My Summons Are Mythical Beasts

Seeing three Shadow Lynx lunge toward him, Lucas immediately felt his life hanging by a thread.

Gritting his teeth, he twisted his body and smashed the head of the Shadow Lynx below him with the head of the Armadon Tonfa. The jaw of the Shadow Lynx was only an inch away from his thigh at this point.

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At the same time, his left hand did its wonders as well. Rotating his hold of the tonfa, he extended its reach and blocked the paw targeting his neck.

Although he was a little late in his two moves, he still managed to do what he wanted to do.

The jaw missed his thigh by an inch, while the paw was stopped by the extended tonfa. Its force was enough to send him flying backward.

As for the last one, Lucas only felt his back burning with pain. At the same time, he felt that his back somehow had become drenched by a liquid.

His precious backpack, however, did not escape the beast's claws. The contents—or whatever remained inside—spilled and were scattered to the ground.

There was no time to check what happened to his back. The three beasts were already on their way to send him to hell.

Lucas rolled backward. His back ached once more as it got pressed to the ground by his own weight. He endured and continued to roll. He wanted to avoid the terrifying beasts more than some more pain in his back. His life was more important than some mealy pain.

Lucas did not allow himself to get distracted. His eyes were focused and staring at the three beasts intently, not wanting to let them out of his sight lest they blend to the shadows and escape to his blind spot once more.

The moment he landed, another paw descended toward his face. With a scowl, Lucas tried to get away once more. However, at this time, another paw was also trying to slash him from another direction.

Curse it!

He hurriedly ducked his head extremely low to the ground. The paw grazed past the back of his head. Lucas felt the back of his head burn due to the friction. As a result of this, though, Lucas had completely avoided the other attack.

As he dove, Lucas took a glance toward Spot. To his delight, the beast was already done with his prey and had now turned toward his direction with rageful eyes.

A bestial roar escaped from his mouth as he lunged toward the three Shadow Lynx besieging Lucas.

Lucas on the other hand saw an opportunity to slip away.

As Spot lunged toward him, he also lunged toward Spot.

However, his purpose was different from his dog.

Using the Armadon Tonfa as a support, he rolled forward once more as his hands moved and took a hold of the jumbled web lines that fell from his bag.

Without even finding the end of each line, Lucas wrapped it around his fist in a hurry as he turned around to meet a Shadow Lynx that had unexpectedly chosen to chase after him. The remaining two had fortunately stayed to confront Spot.

His eyes seething with rage, Lucas looked at the Shadow Lynx with visible hatred in his eyes.

This particular Shadow Lynx was, after all, the one that sneaked behind his back and struck him successfully twice at that.

Now that he only had to deal with one of them, Lucas thought that he should be able to manage until Spot was done eliminating the other two.

Clang! Clang!

Hitting the body of the tonfa against each other, the tonfa produced the sound of echoing metal.

'Come on!'

As if provoked, the Shadow Lynx purred and dove toward him with great speed.

The speed was truly terrifying for any normal human. Fortunately, Lucas had trained himself well and was somewhat well-versed in combat. During their first year and the first semester of the second year, he had also fought the beast of the teachers—the lower-ranking ones, of course.

Although he did not win against any of the beasts he had fought before, he at least gained some experiences that he had proven to be quite useful, even until this moment.

Just like now, even though he could not see the Shadow Lynx clearly due to its terrible speed, Lucas still hurriedly raised his Armadon Tonfa to cover his face and chest.

His decision and prediction were on point.

The Shadow Lynx attacked in a very straightforward manner. For a well-trained and well-sparred fighter like Lucas, predicting such movements was already basic. This was the reason why he was able to dodge or block most of the attacks earlier. The only problem was his reflexes, not being able to respond as quickly as he was predicting.

The massive force that came from the Shadow Lynx paw made Lucas' body retreat a yard back.

The Shadow Lynx dropped to the ground and prepared to lunge toward him once again.

This time though, Lucas did not allow it to happen.

He kicked the ground forcefully and lunged toward the beast instead.

His speed may not be as fast as the Shadow Lynx, but at such a close distance, and with an element of surprise, he arrived in front of the beast in an instant.

Coming from below, Lucas made an upper cut and struck the beast's jaw successfully with the Armadon Tonfa's head. The Shadow Lynx grimaced and purred in pain. Before it could react, though, Lucas had already struck it another time from a different angle.

Knowing that he could not really kill it and that his time was limited, Lucas went for another blow before he circled around and grasped its neck with his arm.

With swift motion, he wrapped the tangled web line around its mouth as he grappled its neck with his other hand. After he was done, Lucas hoped toward its back and wrapped his legs on its torso. He then locked his two arms together, tightening the rear-naked choke along with the tangled web lines.

The Shadow Lynx chaotically jumped around, trying to shake him off its back.

His muscles tightened and bulged out. Veins started popping out as he tried his best not to fall from the beast's back.

His hold became even tighter as seconds passed. Now, he did not want to let go, not until one of them passed out.

His sleeper build could no longer sleep. His clothes were torn apart, revealing the bulging muscles from within.

His hands and arms that were holding the web lines in place had already started to bleed.

Lucas did not care, though.

This Shadow Lynx had already made him bleed earlier; what was another drop in exchange for its death?

At this point, Lucas was no longer thinking straight. His mind was only filled with malice and no longer cared about his own well-being. His only goal was to kill the damned beast, for better or for worse.

"DIEE!"

And finally, after a few moments, Lucas felt the body of the beast staggering, and then it fell limply to the ground along with him.

Hah-Hahaha!

A crazed chuckle escaped from his exhausted mouth. His breathing was erratic and ragged.

However, the most important thing was that he managed to choke the hell out of an Iron Grade-Iron Star 3 beast with his own arm and strength.

However, at the next moment, his reverie was replaced by fear as he recalled that there were still two more.