My summons are weird

The magicians in the Montréale Arena were lucky enough to spend a wonderful day. The gluttons answered dozens of questions in a row from evening to late at night, and many people's scrolls had already been written on both sides.

People suddenly discovered that aside from the horrible eating habits of gluttons, he is impeccable in summoning teaching. Even if it is insignificant in many people's minds, he will patiently emphasize and take care of those who are not smart or It is a person who is stuck in a dead end for a while, which is really different from the teaching of many scholars.

Many of them did not intend to step into the path of specialized summoning, they came here only to further digest the knowledge they had learned and continue to consolidate it. However, after the answer was over, they subtly became interested in summoning.

Lu Yu's footsteps did not stop. After bidding farewell to Sovensen, he traveled around the core city-states of Sligo, giving lectures one after another. When people's interest became stronger, the news that Noel was safe and sound followed again and again. The emphasis in lectures is widely circulated.

After finishing another lecture, Noel sent him a piece of good news. The rebel army headed by Prince Wittrow was caught in a difficult situation after learning the truth. When the rebellion had become an established fact, they finally chose to separatist in situ. For a while, the lords on the border of Sligo responded like a cloud and left the empire one after another.

Noel's goal has been preliminarily achieved.

The messengers seem to like places where fish and dragons are mixed, especially taverns, and this is the case in front of Lu Yu.

The Sligo messenger woman disguised as an adventurer reeked of alcohol. If Lu Yu hadn't reacted when the other party responded when he said the docking signal given by Noel, he would really think that she was an alcoholic.

With a drunken and flushed face, but bright eyes, the female messenger quickly said: "I am deeply sorry for not being able to salute Your Excellency Gluttony."

"It's okay, the caravan is still in Ankana?"

"Yes, they have not left since they arrived 17 days ago. They live on the third floor of the Whale Shark Tavern not far away. It can be preliminarily judged that everyone is in disguise. The leader is temporarily unknown, and the number is temporarily counted as 21. Currently The ranks of the caravan personnel cannot be ascertained, and they are afraid of making mistakes."

As she said that, the female messenger sent a scroll to Lu Yu's stomach with magic power from under the table, took a sip from the flagon without any trace, and continued: "Your Majesty does not allow other messengers led by Ankana to assist you. Let me know your identity alone, so if you need to arrange, I may spend some more time, please forgive me."

Lu Yu unfolded the photo scroll, which was the structural diagram of the floor where the members of the caravan were. This tavern called Whale Shark was built like a small castle, with a masonry structure and luxurious interiors, but the passages were also complicated.

The messengers of Sligo are really strong in business, and they are not comparable to the rookies in the green shade collar.

"Your Excellency Gluttony, can I hear your plan?"

Lu Yu took out the method that he had confirmed with Sera a long time ago, and said, "Look for the night when the caravan personnel are concentrated, kill them in, and leave after killing them."

The female messenger coughed violently and sprayed mead all over the floor. Fortunately, such gaffes are very common in taverns. The waiter at the side walked over and mopped the floor calmly before walking away.

"If this is the plan, tonight may be suitable. As far as I know, they will finish their cargo today, and they will definitely return to the tavern to gather for the next step."

Lu Yu nodded, got up and was about to leave.

"Your Excellency Gluttony, don't you need me to help you?"

"You guys can't help, if you want... start now to create rumors of necromancers appearing in Ankana's territory."

After Lu Yu left, the female messenger took another two sips of wine before muttering, "Is this what the rumors say, the glutton?"

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The influence of Wittrow's in situ separatist rule is spreading to the entire Sligo, the blood of the former emperor, and Noel's sister Ankana is already restless.

Unlike other lords who can cut off at any time and rely on their location on the border and accumulation of territories to stand on their own, the territory her father bestowed on her is not far from Noel's ruling hub. The poison that made her sleepless and restless.

Regarding Noel's succession to the throne, none of the brothers and sisters are convinced. They don't understand why his father is so old and incompetent, and entrusts the empire to a fool who only knows how to eat, drink, have fun, and overindulge in sex. What aspect of him is worthy of his father's appreciation?

Even though the infestation and undead incidents were dealt with far beyond everyone's expectations, Ankana and others still believed that behind them was the result of the regulation of the Silent Ones. As the will of the empire, their power was enough to secretly reverse Noel's absurd actions. As a result, the situation will develop for the better.

Not only that... Noel even suggested that she set aside part of her territory to properly accommodate the migrating imperial refugees, and did not allow her to turn these people into slaves. What followed was that the old nobles who supported her were confiscated one after another. Territory.

She didn't like Noel, and she didn't like being judged.

