Vampire Summoner's Rebirth: Summoning The Vampire Queen At The Start-Chapter 1069: Eleanora Sweeps Through

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A tall Dragon Born Lizardman groaned in pure frustration, still incapable of believing that the useless of Erdremath ended getting slain so easily by the Summoner.

"That damn useless fatass! How come he died so easily?! What's going on?! Aren't the troops enough? We have thousands! How is it possible for the Summoner to be able to overcome us.

It's impossible that he has infinite Mana or something, and I've heard his Summons even have limits too. But… he just keeps advancing relentlessly!"

Unlike Erdremath, he was slightly taller at thirteen meters, with a much longer and skinnier body, sharp claws, and scales of gray color, with both of his eyes of crimson red color, and two ring-shaped horns at each side of his head.

Wielding a giant black and gold colored spear, the Draconic General sat over a throne made out of the combined bones of thousands of Elves which he personally fused together using his Dragon Tongue magic.

"Lord Eshenth, it's not that he was wea… or that troops were weakened! Summoner himself seems to be much stronger than anybody could have… ever predicted!"

One of his soldiers by his side warned him, yet the prideful Draconic General groaned in dissatisfaction, yet unlike Erdremath, he didn't kill his subordinate.

"Hmph! And so what?!" Eshenth said. "Just keep bombarding him with attacks! From the skies, the underground, the front, and the back. Eventually he'll have to die and perish, right?!"

"Y-Yes, but sir, the thing is, our troops are running low already!"

"What?! Already!"

"You see, Lord Erdremath was the one that asked for our troops, so he ended taking around seventy percent of them…"

"You approved of that and said that it was fine, as… General, understand you must… Don't get furious, we… only obey orders!"

"TCH, CAN'T YOU TALK BETTER?!"

The lizardmen often had difficulties talking, as they communicated with other sounds such as roars and the clicks of their tongues.

However, talking human or elven dialect became the norm because that's the language Fafnir talked, so everyone had to talk it too, Fafnir did not tolerate stupid servants, and would kill any lizardman that talked in their weird, former ways.

The exception was the Draconic Generals, who possessed superior intellect and strength thanks to their Dragon Hearts, and were Fafnir's favorite servants, being given high positions within his army.

"We apologize… still learning… how to talk… properly!"

"We doing our best… Grack…!"

"TCH!"

The General stood up and grabbed his divine dragon spear, walking towards the castle's windows.

This entire residence once belonged to an elven noble family, which the lizardmen, a couple years ago, massacred and ate.

Only a single survivor managed to escape and was now taking refuge in the port city.

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Naturally, the place was already falling apart, covered on dust, and looking like it was in ruins, mostly because the lizardmen were unable to understand what hygiene was.

This deeply irritated the draconic general, who wanted his lustrous palace back, but had no idea he had to clean the damn place first.

"This damned place, falling apart into pieces already…" he groaned. "Fine! I'll take care of this problem myself, all of you go and fight by my side, you useless soldiers! Where's all the courage you had when you killed those damned long-eared rats? Have you grown conceited after stuffing yourselves fat with food?"

"We fight…! Naturally!"

"We will enlist all troops!"

The two soldiers rushed outside as they called the last army of Draconic Aberrations and Lizardmen troops to battle.

Crack, crack…!

"Now, where is that Summoner at?"

His eyes grew sharper as he tried to look into the distance. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

He was sure that the Summoner was somewhere in the east, riding a gigantic multi-headed snake monster, most likely a summon.

Crack, crack…

"Hm? Where is he?! He's not…"

CRASH!

The ceiling above suddenly collapsed over the draconic general, his eyes widening as he waved his hands and arms to push the giant rubble away, only to see a crimson and black figure descend towards him, pointing a deadly spear into his heart.

"Wha…?!"

CLASH!

Eshenth narrowly evaded the spear, using his own to deflect the attack, as the figure of a beautiful draconic vampire with long red hair appeared by his left side.

"Oh, so you evaded that, interesting," she smiled. "Let's see if you can evade this."

Eleanora opened her mouth, flames coming out of it as she unleashed a draconic breath out of nowhere, the Draconic General's eyes widened in shock.

"Castle! Protect me! Winds! Protect me!"

FLUOSH!

The very castle's structure shook as it began creating giant walls to block Eleanora's attack, which were being constantly destroyed. However, a powerful wind pressure also appeared, finally stopping her breath attack!

"Hahhh… Hahaha! You almost got me, you wretched elf!"

"Elf? I guess the pointy ears make you think I'm an elf… now that's rich."

Eleanora suddenly disappeared into a mass of darkness, appearing behind the lizardman who quickly countered with his spear techniques, clashing against Eleanora's own.

CLASH! CLASH! CLASH! CLASH!

Eleanora's techniques were much more refined after thousands of years of using them in her previous life, and above all, she was much faster and precise at the end.

"Ugh…! How is this possible?! Am I truly struggling right now?!" Eshenth thought in frustration. "Ice, consume her and leave nothing behind! Wind, let me fly!"

FLUOSH!

Suddenly, a tundra engulfed Eleanora completely, as ice started growing all over her body constantly trying to put down her blazing powers.

At the same time, spiraling winds wrapped around the general, as he attempted to escape!

However, a ray of light from above suddenly appeared, hitting him with tremendous strength.

BOOOM!

"W-What…?! What is that attack!"

He looked into the skies again, noticing a feathered human Saintess conjuring gigantic eyes in the clouds above the heaven.

"As you can see, you cannot escape."

Eleanora broke through the frost within seconds, her spear charging her powers as a barrage of piercing blows hit his entire body constantly.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Each blow was like an explosion, piercing through the lizardman's flesh and heart before he could even bring more of his Dragon Tongue's powers.

"I-Impo… ssible…!"

His last words came accompanied with his utter defeat, as his mangled corpse fell over the floor, covered by countless holes.

"All done here…" Eleanora smiled.

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