My summons are weird

"This breath, this unique wave of magic power, and..." The planarian raised his head and looked at the flesh and blood chariot behind Lu Yu, "It can't be wrong, this shape is exactly the same as the mural, and even they All in awe, you are our inspiration, God!"

Xu Yu patted the flesh and blood chariot, and muttered softly: "It seems to know you?"

The Flesh Chariot waved its tentacles again and again, expressing that he had never eaten such a strange race. They looked like there was no flesh and blood, just an elongated slime.

Lu Yu was completely confused. The murals, the awe-inspiring posture...these are all what they are. Before he formally entered the sixth level, he was limited by the magic power, and the number of times the flesh and blood chariot was summoned could be counted on the fingers. On limited occasions, he could not I remember that there was this planarian-like monster.

"Could it be Orcus?" he wondered.

"We are just tiny servants trying to follow your great footsteps. We are fools who are overwhelmed and eager to embrace the revelation you have given us. Limited and weak prayers cannot make you feel our devotion. God... forgive our offense..."

Taking advantage of the sluggishness of the planarian's speech, Lu Yu asked, "I want to know, where are your so-called murals?"

"The underground palace." The planarian replied, "It's in the underground palace."

Lu Yu was in a daze, and after a few seconds, he confirmed in disbelief: "The underground palace refers to... Yas's goblin underground palace?"

"We are humble and have no awareness of our own position. Since we have consciousness, the surroundings have been in darkness. We have to wriggle hard in the soil to find the stone chips and spar particles that we need to survive. My lord... The underground palace is the whole of our life, and we know nothing about other worlds."

The planarian lowered its head tremblingly: "Among our innate knowledge, we only know that the race above our heads is called Goblins... This is the roar of another group of beings rushing into the underground palace."

Lu Yu's scalp was a little numb, he swallowed, and wanted to signal the planarian to sit down, but he had to stop in embarrassment after seeing its crystallized lower half.

Listening to the planarian's description, Lu Yu struggled to figure out the ins and outs.

Apart from goblins, there are also a large number of monsters living in the underground palace of Yas. They generally have low intelligence, and most of them are enslaved and hunted.

Relying on the advantages of digging and drilling holes, the planarians lived cautiously under the dungeon made by the goblins. Their sensitivity to danger made them undetected during the reign of the goblin king Saulan. Goblin king Chacha His strength is not as good as that of Solan, and he cannot even notice that there is a small group of residents under his feet.

One of the treasures left by the studious Solan to the tribe is to guide them to explore Lu Yu's summoning technique. Chacha, who is eager to reproduce the flesh-and-blood chariot, organizes the tribe to explore, but he has never been able to obtain the flesh-and-blood chariot.

The planarians hiding in the dark quietly observed their actions, recorded their knowledge, and then returned to the deeper underground to record the summoned knowledge in the form of stone carvings.

They don't know where this knowledge will lead them to. In order to survive and continue the race, the planarians instinctively imitate the strong.

Just like human beings back then, they followed the monsters who were the first to realize the magic power and complete the transformation, and found out the way to enter the magic age.

Although the planarians imitated the goblins, they really worshiped not the goblins, but the flesh and blood chariots that made the entire goblin underground palace terrified.

The planarians felt their fear from the heart, as well as their admiration and longing for power from the goblin's summoning attempts again and again. The most powerful creature that the weak planarians have ever seen is a goblin. If even they worship the life on the mural, then it must be an incredible individual!

Lu Yu was dumbfounded. He glanced sideways at the Flesh Chariot and found that this guy didn't seem to realize that he had a new status in a certain area.

As planarians observed goblin summoning rituals, primitive religion took shape.

They imitated the sacrificial ceremony of the goblin land and arranged a shrine in the small space that was gradually opened up-a stone no more than the size of a fist crookedly copied the flesh and blood chariot.

Sacrifice was offered—poor worms caught from nowhere, delicious moss, crystal sand scattered in the strata.

A sacrificial ceremony was held—the planarians tangled crookedly, imitating the tentacles of a chariot of flesh extending, wrestling, and binding.

