Summoners War: Only I Summoned Divine Beasts

Chapter 25: Conditions

Chapter 25: Conditions

As Fenrir said, a lot of students were struggling against one of them.

"Scree!" A goblin swung its club at the alien's head, smashing it to the ground.

"Yes!" Its summoner pumped his fist, believing he had won.

It looked like an effective attack, but the tentacle-like tails caught the goblin. The moment the alien rose from the ground, the alien punched the goblin's stomach, causing it to spat a mouthful of blood.

The punch blew the goblin away, its body bouncing several times on the ground until crashing into a tree.

The alien then rushed to the summoner.

"Hiii!" The summoner couldn't move its body out of fear. As a result, the alien punched him in the face, cracking his jaw.

This was a perfect time for the alien to kill him, but right when it was about to reach the summoner, the alien stopped as its head slid down its body. Without the alien realizing it, a halfling had appeared and sliced its neck.

The halflings looked at the student and said, "Roberto is now disqualified."

In another place, a sylph shot out a crescent-shaped wind and cut the alien into pieces. A declaration had been made. "Liscia is now disqualified from the test."

The number of students had started decreasing. Just like Jason said, the teacher would protect them, but it also meant this was the end of their trip.

Half of the students were struggling against the alien since this was the first time they fought the alien. They didn't know how to deal with them or had gotten used to their movement.

Some students even decided to team up. Even though they would get fewer points, they could defeat an alien with minimal losses.

However, there were some students who managed to perform perfectly.

Selena was looking down on the alien that had been pinned to the ground. All its limbs had been impaled by spears made of blood.

She pointed her palm at the alien's head while saying, "Goodbye."

A small burst of Ena flew toward the alien's head like a bullet. It pierced through the head before exploding, splattering all the flesh and blood in all directions.

"With this, we have killed three aliens. We should take a break first, Miss. You haven't eaten anything yet. If you collapse, you simply can't kill more aliens. That person will definitely win against you if you end up falling sick."

Selena let out a long sigh. "That's true. I guess we'll take a break somewhere around here. Please scout the area. I'll eat after getting the core."

The vampire nodded.

On another battlefield, a shield blocked an alien's rush. The dwarf was pushed back a little bit, but he immediately switched stance and smacked the alien's head with the shield. After that, it sliced the body with a big axe, splitting its body into two.

"Sorry for this, Rand. I'll help you once I'm done with this." August was munching the jerky with a sour face.

"Please pay no mind." The dwarf nodded while looking around to ensure this place was safe.

Unlike August, who wanted to help his familiar, Prince Rudeus was eating the jerky while sitting on the cyclops' shoulder.

The cyclops simply smashed the alien's body with its extraordinary strength, crushing the alien's internal organs.

"Go. Go. Let's kill more," said Rudeus as he found the score recorded in the pendant increasing. There was simply no need for him to help since there was a huge gap of strength between the proto-class alien and his cyclops.

The teacher was observing the students from above as another sylph created a platform made of wind for them to stand on.

"19 students have been eliminated. A lot of them have realized that the alien's strength is greater than their imagination and started switching their strategy."

"It's normal. They think that just because they're qualified as a summoner, they can do anything. We have to stop the principal from inciting the students every single time."

"Hahaha. Still, it's good that they start teaming up. That's the most efficient method."

"Besides, that's how a summoner should fight. If you're thrown into the frontline, you will have to work together with others unless you want to die. It's not about the score or core. It's about survival."

"Still, that beast summoner is interesting. To think that he would go from the north... I guess he has found the hidden clue from the villagers."

"Well, it doesn't really matter. From how he is struggling against his first opponent, it doesn't seem like he is going to produce a significant result."

"Who knows?" Jason shrugged. "They are just starting. Every year, there will always be students who show exponential growth during this trip."

"But that Selena is able to kill the alien easily. August and his dwarf are able to cooperate with each other. They must have been sparring with each other a lot in the last two weeks."

"Still, the strongest one out there is..."

"Prince Rudeus. With that size and strength, the cyclops are simply too much. If there is someone who can take down a juvenile class, it's definitely going to be him."

Jason sighed. "Still, it depends on his performance. After all, the true test has yet to begin."

The three teachers squinted their eyes.

"The survival life is much harsher than they can imagine. It's especially true for those sheltered kids. Without good food, their mood will go down. During the night, they will be unable to sleep. If they force their familiars to guard, their familiars will be exhausted the next morning."

"Yeah. Their water is also limited, so most of them will have to find the river. And I doubt that they can search for food from the river or forest."

"Even though the commoners are usually showing less talent than those from good families, they are more resilient in this test."

"Well, we have to wait and see. Just like last year, most will drop out because their condition is too bad."

"Let's see how the quality of the freshmen is this year. How about the beast summoner?"

The teachers turned around, trying to find Nathan, who should have the upper hand.

Nathan was relaxing next to the river with Fenrir playing around with the fish.

"Eh?"

"Is he..."

"He is not trying to survive. Why does he look so relaxed as if this is a camping trip?"