I Can Summon All the Gods

Not knowing how long it took, Locke's consciousness became clear again.

Compared to the last time, this time, he felt that the situation in his body had significantly improved. There were already a few more divine powers in the previously dried-up small universe, and his divine consciousness had also condensed a little.

Although he was much better now, he still felt that his eyelids were as heavy as a thousand pounds, and his whole body was out of his control.

As he struggled, a light finally appeared in his eyes.

What he saw was a young and immature face.

"You are awake!"

The young boy was surprised to see that Locke had woken up. At the same time, he breathed a sigh of relief. "You don't know that you have been in a coma for three days."

Locke moved and tried to sit up by himself. But before he could do anything, a sharp pain came from his body, making his pale face even paler.

"You can't move."

Seeing that Locke's forehead was instantly covered with sweat, the young boy took out a pill from a nearby box and said, "Take this pill first."

While saying that, he had already taken the pill to Locke.

Locke felt that it was a level-4 healing pill. After the pill entered his stomach, the effect quickly dispersed and began to repair the damaged internal organs in his body.

"I'm Humphrey Casey."

The young boy was a little enthusiastic and introduced himself with a smile.

"Thank you, Mr. Casey."

Locke's throat moved and he said in a hoarse voice, "Locke Capet."

Humphrey shook his head and explained, "My teacher saved you."

"Locke, how did you end up in the Moyer Mountains?" As a forthright young boy, he didn't seem to be unfamiliar with Locke. "You are lucky to meet us. Otherwise, you might have become the food of magical beasts."

"The Moyer Mountains?"

Locke was confused.

"Yes, don't you know this is the Moyer Mountains?" Seeing the confused look on Locke's face, Humphrey was slightly stunned.

Locke shook his head. "I come from the Grimm Kingdom in the north. I was going to see the outside world, but there was a problem when crossing the space and I was thrown into the space's turbulent flows."

"Oh my God! You survive in the space turbulent flows!"

Humphrey was shocked. It was well known that people who had fallen into the space's turbulent flows basically had died, but the young man in front of him had actually survived!

"Hey~ Humphrey. Don't disturb his rest!"

A sharp voice came from outside. At the same time, a head popped in from outside the carriage door. It was an old man with disheveled hair. His face was slender and his chin was tilted outward.

"Oh, this is my teacher, Mr. Abbott, a level-5 healer."

Then Humphrey stood up and said, "Have a good rest. I won't disturb you anymore."

Locke nodded slightly to Abbott to express his gratitude.

However, the old man didn't seem to like Locke. He put down the curtain.

Humphrey shrugged helplessly. Apparently, he knew what kind of person the old man was. And then he opened the door curtain and went out.

During two days, Locke also got the information about the convoy from the young boy.

The convoy came from the Peter family. The Peter family controlled by Count Peter was located in Keoshi City, and it ran two mercenary regiments.

In the past two days, Locke spent most of his time in the carriage, slowly running his divine power to heal his wounds.

Moreover, with the recovery of his divine consciousness, Locke found something trickier than his serious injuries, a demon pattern suddenly appeared in his heart, emitting a faint black aura.

Most importantly, this pattern could absorb energy to strengthen itself!

Locke had a try. As long as he used the magic energy, it would be absorbed by the demon pattern. With the growth of the demon pattern, the black aura emitted from it also increased little by little. Relatively speaking, the divine power was much better. Although it would also be absorbed, it was not that fast.

"The demon pattern should be left by the man in the black robe."

After many setbacks, Locke finally gave up and leaned back discouraged on the carriage. This mark was very stubborn. No matter Locke used the divine power to impact or used magic elements and fighting spirit, it did not work at all.

"Judging from the current situation, this demon pattern is a trace mark. The force behind the black-robed man may be able to find him according to this pattern."

After taking a deep breath, Locke's face turned serious. In other words, if the mark was not removed, the force behind the black-robed man could find him at any time.

And before he completely eliminated the demon pattern, he had to minimize the use of his strength, otherwise, it would only make it easier for the force behind the black-robed man to find him.

Locke rubbed his temples and felt his head a little headache.

Anyway, the most important thing now was to recover his strength. After he recovered, he would find a way to solve the hidden peril in his body.

Thinking of this, Locke sank into practice again.

On the third day, Locke was already able to walk with his crutch.

When he got off the carriage, Locke saw two camps.

One camp was a big tent made of animal hide. A maid was washing the tableware in front of the tent.

A faint fragrance came from the tent, which was obviously a female residence.

In addition, Locke also felt a level-6 ice mage aura in the tent. However, he was not a rude person. After knowing that it was a woman's residence, he didn't use divine consciousness to directly peek at her appearance.

Noticing that someone was watching her, the maid raised her head slowly. When she saw Locke, she couldn't help but frown.

Locke's previous clothes had already been torn into pieces by the space's turbulent flows. As there were no clothes prepared in the system space, now he was wearing the coarse clothes of the mercenary people. After lying in the pit for a few days, his face was also covered with a lot of beards, and his hair was a mess.

The whole look was extremely shabby.

Sensing the disdain in the maid's eyes, Locke didn't stay any longer and continued to walk toward another camp. This camp was nearly twenty meters away from the previous tent. There were small tents on the camp. The men sat around bonfires, on which there was a pile of roasted black beef.

"Hi, Locke."

In the distance, the middle-aged man waved his hand and asked Locke to come over.

"Mr. Coors." After two days of contact, Locke also knew this middle-aged man, Taut Coors, the deputy head of Tashan Mercenary under the Peter family, a level-5 swordsman.

Locke staggered over with a wooden crutch.

"You're recovering so fast, boy!" Looking at Locke, who was dying a few days ago, and now could walk on the ground, Taut exclaimed in a surprised tone.

"It's all Mr. Abbott's credit." Locke said with a smile.

"Indeed, that fellow has put a lot of effort into saving you," Taut nodded in agreement and said with a smile.

Locke sat down beside the fire and asked curiously, "Where are Mr. Abbott and Humphrey?"

"The two guys went to study healing skills after eating something." Taut took off a piece of steak and handed it to Locke.

"Thank you." Locke said with a smile.

This look didn't look very good.

Looking at the charred meat, Locke thought helplessly. He tore one piece and put it into his mouth, only to feel a strong charred smell.