It is said that there have been cases where they were tied too tightly and had to reshape constantly, but the planarians didn't care about the body being broken in two. The powerful regeneration ability allows them to quickly repair the body, and the broken part is often pious. Place it on the altar for the chariots of flesh to eat.

The Flesh Chariot let out a confused whine, Lu Yu and Xu Yu couldn't laugh or cry, it was obvious that the Flesh Chariot didn't want to eat the broken body of the planarian.

In a miniature space with a total area of ​​no more than one square meter, the planarian underground kingdom was imitated and built. This group of low-intelligence underground monsters completely regarded the flesh and blood chariot as their belief.

The most daring dream of their most knowledgeable elders is nothing more than to have a foothold in the underground palace, without the need to hide and hide. For the wider surface world, they regard it as "the domain of the gods".

The arrival of the tide of magic power caused earth-shaking changes in the underground palace.

The initial fluctuations in magic power had no effect on the planarians. They still foraged for food and sacrificed as usual. They never expected the flesh and blood chariots to respond to their insignificance, and they expanded their small underground country contentedly.

However, as the magic tide became stronger, the planarians were surprised to find that their bodies began to swell, and hands and feet appeared on the originally slender body. At first, there were obvious webs, and then they became less and less obvious and gradually changed. For four fingers.

The waves kept beating, and their bodies gradually became the size of salamanders, and then approached the size of wolves. The small underground country that was originally cramped and narrow was uninhabitable due to continuous transformation. They had to follow their instincts and carefully set foot in the abandoned area of ​​the underground palace.

It was also at this time that they were surprised to find that the original owner, Goblin, had disappeared, and the huge underground palace was quiet and quiet.

This all happened about half a year ago.

Inexplicably becoming the new owner of the underground palace, the planarians realized it in front of the mural of the flesh and blood chariot drawn by the goblins, and believed that everything was a "gift from the gods". They celebrated happily and held the most grand sacrifice after evolution. The planarian "tail" jumped on the altar like a fish coming ashore.

The Flesh Chariot waved its tentacles and tried to correct it, but number two stood in front of him, and the Devil-eating Tree, who didn't know when it ran out, directly tied him with tree vines, signaling him to stay calm.

Xu Mou showed a rare sense of humor: "Their conditions are difficult. The priests can't see what you want, but what the believers have. You are a god, so be tolerant."

As she said that, she also patted the giant sarcoma that the flesh and blood chariot transformed into flesh and blood.

As Huogu said, the changes created by the magic tide can often be described as earth-shaking.

In just a few months, the size of the outstanding individuals in the planarians approached that of small crocodiles. Because of the improvement of intelligence, the powerful individuals became the leaders of the race, and the part of the planarians that gradually became able to think recalled everything that happened to them, and gradually guessed that after the flesh and blood chariot There is a real god, and it is only a ritual product.

Xu Yu hugged his chest and murmured: "It's very smart, the behavior of offering tail sacrifices to the flesh and blood chariot can stop now."

Lu Yu felt that it was not that simple, so he had a guess.

The planarian stuck his head to the ground, and his whole body was in an inverted U shape. He seemed a little naive and felt that his posture was not humble enough when he narrated just now, so he decided to continue telling the story of his family to the gods in this way.

Sure enough, the planarians did not stop offering sacrifices to the flesh and blood chariots. They divided the gods in their minds, and the flesh and blood chariots were in their eyes...the embodiment of wisdom.

"Sorry, just a second."

After finishing speaking, Lu Yu turned around, passed by the flesh and blood chariot, and gave the death order "no movement", and then followed Xu Yu to the depths of the temple, laughing wantonly.

The two people with twitching smiles tried to return with a straight face, intending to hear how the planarians labeled the flesh and blood chariot with wisdom.

"It has many heads and is knowledgeable." The planarian's big eyes shone with wisdom.

Such a serious tone...Where did the flesh and blood chariot come from with so many heads? He didn't even have a region that could be called a head, and his image was not anthropomorphic at all. He went straight to scare people, etc...

The two turned their heads to look at the flesh and blood chariot writhing its tentacles angrily, and then at the slender planarian...

"No, you have to hold back." Although the topic was serious, Lu Yu just couldn't get serious, and he had a hard time holding back his laughter.

