Steady and cautious + succession struggles + one-man army + multiple heroines + somewhat ensemble cast + summoning
Pool Nine, a professional LOL player, accidentally transmigrates to a high-martial world during a tournament and becomes the young master of the Marshal's residence.
He awakens the Desert Emperor martial soul and gains the skill [Arise!]:
He can summon a certain number of sand soldiers to fight. The number of sand soldiers increases as the skill levels up.
He awakens the Soul Shepherd martial soul and gains the skill [Eulogy of the Isles]:
He can summon Mist Walkers and raise Mist Walkers from nearby fallen enemies.
He awakens the Thorn of the Rose martial soul and gains the skill [Stranglethorns]:
He summons nature's fury, causing a twisted forest to grow in the target area and damage all enemies within it.
He awakens the Wings of Demacia martial soul.
He awakens the Prophet of the Void martial soul.
Years later, as warlords battle for supremacy, Pool Nine lifts a hand, and a million sand soldiers stand behind him.
The warlords: “Didn't they say the kid from the Pool family awakened a summoning-type martial soul, universally considered a useless branch? This doesn't look useless at all!”
Pool Nine: “The summoning type is useless?”
“Go tell that to my million-strong army!”
[The synopsis doesn't do it justice... Please read the story.]
It's okay, I feel okay. Come on, author!
It's pretty, but the quantity isn't enough.