My Summons Are Mythical Beasts

Chapter 143 - 143: Race

All the summoners around turned their heads towards the location of the swooshing sound.

There, another summoner stared at the aerial root in shock.

He was just casually

He immediately summoned his contracted beast and ordered it to attack lightly.

The Gobbling Toad's although quick, agile and excel in escaping, was actually a very weak beast as it doesn't have any combat strength. Upon encountering enemies, its inherent nature was always to escape and avoid confrontation.

The attack from the contracted beast did not land on the Gobbling Toad as it was able to evade it at the last second.

Another attack from another summoner soon came hurtling toward it. Since it just evaded an attack earlier, the second attack finally managed to hit.

The small Gobbling Toad crashed toward an aerial root.

It squeaks loudly due to pain.

Seeing that, the other summoners could not help but glare at the one who just attacked.

"Damn it! Restrain your attack! What if you accidentally kill it?"

"If you can't control your strength well, then just stay at the side and don't attack!"

"Right, just stay at the side lest you accidentally kill the treasure! Don't worry, if I obtain the toad, I will surely give you 10 Gold Coins for your efforts."

Seeing that the Gobbling Toad was about to be captured, the summoners around began to chuckle with each other.

Though their words may have a hint of blame towards the one that sent the Gobbling Toad flying, their joy could still not be hidden from everyone's eyes.

After all, this was the Gobbling Toad that they were talking about.

Still, even if they were chuckling with each other, they were actually also wary of each other.

No matter what, only one of them could obtain the Gobbling Toad.

They could have captured it and promise to share the rewards, but not familiar with each other, they would naturally doubt the authenticity of such promises.

The Gobbling Toad had fallen and was no longer in the right state to escape. It could only wait passively, waiting for who among these summoners could capture it.

However, no one wants to get a hold of the Gobbling Toad first.

Everyone knew that the Gobbling Toad was a hot potato.

Anyone who dared to make a move, would welcome the assault of more than twenty summoners.

It was precisely due to this that none of the summoners decided to take action.

None of them wants to become the mantis that stalks the cicada unaware of the oriole behind.

However, at the next moment, a figure suddenly came straight toward the Gobbling Toad.

Someone wants to capture the Gobbling Toad.

"Damn it! Stop!"

The others cursed out loud.

However, not wanting to get left behind, almost all the summoners reached toward the fallen Gobbling Toad as well.

As the first person got a hold of the Gobbling Toad, he suddenly realized the grave threat that he was in.

Damn it! He was not clearly the first who went for the Gobbling Toad, why did he end up grabbing it first in the end?

Clearly, the others held back.

And that figure that tried to reach the Gobbling Toad first earlier, where was he?

Realizing that he was in trouble, the man hurriedly threw the Gobbling Toad away.

With a squeaking sound, the Gobbling Toad landed a few meters.

The eyes of the summoners left the man, and followed the parabola made by the thrown Gobbling Toad.

Seeing that all attention was withdrawn from him, the man heaved a sigh of relief.

'Damn it, it's too terrifying!'

Seeing that the Gobbling Toad was about to be captured by someone once again, the man gritted his teeth and decided to join in the farce, halfheartedly.

Who knows what will happen?

What if he would become the ultimate winner in this race to capture the Gobbling Toad?

As long as he did not get greedy and tried to get a hold of the Gobbling Toad first, his chances were actually high.

Time passed and almost twenty minutes later.

The commotion in this area soon attracted the attention of many summoners nearby.

However, the moment they arrived, they realized that it was already too late.

The moment they arrived, all they saw was the intense battle that was about to end.

In the center of this chaos, was a wounded man and disheveled clothes. Not far away, injured summoners were also present along with their defeated contracted beasts, gazing at the figure at the center with a hint of regret and reluctance in their face.

The man in the middle, along with a contracted beast by his side, with a triumphant smile, raised his hand containing the weak Gobbling Toad.

His Silver Grade Grimoire was summoned, and with a shout directly tried to contract the Gobbling Toad in front of everyone present without fear.

"Haaa! Submit to me-"

However, his eyes turned wide and his mind went blank.

Time seemed to freeze in an instant, and even the onlookers were stunned.

The weak Gobbling Toad, which was in his hands just a moment ago, actually vanished out of thin air.

The next moment, an enraged scream echoed in the surroundings.

"Where? Where is my Gobbling Toad?"