My summons are weird

The strange throbbing made Lu Yu and Lulu raise their heads subconsciously and look at the sky, but in their field of vision there were only falling snow spots and gray clouds.

The Devil-eating Tree that provided shelter for the two had a hazy figure, and in the next moment, it turned into orange light spots all over the sky and disappeared.

Lu Yu, who didn't give the order to disperse, looked at his hands in amazement. The stronger impulse caused the magic power in his body to run wild uncontrollably, and his skin turned red, as if it was about to bleed.

Lulu began to be out of breath, a strong sense of oppression descended from top to bottom, as if there was a heavy weight on her petite body.

Trying to adjust his disordered breathing, Lu Yu held his chest and said with difficulty: "What...here it is..."

A light yellow soft light appeared out of nowhere not far in front of the two, like someone accidentally dripping paint on the canvas. With penetration, the color of the halo became darker, covering up the faintly visible outline .

The hazy light completely blurred his vision, and Lu Yu couldn't see anything clearly, he could only vaguely feel something gradually appearing where there should be nothing.

The terrifying oppressive feeling came and went quickly, almost instantly, the two people who could hardly look directly at the halo raised their heads cautiously, and then...

Lu Yu trembled all over and his scalp was numb. He resisted the urge to look down at the portrait, turned his neck stiffly, and then lowered his head.

His and Lulu's eyes met, and both of them saw the astonishment and even... the fear in the other's eyes.

Vanessa, who was wearing a turquoise long dress on the floor, walked calmly on the ground, right in front of them, and walked out of the halo that made them both feel palpitations.

Her eyes were a little empty, as if there was nothing there, and her indifferent expression made one wonder if it was just a doll, completely different from the gentle and quiet appearance in the portrait.

"Soulless puppet." Lu Yu subconsciously thought of the word and the puppets he saw in the Twilight City.

Lulu, who couldn't understand the appearance of "Vanessa" in front of her at all, just stared at her and felt chills, but it was very strange...

"I can't feel any hostility towards her at all... It seems that there is a strange voice telling me... It's wrong to do this." Lulu described it to Lu Yu in a low voice.

Lu Yu's feeling was exactly the same as Lulu's. After seeing such a strange appearance of "Vanessa", out of fear of the unknown, vigilance and instinctive hostility was predictable. However, Lu Yu couldn't feel these two emotions. On the contrary, he seemed to feel a little kindness and warmth towards Vanessa in front of him?

Vanessa floated in the air, staring indifferently at the crystal giant who chanted her name over and over again. Then, she turned her head and locked her eyes on Lu Yu and Lulu.

"It's up to you to witness." At the same time as the melodious female voice sounded, an invisible barrier rose from the ground, isolating the inside and outside, isolating the magic power, and enclosed the four of them together.

At the same time, outside the barrier, the figures of the four people disappeared as if they were erased by an eraser.

The powerful attraction stripped Lu Yu's consciousness from his body. No matter how he struggled, he could only watch helplessly as his spirit drifted away from himself and floated above his body. The same was true for Lulu.

Vanessa in the middle raised her hand towards the crystal giant: "Start, reveal."

"Witness, it's up to you to do it."

As soon as the words fell, the two seemed to fall into an endless abyss. The strong sense of weightlessness made Lu Yu and Lulu hold hands tightly.

Endless light curtains flashed around the two of them in a hurry. In that short-lived scene, Lulu vaguely saw... the first dipping invasion, the snow monsters of the giant owl who held up the sky, one by one, fought with their flesh and blood. Resisting monsters that are ten times, or even a hundred times larger than oneself, eventually become an indistinguishable infection of reality and illusion.

Lu Yu saw the giant dragon soaring in the sky hit by the huge dragon spear, and the attached icy air corroded his body. With angry and mournful wailing, the fiery dragon flames melted the rocks and earth.

Along the river, armed with machetes, warriors with both magic and martial arts stepped on the dragon scales and leaped, and then cut the scales of the giant dragon with a sharp blade.

