Online Game: Starting With SSS-Ranked Summons

Arthur focused on his primordial summoning talent, reaching across dimensional boundaries as he tried to force a connection between himself and his summons.

The connection between worlds felt possible now, due to the merge's fundamental changes to reality.

Time to see if I can talk to my summons. If it works, I'll be getting quick updates on anything happening in Armageddon in real time.

His next step required that.

"Goblin King," Arthur projected his thoughts across the void between realities.

Before his second heartbeat, a familiar gravelly voice responded.

"Yes, Master. I can hear you."

Perfect. I can actually contact them, without any delay, too.

Relief flooded through Arthur's consciousness. Communication networks were essential for managing operations across multiple fronts, especially in different worlds.

"I need you to monitor Village #420 and inform me immediately of any major developments. Attacks on our territory, Mayor Charles requesting my presence, anything that requires my attention."

Reliable intelligence is survival.

"Understood, Master. I will maintain constant vigilance and report all significant events."

The Goblin King's voice carried absolute loyalty that Arthur appreciated about his talent.

One problem solved.

Arthur severed the mental connection, satisfied that his information network remained intact despite the dimensional barriers.

Now for the next phase.

Arthur raised his hand, spatial energy coiling around his fingers like invisible serpents. Dark portals tore through reality at his command, gateways that defied the laws governing normal existence.

It's time for them to come out.

The first creature to emerge was Sunless, the undead knight's massive frame emerging from portal with a dead expression. Bone-white armour reflected the hospital lighting while hollow eye sockets surveyed their new environment for any threats.

Sylvaris followed, the serpent's emerald scales were a beauty to behold. Her body coiled through the corridor with grace.

Hank and Skyla emerged together.

Next, several of his epic summons, such as the drake, Red-Feathered Falcon, Poisonous Painted Serpent, and several others, emerged from the portal.

Finally, Neko stepped through the portal with her usual feline dignity. The Maneki-Neko's form seemed deceptively small and frail until she leapt onto Arthur's shoulder with incredible agility.

Neko settled into Arthur's pocket, her presence radiating comfort that helped balance the intimidating aura of his other summons.

Gates watched the summoning display with eyes wide as dinner plates. His businessman's mind struggled to process the implications of what he'd witnessed.

'Ten creatures. Each one radiating power that dwarfs anything I've seen.'

The businessman's perception, sharpened by months of exposure to Armageddon's beasts, catalogued the threat levels surrounding him.

Sunless alone could probably fight an entire squad of A-rank players, that's if they are the same level, that is. At the current state of the world, he would wipe the floor with tens of A-Rank players; the level difference is too big.

The undead knight stood motionless, but Gates could sense coiled violence waiting beneath that bone-white armour. This wasn't a creature—it was a weapon given independent thought.

There are so many epic ranks...why does Arthur make it seem like they are as common as cabbage?

Sylvaris drew Gates's attention next, the serpent's predatory stillness making his skin crawl. Her scales shifted colours with each subtle movement. Her soft hissing sent shivers down his back.

She could kill me before I knew she was there.

This is a superior-rank beast...

But it was Neko who disturbed Gates most profoundly. The small cat's presence felt... wrong. Not evil, but fundamentally different from normal reality.

Power radiated from the Maneki-Neko in waves that made Gates's teeth ache. Whatever Arthur had summoned wasn't bound by conventional rules governing magical creatures.

How does someone accumulate this much firepower?

Gates's business background had taught him to recognize valuable assets, but Arthur's collection transcended normal understanding of worth.

Each summon represents things that most players or awakeners would never have in their lives. By most, he also included those with powerful talents.

And he has dozens more.

Dave stood beside Gates. The young man's face had gone pale as understanding crashed over him.

These aren't pets. They're an army.

"Arthur," Gates managed, his voice steadier than his racing heartbeat. "How many... how many of these summons do you have?"

Please say this is your complete collection.

Arthur's smile carried implications that made both men uncomfortable.

"I have enough."

Vague. Terrifying. Typical Arthur.

Gates processed this information with the analytical mind that had built his business empire. Arthur wasn't just a powerful player—he was a one-man civilisation.

I've really hit the jackpot. Being an ally with such a force is the greatest blessing of my life.

The businessman's hands trembled slightly as he contemplated the strategic implications. Arthur could probably conquer small countries with forces like these.

And he's on our side. For now.

Dave's Shapeshifter instincts screamed warnings about the predators surrounding them. His newly awakened senses painted threat assessments that defied rational thought.

Any one of them could kill me in seconds... no, even less.

Arthur's casual command over such forces spoke to a power accumulation that spanned beyond any player's progression. This was the result of perfect efficiency applied to earth-shattering talent.

How long would it take normal players to reach this level?

Decades?

No...probably never.

The summons arranged themselves in defensive positions without verbal commands.

Gates wiped sweat from his forehead despite the cool hospital air. Being near this much concentrated power felt like standing next to an active volcano.

Beautiful. Terrifying. Absolutely overwhelming.

Arthur's attention turned toward Charlotte's room, his expression carrying protective intensity that made the air itself seem heavier.

And all of this power is focused on saving one person.

That's either admirable or terrifying.

Maybe both.

With his summons lined up before him. Arthur spoke his first command.

"We are going to face a powerful enemy soon. I want you guys to not hold back, and murder all demons you see."

"I will give you further instructions when the time comes, but for now. Our goal is simple. Eliminate all demons and save as many humans as you can. Is that understood?"

His summons nodded in their own way.

"Good. Now go out and save any human that's about to die. Don't kill demons, just injure them and let the humans do the job."