2nd layer, then the 3rd layer. Seeing them enter the 4th layer, he turned back to face the Snow Monkey.

Despite his attention being elsewhere, their fight was never interrupted.

"Your companions will die".

"If you want them to at least survive, you have to take my offer".

"Pledge peace and allegiance with the Ackermann State and we will help you build your own organization or even army…" He paused.

He just felt a part of his brainpower being chipped away!

"…!!!" His eyes widened in shock and horror.

"WISDOM!" The voice reverberated loudly with calm and authority.

BOOOOOOOMMM!

The Punisher… was damaged!

It briefly shut down.

"…!" This old Mechanic was shocked.

He was over 6 centuries old but even with his long years of experience in the Ackermann State, never had he seen this ultimate defense that was built far even before his birth been damaged.

His eyes widened in horror. 'Who did that?!'

In his moment of shock, he forgot something, or better still someone.

'You have 5 seconds'. The Snow Monkey heard the Golden Langur's voice reverberate in his head; his eyes gleamed.

"Supreme Talent: Snow Monkey King!"

BZZZ!

Instantly, his already golden body and golden armor gained another extra shine of gold as a golden aura engulfed his body from head to toe.

This Supreme Talent was the Snow Monkey's trump card.

It worked by burning his bloodline power, rapidly draining it in exchange for a massive boost that was almost unattainable by any other means.

His fiery golden eyes narrowed as he observed his path upwards.

The old Mechanic read his intentions.

"RAAAH!" He roared as he thrust his spear forward to block his path with all the power generated by the mechanical arms of his mech suit.

This Mechanic reacted fast, almost perfectly but his reaction was based on the understanding of the previous power of the Snow Monkey that he was already used to, he did not take the current boost in power into account.

"Self-Created Technique: Ice Thunder Breathing!"

Ice came out of the mouth of the Snow Monkey as he breath, then…

BOOM!

The Snow Monkey became a golden streak surrounded by thunder as he charged upwards at a ridiculous speed barely perceptible to the naked eye.

As he moved, he counted in his mind. '1…'

"Block him!" The old Mechanic roared as he overloaded his mech suit.

This gigantic mechanic rose in pursuit.

Thousands of warships instantly moved to intercept him.

The other Ackermann Calamity Grades also moved to intercept him.

Then, attacks came from every side.

"Self-Created Technique: Flowing Style Staff!"

Whoosh!

The Snow Monkey swung his staff and the golden aura accompanied it.

At this moment, time seemed to slow down before him as he calculated all the thousands of attacks that were rushing towards him this very moment.

'2…' He counted in his mind, then he took a defensive stance in the air.

BAM! BAM! BAM!

Sounds of collisions reverberated in the air.

The Snow Monkey already calculated all the scenarios and reacted impeccably. The attacks from the warships were more numerous but more bearable, he faced these attacks with his armor alone, trusting in its defense.

They collided against it with power as he felt his lungs tighten.

He ignored the breathlessness and focused on the attacks of the Calamity Grades, these were the ones that were really important and could stop him.

The 3 Psychics worked together to send over a gigantic psychic blast that took the shape of a roaring tiger head. If this attack hit him, his mind would be affected for a few seconds no matter how strong he was, this was unacceptable.

Vroom!

The Snow Monkey swept his staff at the air and the air rippled.

Instantly, the sheer force behind this swing swept up a horrifying amount of snow and wind energy as it collided against and blew the psychic current away.

The Elementalist attacked with a fiery blast that was extremely concentrated to make it seem like an extremely dangerous laser blast.

SHING!

The Snow Monkey felt his Staff vibrate in his hand as at the last moment, he placed the Staff horizontally before his face, blocking the laser in the nick of time. It was mere inches away from his face as his staff became hot.

The Summoner arrived with all 5 of his contracted beasts.

Not just that, he was in the process of opening the portal to the beast plane to call in an army of beasts to swarm this beast and prevent him from escaping.

DING! DING! DING!

Everything happened so fast, it was like a mirage.

From that blocking position, the Snow Monkey repositioned his staff so fast that it left a blur as he rapidly stabbed at the approaching beasts.

It was not a lethal stab but their effects were to push the beasts back.

They were flung back with an incredible amount of force.

'3…' The Snow Monkey counted again in his mind.

The next moment, his hair stood on end.

This time, the old Mechanic fired an overloaded canon shot!

It rushed through the air like an approaching force of doom from hell!

"Self-Created Technique: Drilling Stab!"

The next moment, the Snow Monkey raised one leg up to gather power as he thrust his staff forward with all his power while applying spin to it.

The Staff spun rapidly as it seemed to turn into a dangerous drill.

BOOOOOOOM!

It drilled into and tore the approaching deadly canon apart!

Yet, that was not all.

The old Mechanic threw his spear in one last lethal attack!

BOOM!

It flew through the air with incredible power and force!

Again, the Snow Monkey felt his hair stand on end but he remained calm.

Still in the drilling state, he used his momentum to barely shift his staff to the position of the spear as he struggled to change its trajectory.

Then, he did an extremely fast backflip in mid-air.

Whoosh!

The spear shot past him with power, barely missing him as it took some particles of his golden armor along as it shot into space.

'4…' He counted again in his mind.

He looked at the now weaponless mech, he finally spoke. "All we want is the liberation of all beasts that are in slavery".

"Do that and peace will reign".

"Or else…"

"Or else what?" The calm voice of the old Mechanic reverberated.

"Or else, next time, it won't be me who would come".

"It would be my 2nd Junior brother, the Destruction Priest".

'5…'

BOOM!

He launched into space like a rocket.