According to the number of people under siege and their ethnic configuration, he vaguely discovered that this was the "Blood of Antosol" operation for all ethnic groups to eradicate future troubles after the infiltration was over.

"These are... the past?"

"No... this is a memory... Vanessa is... showing us the memory?" Lulu murmured, "But the perspectives of these memories obviously come from different people, how could she... can't do it, no one is this step , even the most powerful spiritual magic!"

Traveling through the vast sea of ​​memories, accompanied by Vanessa's lightly raised hand, the two walked forward slowly along the light golden path that appeared in the void out of thin air.

As if he had broken through some kind of barrier and entered a strange world, an old man with gray hair and a little stoop was sitting upright in front of the desk in a small room, writing something slowly with his trembling hands because of his old age, full of With a wrinkled face, he must stop for a while every time he writes a long line, as if brewing, as if resting.

The old man didn't realize that at the moment when he was seriously writing, there was a magician with wide-eyed eyes on the left and right sides of the book case. They stared at the inscribed names and remained silent for a long time.

This old man who can speak out of breath and walk tremblingly is Sayel Lucamia, one of the magicians beyond the times.

The outside of the hut is full of greenery, covered by bamboo forests, butterflies and giants are following orders and patrolling over and over again, never stopping.

In the hut, next to the desk, in a coffin made of colorful flowers and vines, Vanessa fell asleep quietly.

Leaning on the coffin, both Lu Yu and Lu Lu could hear the slight cry, saw the heaving chest, and stared at the face that still wore a peaceful smile even though they were asleep, they trembled for no reason.

Across time and space, they met for the first time the genius who seemed to guide them on her travel footsteps, Vanessa.

She just lay quietly in the coffin of flowers, with her hands crossed on her stomach, and Sayer, the ninth-level great magician who was famous in Mera, was writing at his desk. From time to time, he would turn around and stare at Vanessa's sleeping face, and then continued to write and draw on the scroll with bloodshot eyes.

That is a magic pattern that neither Lu Yu nor Lulu can understand. Sayer, who is completely beyond their cognition, is tirelessly thinking about something. Whenever he is upset, he will immediately tear up the scroll in his hand, and then , the nearly ninety-year-old man knelt in the coffin like a child and wailed loudly, constantly berating himself for his incompetence.

After the heart-piercing howl, Sayer lay on the edge of the coffin and fell asleep with tears in his eyes, but not long after, he would wake up in a convulsion, and he ignored the warning signals from all parts of his body. He continued to pounce on the book case like crazy, and continued to repeatedly depict the magic lines.

again and again.

I don’t know how many times I dragged my tired body to wake up from the dream, and I don’t know how many times I cried in front of the coffin. Sayer was bewitched, and he almost never set foot outside the hut, and scraps of manuscripts were piled up on the ground. Those ideas that cannot be understood are often denied as soon as they are born and become debris.

Lu Yu tried to pick it up, but found that his hand passed through the paper—here, he and Lulu were just spectators.

The white-haired Sayer finally fell down in a high-intensity attempt, and the blood gushing from his mouth and nose made him terrified.

"I can't die...never...before I wake you up...I want to live...alive..."

Sayer wiped the blood, and staggered to his feet, for fear that the bright red stain would be stained on the flowers he picked regularly and piled up next to Vanessa.

"I always deny you, always laugh at your naivety..."

"Vanessa... we made a deal, yes, we had a deal."

"A promise... yes, that's right, a promise!"

"I'm going to keep my promise, I always keep my promise, every time... So after I fulfill my promise this time, please bless me so much that I can find a solution to all this..."

Sayer took out his precious purple-black box that was placed on top of the cabinet, took out the scrolls and books inside, and walked up to Vanessa in a frail state.

"Look, these are spiritual magic...cough cough cough...the masterpieces you always want to write in the book...cough cough cough" Sayer, who was almost coughing out his lungs, knelt on the ground, and pressed his head against the On the ground, weeping silently, "As long as they meet my minimum requirements, I will give them all... Vanessa, if you hate my overreaching, please get up and scold me... Please..."

