I Was a Loner, but My Class Got Summoned to Another World…-Chapter 287: Capital in Flames

Logan began counting the ships—just under twenty demon vessels remained afloat after sinking three of them. He took a moment to assess his mana reserves, the condition of his creatures, and the progress of returning the humans back to shore.

Most of the human ships were now empty, signaling that retreat was possible. Remaining out at sea and fighting so many demons alone was dangerous, especially with the uncertainty of whether a demon general might be among them.

[Serana, we can return now. Save your strength for the battle near land. We've bought the humans enough time to escape. Now get on Stormwing and head back,] Logan instructed firmly.

As he spoke, his eyes drifted to Wyver in the distance. The beast was under fire, drawing attention from one of the largest demon ships. Atop it stood a particularly fierce-looking demon—an ominous figure who radiated power.

Zyphor stood tall, his three-meter frame exuding raw power. His grey skin was marked by countless scars, each a testament to battles fought and survived through hundreds of years. Watching as his ships were systematically destroyed, a deep scowl twisted his face—a combination of fury and frustration.

The heroes had intercepted them before he could even land. But this, he thought, was precisely what he wanted them to believe.

Unbeknownst to the heroes, Zyphor had deployed units across the island. The harbor was nothing more than a spectacle—a distraction to ensure the true attack, staged from the rear, would go unnoticed.

Each ship carried a teleportation array, ready to be activated by the demons stationed on land. Zyphor's aim was simple—keep the tamer occupied just long enough to prevent him from interfering with their true mission. Yet, even from a distance, Zyphor couldn't help but acknowledge the boy's growing strength. Each encounter brought stronger and more fearsome beasts to the battlefield, a troubling sign of the boy's rapid evolution.

Unlike the other demon generals, Zyphor was not known for his cunning. He relied heavily on his two assistants, who meticulously planned the details of their operations. But what Zyphor lacked in strategy, he made up for in raw brutality. Known as Zyphor the Savage, he excelled at one thing—killing. It was for this reason he had been sent here: to exterminate the humans on the isles.

"My lord, the teleportation array has been activated," one of his aides reported. "It appears to be somewhere near the back of the capital. We should be able to target the population hidden there while the ships continue the diversion."

A wide grin spread across Zyphor's face as he heard the report.

"Send out the signal," he commanded. "Ten ships advance forward. The rest will teleport to the island. We may die here today, but we will harvest enough to ensure the demon king's arrival—and his conquest of these lands!"

His words were met with thunderous praise as his troops erupted into chants, reciting powerful incantations from their world.

The demon forces began splitting into two groups, while several mages prepared their retreat, safeguarding the siphoned crystals meant to be taken back to the demon-conquered lands.

Behind the capital's walls, a massive explosion suddenly echoed. Demons surged into the city, targeting the most densely populated areas. They swiftly cut through the soldiers stationed there, killing anyone unfortunate enough to cross their path.

Lady Elara received word immediately. Signals resembling fireworks lit up the sky from within the city, a grim announcement that the supposedly secure capital had been infiltrated.

"They've entered the capital! Retreat and save the people!" she commanded urgently. Rubina, Lisa, and Charlotte turned their attention toward the city they had fought so hard to defend, watching in horror as civilians screamed and fled in panic.

From the smoke rising above the city, Logan caught sight of the chaos. Without hesitation, he leapt from Wyver's back, leaving Serana to continue leading the assault near the sea. With his angelic wings unfurled, he raced toward the city, intent on finding Scorch.

Halfway there, Zephyr intercepted him, using the last of his strength to speed Logan along. Exhausted, Zephyr could do no more for now. Logan gave him a reassuring pat. "Wait a little longer before rejoining the fight," he said before diving down toward the city.

Logan landed on Scorch's back, ready to re-enter the fray and confront the demons who had unleashed terror within the capital's walls.

[Let's go save the capital! Krexa, break through the walls—we need to fight the infiltrators!] Logan yelled.

Scorch let out a thunderous roar, drawing the attention of the other tamed creatures as he charged toward a section of the wall. Krexa quickly dispelled the earth, pushing away the rubble to open a path. Together, they burst into the city, accompanied by wolves and hobgoblins, charging forward with unrelenting force.

Riptide and Luna joined the fray, taking positions on either side, keeping several meters away from Logan as they advanced.

"Move to the harbor! We will defeat the demons here!" Logan shouted. But the fleeing civilians complicated their movements. Scorch had to carefully watch his step to avoid crushing those running dangerously close to his massive feet.

Logan spread his wings, casting a calming aura over the panicked crowd around him. He still had half of his mana remaining, but he knew he needed to conserve it—there was no room to waste it so recklessly.

Suddenly, demons surged forward, unleashing deadly magic upon fleeing civilians. Flames and earthen spikes rained down, forcing Logan to conjure a mana shield in haste. It absorbed the barrage, protecting the people, but its fragility meant it could be easily dispelled.

[Krexa, this'll be tough, but we need to help Scorch get through the crowd. Raise the ground—create a platform so he won't be slowed by the civilians!] Logan commanded.

Krexa obeyed, summoning earth magic to lift a path for Scorch. Meanwhile, Logan pushed ahead, firing Darkness Arrows to counter the demons' attacks. Though the arrows succeeded only in diverting the enemy, not eliminating them, Logan quickly noticed something troubling. These demons were far stronger and far more precise with their magic than those he had faced aboard the ships.

From behind him, a beam of intense flames tore through the air, scorching the demons who had thought they were gaining the upper hand. The tide shifted as the hobgoblins worked swiftly to herd the civilians to safety, using nearby buildings to create barricades and block the demons' path.

"Let's go, Scorch! Time to level up!" Logan shouted with determination. His voice spurred the massive dinosaur into action. With a deafening roar, Scorch charged forward, his searing scales igniting the ground and even nearby structures as he plowed through the chaos.

Krexa leapt down just before the charge, landing gracefully beside Logan with a spear gripped tightly in her hand, ready to join the fight.

"Looks like we're without a mount this time. Attack from afar, Krexa. Lead the troops to handle anyone who bypasses Scorch," Logan commanded.

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Krexa nodded and sprang into action, rallying the troops while Logan paused briefly to retrieve some mana water. Though it left him feeling bloated, he needed the recharge to prepare for the fight ahead.

He cast a flame shield, its shimmering barrier protecting him from the intense heat radiating from Scorch's searing scales. As Logan rushed forward, he scanned the area for any stranded civilians who might need help. To his relief, only demons now stood in their way.

The demons, realizing the sheer power of the beast before them, activated their berserk states. Without that reckless surge of strength, they knew they'd stand no chance against the towering creature charging through their ranks.