The cognition of alien races is always different from that of human beings, especially the cute new race of planarians. In their eyes, tentacles = heads, and there are eyeballs on them. What else can it be if it is not a head?

More brains = more knowledgeable, flesh and blood chariot = the embodiment of wisdom.

After the division of duties, there was one more object of sacrifice, the god who endowed the flesh and blood chariot with power. After understanding the meaning of summoning and practicing the use of this power, they called it the "Summoning God" according to their own understanding. host.

Although he has no specific form and does not know where he exists, this does not prevent the planarian from chanting its name every time it uses summon.

Lu Yu understood the basic cause and effect. He never imagined that Yas's trip to the underground palace would affect the rise of a race he didn't know, and would appear in front of him in such a strange way many years later.

But... this is the Temple of Summoning, a space of consciousness that requires the approval of the world consciousness to enter. According to Segro's description, all the people who visit here are the pioneers of summoning.

After Orcus and him, this dark brown nameless planarian was the third pioneer?

"How did you get here?"

The planarian pressed its whole body against the ground in fear, trembling: "Please forgive our family's offense..."

The normal question fell in the ears of the planarian, but it was an angry question. Lu Yu had to explain it patiently, and the planarian calmed down, but his voice was still trembling.

"Didn't the gods hear our heartfelt...summoning?"

"Entering here requires some conditions. What have you done in the summoning recently?"

"No...we didn't offend the gods...we just ask the gods to give us the hope of living." The dark brown planarian said, "our family is about to perish..."

Under the cover of the tide of magic power, the magic power nourishes all things, and the depths of the ground are constantly changing, and it is not just the planarians that have changed.

The crystals "broke out" from the walls of the underground palace out of thin air, densely packed all over the tunnels, and the high-concentration magic power swept through every corner, making the bodies of the planarians scorching hot. In less than two days, the rare planarians had More than half of the tribe's bodies crystallized.

The dark-brown planarian who is a polymath organized the largest sacrifice, and the surviving clansmen docked their tails one after another, offered sacrifices to the two gods, and prayed devoutly.

The underground palace trembled continuously, and the continuously drilled crystal clusters severely damaged the stable structure, making the dome crumbling.

The crystallized dark-brown planarian, as the strongest, endured the full magic power of the tribe, chanting loudly, looking for the illusory response, and then suddenly came to this wonderful world.

Lu Yu was stunned, and then flew into a rage: "Run, what are you praying for, run for me!"

"God... my lord..." Planarian stared at his two green eyes in astonishment, then lowered his head in fear, and was about to explain his blasphemy and ask for forgiveness, when Xu Yu stepped forward and kicked him over.

"Get out, the clan lives and dies. What you have to do is to take them away from danger, not to drive them crazy. If you don't run away, the underground palace will collapse and the clusters will spread, and you will destroy the clan!"

The planarian was trembling all over: "My lord... You directed me here... Is this your oracle?"

Lu Yu's head was going to be dizzy. He didn't know if it was the glimmer of life left by the world consciousness for every intelligent race, or the illusory faith that would break into the temple that Segro complained about some bugs. It was a chance to face him directly, but the other party obviously didn't understand the human language.

When it came to the word "God", Lu Yu didn't dare to pretend to be in the realm created by him, so he decided to change the term.

"God helps those who help themselves."

The planarian was in a trance, the green light shining on it gradually dimmed, and the crystallization also accelerated at this moment, and suddenly spread from the lower body to its chest.

Its two green eyes flickered on and off, and its body began to disintegrate into particles of light.

"My lord... I'm sorry."

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In the depths of the underground palace, crystal clusters spreading like snakes adorn the tunnels of the underground palace brilliantly, but for the monsters living underground, this is a disaster.

The sand and dust fell, and the planarian that was firmly on the altar woke up. It only had a head that could still move.

The surviving planarian raised his head, his eyes full of hope.

Their most knowledgeable elder was summoned by the gods, and now it has returned, and the brilliance of the gods will surely follow to resolve this disaster for them.

"Escape, get out of here..."

Seeing that the clansmen were motionless, before the vocal organs were broken by the crystal cluster, the planarian shouted sharply: "Live, this is, His revelation!"