[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-sss-ranked-awakening-i-can-only-summon-mythical-":3,"chapter-sss-ranked-awakening-i-can-only-summon-mythical--sss-ranked-awakening-i-can-only-summon-mythical--chapter-388":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","SSS-Ranked Awakening: I Can Only Summon Mythical Beasts",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1326989,1762,"Chapter 388: You’re Only Half Right","sss-ranked-awakening-i-can-only-summon-mythical--chapter-388",388,"\u003Cp>The darkness was thick around the western wing of the academy grounds, shrouding the world in a silence only broken by the occasional flicker of a mana lamp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Razel and Elias kept moving like ghosts between the buildings, every step calculated, soundless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were still following the original intruder who had slipped away during the earlier skirmish, but as they turned a corner, Razel suddenly threw a hand out, stopping Elias.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Look,\" he whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Down below, tucked between two tall hedge rows and shielded by a long crescent-shaped wall, nine figures clad in dark robes stood in formation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each of them wore jagged black armor etched with faded silver symbols. Their movements were disciplined, coordinated. They weren’t just invaders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were trained. Ready. Prepped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And from the glint of golden bands on their arms—Gold Rank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Razel’s eyes narrowed. \"They’re targeting the Westward section,\" he muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elias arched a brow. \"The relaxation center? It’ll be filled with resting students at this hour...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They know,\" Razel said. \"And I think I know what a man like him would do.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pointed toward the center of the group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man standing there had a sharp jawline and a crescent tattoo running from his right temple down to his collarbone. His weapon of choice—a double-ended glaive—was slung casually across his back, but the fire in his aura screamed hostility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Razel’s voice dropped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s the one who laid the barrier trap. The one I chased before the lockdown.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elias turned his head. \"Then I assume you want him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Razel’s eyes glinted with something darker. \"He’ll wish he had been the one to die back there when I’m done with him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The group of nine intruders had begun discussing the attack formation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We go in silent. Take out anyone awake first,\" one of them said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If they scream?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Put them back to bed by slitting their throat before they get the second word out.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The building ahead still had lights in some windows. There were definitely students inside. Relaxing. Sleeping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unaware.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Razel and Elias were already moving into position above them, crouched along the sloped roof of the neighboring structure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Now?\" Elias asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let them start moving,\" Razel whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They waited, silent shadows above the enemy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the intruders raised his hand. \"On three—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"One.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Two—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s enough.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two voices rang out simultaneously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And both Elias and Razel dropped from above, cloaks flaring, weapons already drawn and aglow with raw magical essence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s far enough,\" Elias said coolly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Razel stepped beside him, cracking his neck. \"This is your only warning. Lay down your arms and pray to whatever gods you serve. You won’t be walking away otherwise.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The nine intruders paused, startled. But then their leader smiled, the crescent tattoo crinkling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You don’t know what you’re dealing with.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, we do,\" Razel said, his voice cold. \"And unfortunately for you... so do we.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, inside the Teleportation Array Chamber, the temperature dropped without magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silence that lingered after Oryll’s kill was suffocating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two corpses, what little was left of them, dripped red from the inner walls of the chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dean Veyra stood in the center. Painted. Splattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her hands trembled at her sides—not with fear, but rage. Her lips, once drawn in composed superiority, now twisted into a snarl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You will regret this,\" she hissed at Oryll.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gray-haired Dean cracked his neck. \"I already don’t.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blood of her men dripped down her robes, staining the sigils stitched into the hems. She slowly pointed a single finger at him. Her expression darkened into something feral.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I had planned to leave you two alive. Now? I’ve changed my mind.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She raised her hand high and snapped her fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The remaining operatives—the lot of them, still standing in the chamber—vanished in a flicker of space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dean Godsthorn’s eyes snapped wide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She used another spatial array.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One layered beneath the teleportation circle itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A moment later, a pulse of magic spread out from her hand, inscribing a fresh set of sigils into the floor. It surged upward and wrapped around both Deans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Spatial Bind.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oryll cursed as invisible bands locked his joints.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Godsthorn winced as space thickened around his limbs. \"She built this restriction some time ago,\" he muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Veyra smiled. \"I built months ago. During my last visit.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She raised her voice and shouted in a tongue no one outside the highest-ranking mages should know.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire chamber pulsed once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, like spiders scattering in sunlight, her people began appearing across the academy grounds—now free to act.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Find them!\" Veyra yelled into the spell-laced air. \"All of them! Students, staff, faculty! Cut them down! Let their blood write the next page of this academy’s fall!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>~~~~~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back near the Westward Solace, Elias and Razel were already mid-battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two front-most intruders lunged forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elias flicked his hand, and a concussive blast of air knocked one clear off his feet and through the hedge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other tried to pivot but Razel blurred into view beside him and struck him down with a sweeping blade of red lightning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air sizzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Two down,\" Elias said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Seven more,\" Razel muttered, dashing forward like a hunting shadow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The leader—Razel’s target—grinned and finally drew his glaive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I hoped you’d come,\" he said, stepping forward. \"They told me you were fast.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Razel tilted his head. \"Not fast enough to outrun what I’m about to do to you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their weapons clashed instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Steel screamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sparks exploded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Razel was grinning like a madman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elias, meanwhile, was controlling the field with precision—trapping two enemies in soundless bubbles, hurling disorientation spells to scramble their coordination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His movements were methodical. Choreographed. Cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More figures now emerged from side roads and alley corners. Students and staff catching on to the chaos erupting in the dark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Call reinforcements!\" someone yelled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No time!\" another voice echoed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air was now shattered with magical essence and pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back in the array room, Dean Oryll bared his teeth, forcing his magic essence into the spatial bind. Cracks began to form along the bands holding him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Godsthorn’s eyes remained on Veyra.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You never wanted the tournament to go on,\" he said slowly. \"You used it to gather the best. The strongest. So you could remove them all in one night. Right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Veyra didn’t answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was already gone in a blink of space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But her voice echoed around the chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re only half right, Godsthorn. And it’s already begun.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1069,"2026-06-05T19:28:51.149Z",1,"novelbin.me","c5be37512d4cf7e7cc802aa230178723f080bfd2e92a64a40caecc9e8b560f8d","sss-ranked-awakening-i-can-only-summon-mythical--chapter-389","sss-ranked-awakening-i-can-only-summon-mythical--chapter-387",548,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsss-ranked-awakening-i-can-only-summon-mythical--cover.jpg"]