"Contrary to what you might imagine, Noel is tricky and plans have changed."

Ankana was dressed up beautifully, like a gorgeous butterfly, while the person opposite her covered herself in a gray robe, and the only exposed cheek was cast with some kind of dark attribute magic, making it pitch black.

"Are you going to retreat? Although the Theocracy is in chaos, it is temporary. The Academy of Radiance is stronger than you imagined. The first-generation team left by Laurent is enough to stabilize the Theocracy for another 20 or 30 years. If that You can't strike while the iron is hot, and Sligo can't succeed, so your plan is just a fantasy."

The gray-robed man chuckled, and said in a sweet and moving voice: "Lord Ankana seems to be more concerned about the implementation of the plan than I am. As a member of the blood of the Four Great Powers, are you so impatient to see that day?"

"We each take what we need."

The gray-robed man just laughed, but didn't comment on this sentence. She said: "As long as the Theocracy continues to be xenophobic, it is only a matter of time before Sligo's split. But it will end sooner or later, as long as Sligo is not as strong as before, you will have an opportunity. During this period, you should obey Noel, and revealing your dislike prematurely will only make you suffer."

Ankana snorted coldly, she lifted the bangs covering her eyebrows and eyes: "I don't need you to teach me this."

"Now that the situation in Sligo is settled, it's time for us to go to the next destination. I hope we can really get what we need when we meet next time."

"No."

Leaving Ankana's mansion from the hiding place, two figures hidden in the woods appeared.

"The Nightmare Festival..."

Zhuoyan waved his hand and ordered: "Tomorrow morning, leave Ankana and continue southward to Port de Maurice."

"De Maurice...do you want to go back to the Church?"

Zhuoyan snorted angrily, and the person who asked the question immediately felt the pressure of powerful magic power, and he couldn't even move a single finger.

"When did you talk so much, go and do it."

After the two left in trepidation, Zhuoyan looked back at Ankana's mansion thoughtfully.

"For hundreds of years, a group of bedbugs that can only suck blood have been raised... It's been like this all the way, it's really boring, isn't there anyone or something that makes people excited?

She yawned violently.

Dirty Nightmare did not return to the Whale Shark Tavern immediately, but walked around Ankana Territory with great interest. During this period of time, the topic of popular discussion among the people was gluttony, and he gained unprecedented people after giving lectures in Sligo. Hope, but even so, there were not many serious rumors about him, such as the one she was listening to.

The storyteller is obviously a non-magical person who is not qualified to enter the arena, but he eloquently analyzed the two people's incongruity between the glutton and Selah's walking pace, and further deduced that Selah's god-chosen had passed in the morning light. Not happy, and finally came to the conclusion that gluttons have two faces.

Zhuoyan laughed straight away, she knew a thing or two about the power of gluttons, it might be fake to eat two sea monsters raw, but it is probably possible to eat one. It is understandable for foreigners to have cruel and terrifying eating habits. It is normal for such people to live together with Sera God Chosen, and conflicts of ideas lead to friction, but it is clear that the gluttonous eaters are here to teach this time. In any case, the focus of attention should not be Summon?

Yes, this is stupid people.

The fool she hates the most.

Watching these idiots put on an emotional performance is part of walking the Mera.

Dirty Nightmare immersed in it, listening to the various jokes of the glutton and the details of Noel's bed movement, watching the ups and downs of the crowd's emotions as the storyteller moves around, one by one can meet the next second reaction The face, and the strange laughter gathered together, Zhuoyan also laughed.

Fooling the people also has the function of fooling the people, for example, to please her.

She threw out a silver coin casually, watched the storyteller nodding and bowing to her, and returned to the Whale Shark Tavern contentedly, and entered her own room to rest her eyes with her eyes closed.

Unwilling to accept the rule of the four major kingdoms dominated by the human race, all major races that have long lived in the eastern part of Mela are taking action. The long-term rule made everyone afraid of the background of the great power, but the struggle that finally gave up reason in the entanglement has reaped incredible gains.

Just like the old school, the empire of Cordzon was actually a dilapidated house, a huge hole was easily poked out, and the seemingly indestructible line of defense was as fragile as sand.

After the disappearance of a generation of overlord dragons from Mera, the history of the human race's Lianzhuang seems to have ushered in a change.

Under the tide of magic power, every race has a chance to compete.

After the division of the four major kingdoms, each according to their own ability, it is an invisible rule set by the major races, but the nightmare is not optimistic about the effectiveness of this rule, why is it not as fragile as today's Cordzon?

