Tomoyuki

Richard Huang, by bravely sacrificing himself, is given a new chance at life. In a world filled with technology so advanced that it is indistinguishable from magic, and overrun by monsters from another dimension. Following the footsteps of his adopted father, he enrolls in Jing Tian Magic Academy to become a summoner.

Wait, what? Summoning is not viable? The current meta is all about fast, aggressive burn spells or lockdown and control strategies? Getting defeated by swift combat techniques before I can summon my giant monsters?

...sucks to be me, I guess.

Warning: contains a lot of parodies of other stories (most noticeably Battle Frenzy) and fourth-wall breaking. If you hate Deadpool, you'll probably hate this story too.

Summoner Sovereign

I watched my opponents warily, aware that I was the only one in my team left. Harrison had collapsed, his body smoldering. He had taken that last spell meant for me, and despite his holy barrier, the combined efforts of our five opponents had broken through his defenses and finally fell him.

Yue Chu was lying somewhere else, unseen, along with Lily. Theodore was slumped against the wall, unmoving, his hammer a few meters from his hand.

We were already falling behind 2-3 thanks to our less than spectacular performance during the individual matches. And now the score was 2-7 because they had downed four of our members in the team match, with me being the sole survivo, and they still had five of their members standing.

"Do you surrender?" the opposing team captain, Harold Collainder, asked as he pointed his glowing sword at me. Despite his intimidating stance, he was clearly out of breath, sweat pouring down his pale face as he panted heavily.

Chapter 390: Scorched Earth