Others Summon Dragons, I Summon Legendary Knights Chapter 371 Awakening

Unbeknownst to him, for several days now, a glowing blue water, illuminating the darkness, encircled Percival, protecting his corpse from becoming bloated or being eaten.

It stirred; there was something sentient about how this water moved. It was different from the rest, like it had a life.

It could see all the sea folk, the pain they went through before they were mercilessly killed by those orcs. It might have all the power in the world, but it couldn't act; that capability wasn't given to her.

Her power lay in bestowing abilities to the sea people, fighting against whatever ravaged the ocean through them.

From her view, the man with the potential to end this slaughter was not only Percival, but he was the only one among that category with a unique heart.

There was this peace around him that created a beautiful atmosphere, like a serene ocean under the sunlight. Calm, inviting, yet mysterious, as he always chose to keep his distance.

People wanted to know more, but he didn't give them that privilege. It had to observe him all these months, watching him explore the ocean with bliss, like how it first was before royalty, crown, and status became all the sea folk could dream about.

They became greedy, and it became an object to fuel that greed.

On the other hand, Percival was the ocean; his temperament mirrored it. That was the reason King, his summon and the greatest tamer among the records of seafolk history, wanted him to become the new ruler of the endless ocean.

But someone like Percival wasn't fit for crowns; it would cage his free, warm spirit.

He could have left them to their doom but stayed back, fought, and died.

After several days, it had made up its mind. What would happen once it decided to give itself to him? What would that sacrifice produce? It knew.

But why give such power to a man? Would a man be able to use it correctly?

Percival was the ocean, calm and serene, raging and destructive when infuriated. He… was the right vessel, not a perfect one, but eventually, in a few years, another spirit would be born, and the power of this world would return to the water spirit.

So, even if she failed, there would be a successor. At that moment, the water enveloped Percival, and a soft voice rang.

"Percival… wake up."

She had made sure his soul remained in his body all this while, or whatever she would resurrect would be a reanimated corpse.

The mana system of this world was sacrificing herself, not just to bring him back but to make sure he would bring an end to this threat. His power would be immeasurable.

The true potential of the leviathan, an Absolute born when the first waters came, would be completely unlocked.

King had managed to accidentally awaken it back when it was still a child and dormant. Eons had passed; not even the arrival of mana woke it up, but King managed to, and that small creature grew into the leviathan that made him the Ocean King, not just in name, but he became the true definition of that title.

The potential of that creature was now completely open, as an entire system, the most powerful governing concept any world could have, was sacrificing itself just to make sure it came back.

A bright blue light burst outwardly, chasing away the darkness for several kilometres. Even the surface of the ocean shone with bright blue light, making it look magical under the moonlight.

A rock almost fifty meters away trembled and rose from the ocean bed. That rock was actually a little part of a massive crab that had just awakened from its slumber due to the outrageous amount of mana surge nearby.

It was one of the dormant demigods told as tales, said to be spotted by the first seamen. A great amount of sand gave way as this sword-wielding giant crab pulled out its legs and began moving toward the source of the blue light.

Its aura scared other sea beasts away. The crab could sense a massive amount of mana, far greater than what a demigod could fathom. That impossibility drew it like a moth to a flame.

There was a possibility it might evolve, becoming the true king of the ocean once it devoured the source of this mana surge.

The crab closed in and discovered the bright light came from a tiny creature with arms and legs.

With a dull growl, it stretched out its left claw, the one that wasn't holding the sword made from rocks. When its claw was inches away from Percival's face, his eyes snapped open.

His eyes glowed with white light while a great amount of blue light, visible aura, a physical representation of his newfound strength, shone through as mana burst out.

The water around him exploded in a ring-like fashion, billowing outwardly.

The massive crab slid several dozen meters backward, back to where it came from. It unleashed a roar, a challenge, as the blue-haired man slowly rose from the ocean bed and turned to face it.

As Percival ascended, the crab charged toward him. "Levi," he whispered, and the crab felt a great pressure, far exceeding what billowed out of Percival.

The crab barely managed to turn, its eyes beholding a creature of such immense size, its mouth filled with rows of fangs already larger than the crab itself!

The leviathan bit down, devouring the crab in its second bite. Blood seeped from the gaps between its fangs as the crab's sword and one of its arms fell to the ground.

What stood before Percival was his leviathan, possessing tough scales resembling thick rocks carved into scale shapes. The leviathan was like the perfect dragon designed to rule the ocean. Though it lacked wings, its immense length compensated for this.

Unfortunately, Percival had imparted knowledge to this creature, teaching it how to soar through the skies. That casual skill he had forced the leviathan to learn previously had transformed it into an apex creature in any terrain, though it remained significantly stronger in water.

However, that skill granted it greater versatility and nullified an obvious weakness. Besides, the clouds were fundamentally composed of water. It might as well be considered the white sea of the sky.

Percival watched as Levi rose to the surface, yet a considerable portion of its length remained submerged, spanning a vast distance.

It unleashed a mighty roar that echoed for miles. The sovereign of all sea monsters had returned.