It is necessary to cause greater turmoil in Mela before the end of the honeymoon period of the various ethnic groups, so that the four major countries will be scattered, otherwise it will still be difficult for the various ethnic groups to invade.

She was always thinking about planning and fell asleep tiredly at some point. When she opened her eyes again, her rich combat experience made her aware of the strange flow of magic power in the air.

The chill was spreading, and the fluctuations of magic power from the first floor began to be undisguised. The perception extended by the muddy nightmare found people who fell to the ground one after another, and they seemed to have fallen asleep.

The visitors who sowed death and unknown were continuing to climb the stairs, and the creepy howling made her frown.

"Necro?"

The guests on the second floor who felt something strange fell into a coma before they could make a sound, and the Necromancer continued to move forward without stopping.

Zhuoyan hurriedly released the signal to remind his companions.

"Scared~~~~~~"

The sharp screams of the evil spirits suddenly became passionate, as if they had received a clear instruction, and the spirit bodies that turned into mist and filled the corridor attacked overwhelmingly.

As soon as the members of the business group walked out of the gate, they were entangled and wrapped by countless spirit bodies, and the chill penetrated into the bone marrow, making it difficult for everyone to move.

"The turbid nightmare... my lord, help me!"

Rolling black mist overflowed from the turbid nightmare gray robe, and the billowing "black mud" shattered the wall, squeezed the wooden door and spewed out. Wherever it went, the spirit body cracked and dissipated into light particles.

In just a few breaths, the business group lost four people, and the corpses lay in a mess in the corridor, stuck by the door.

Zhuoyan saw a figure at the end of the corridor who also covered his body with a robe.

"Necromancer... No, you should have a companion, otherwise you would not be able to manipulate such a large-scale spirit body when you are far away from the venue." Zhuoyan used the black mist as his hand and crushed a spirit body he had caught. body, "It's not killing all the way up, but simply putting unrelated people into a coma... What do you want to do?"

Chaoyan walked forward confidently, easily sweeping away the screaming spirits along the way, as if bending over with a scythe to cut a handful of weeds.

"If you want to harvest suitable souls while asking for money, wouldn't that be a bit contemptuous?" Zhuoyan raised his hand violently, and the black mist condensed into a column, smashing fiercely at the necromancer not far away, making a dull sound bang.

The magic power surged, and the shock wave generated by the collision caused a gust of wind in the corridor, and the humming and humming violently blasted into everyone's ears, like the roar of evil spirits.

When the members of the business group were shocked by the power of Zhuoyao, she looked dignified.

In the dust of the explosion, a mercury pellet rolled out, and there were many crystal clusters wherever it went.

A coffin appeared silently at the end of the corridor behind the members of the business group. A dim oil lamp was carried in the coffin, and a skeleton wearing a black robe walked out slowly, bowing politely to the stunned members of the business group.

The fluctuations caused by the powerful mana utilization rate convinced Zhuoyan of his guess.

"Eight steps."

Hei Ying smiled and said, "You are also at the eighth level."

"Why are you attacking us?"

"Do necromancers need to ask why?" Soi Ying said contemptuously, "Your souls are delicious."

"It's not easy to tell the winner in a high-level mage duel. Are you sure you want to make things worse here?" Zhuo Nightmare smiled confidently, "Stay away from the place where the bones and spirits are stored, and you even need a companion to match you up , the weak necromancy can't even beat the seventh level?"

"You're confident, so why don't you try?"

The corners of Zhuo Yan's mouth raised under the black mist, and he said sharply, "Okay."

In an instant, the turbid nightmare melted into the darkness, dissipating without a trace like ink that entered the water, and neither sight nor magic power perception could capture how she moved to the side of the black shadow, as if taking away all the people present out of thin air for a while.

The black mist that spread out from under the gray robe was like a knife like a sword, piercing fiercely into the body of the black shadow.

Everyone in the business group desperately resisted the skeleton and the quicksilver ball. Seeing this scene, they thought they had the chance to win and the crisis was over.

Zhuoyan was surprised to find that even if she was close at hand, she couldn't see the necromancer's face clearly, but she just vaguely felt that he seemed to be smiling.

Fear spread in her heart, and because of her restlessness, the black mist on Zhuoyan's face disintegrated, revealing her unbelievable expression.

"What monster are you!"

In the dark mist that pierced through the body of the shadow, more than a dozen headless horsemen rushed out in a team, and the stunned Zhuoyan was hit head-on by the majestic and powerful horse and flew out.

It was updated at 3:30 in the morning (I wrote to me that I fell asleep, so I should get up and continue to update, I feel that my work and rest have been messed up again recently), so the chapter said Modo Modo