If they hadn't witnessed it with their own eyes, no one would have believed that this legendary ninth-level magician could be so humble.

Put the box into the backpack, and set up the entire hut with restrictions. The patrolling giants and butterflies returned to the barrier and never left, guarding the sleeping Vanessa like a demon god.

Sayer turned his head three times a step, entered the distant teleportation circle, and left the Silent Mountain Range.

Lu Yu suddenly thought of something.

"This is the last time Sayel returned to Mera..."

Everyone thought that Sayer was still healthy at this time, but in fact, he was already seriously ill and his body was decaying.

Everyone also thought that Sayer shared these magics out of his own kindness, but in fact, he just suddenly remembered the unfinished agreement with Vanessa and the good luck that he hoped for in the dark.

Sayer, who single-handedly opened up the school of spiritual magic for Meera, was disappointed after all. He still failed to see a shred of hope and future from the land ruled by the giant owl. Above people's heads, the reality that was contrary to Vanessa's imagined world made Sayer feel ashamed.

He never believed that sharing could bring about change, but for Vanessa...he made a difficult choice, reluctantly passed on those great experiences that transcended the times-but there was a price.

Each spiritual magic below the seventh level is deliberately complicated, and learning is cumbersome and painful, with unknown side effects.

Sayer gave it to those schools that were bound to fall into a closed spiral.

It is a gift, but also a curse. Sayer smashed, reorganized, and shared out the correct knowledge. All magicians who greedy this gift but put it on the shelf will eventually suffer from it. The beauty of physical taste power, and the inevitable tragedy of that exquisite magic!

It's just a trick, but it's enough to cause pain to erode the life of those selfish people, even if it will be cracked one day, the victim will die.

Lu Yu and Lulu saw him bury a box full of purple-black vines in an unknown woodland. Under the surge of earth elemental magic, the box was squeezed deep into the ground, out of sight.

In the future hundreds of years later, this box will appear in front of Lulu under various coincidences.

The correct way of learning spiritual magic, which can be called a great work is all in it.

This is the richest and gentlest gift that Sayer, who wanted to believe, but withdrew part of his trust in the end, could give to the younger generation.

He doesn't believe in people, and he doesn't believe that this land will welcome light at some point in the future.

Sayer left everything to fate.

After finishing all this, Sayer returned to the hut in the Silent Mountains, held Vanessa's hand tightly, and told what he had seen and heard along the way.

Sayer, who hated the giant owl and everything miserable in this land, only talked about the good things, and then he returned to his daily life again.

The portrayal failed again and again, and the heavy pressure crushed Sayer's sick body. He finally fainted and fell to the ground after a portrayal.

"I...I thought of it..." Sayer, whose mouth was full of blood, opened his heavy eyes and shouted as if possessed.

"I thought of..."

"I got it…"

After repeating again and again, Sayer's voice became smaller and smaller. He groped Vanessa's hand and whispered softly: "Human life is always short...human body is also perishable...so, this is unavoidable thing..."

"Vanessa...don't blame me...this is the most feasible method I can think of..."

"As long as you can wake up... Even if I can't reach the other side with you, at least...at least..."

Sayer, who rested his forehead on the back of Vanessa's hand, murmured again and again, his eyes gradually became sharper.

He stood up and tremblingly took out an ancient book that could not be shared with anyone from the hidden compartment of the bookcase.

"We've all studied summoning, and we've all speculated about why it's declining," Sayer said. "You're in a similar position to me. 'He' exists and is watching all genres."

"He can't be called a god... There is no specific consciousness, so... By the way, that's it. Your and my guesses are always right."

"It is indeed feasible to do this...as long as a certain base can be reached, as long as this arrangement can be completed."

Lu Yu and Lulu swallowed their saliva, they leaned forward, and on the page opened by Sayer was impressively written...

"Psycholysis."

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!