My summons are weird

The natural deep-water port does not have any docks or large buildings. It looks like a wild corner of the mainland, but the magic messenger who explored the surroundings found a piece of building ruins for everyone on the Requiem.

Maojing signaled Heather to stay on the boat. Although she didn't feel any strange aura, the goblin's reaction was unusual. Apart from being able to communicate with living beings without barriers, this brand-new race may also have powers they didn't know.

Gardner directed the sailors to quickly overhaul the Requiem, and asked one or two sailors with multilingual skills to move around with the magic messenger, hoping to obtain some location information-walking with the storm for nearly two days, and now they It has seriously deviated from the original course.

The ruins found by Mao Jing’s messenger are very close to the natural deep-water port, and the scale is small. The emerald green tree house decorated with vines and flowers can confirm that the owner of the ruins is a group of elves, and the root system supporting the tree house structure has not withered. , but the warm huts of the elves fell everywhere, and many of them seemed to be smashed by a huge force, and the splashed sawdust obliquely inserted into the surrounding ground.

In some unspoiled flower gardens, carefully cultivated and neatly arranged flowers are still striving to bloom in beautiful colors before winter comes, but more of them are swirling with the bleak autumn wind and flying into the air.

"Is this place just plowed by a storm? It's a mess." Gardner, who followed, looked at the mess of the place and was a little surprised.

"It might be worse than the storm." Mao Jing found blackened blood stains under the fallen tree house. "It should be three to four days ago."

After roughly estimating the number of tree houses at the scene, and considering the large number of single elves, Mao Jing guessed that there were at least 150 elves here when the incident happened.

"Natural disasters are merciless." Gardner sighed.

The cat wattle spit out a cloud of light mist, and messy black marks appeared on the ground immediately, as if someone was waving a mop soaked in ink on the ground: "I hope that what they encountered was a natural disaster."

Gardner's eyes widened: "What is this?"

"Blood, such a large amount of bleeding, I don't think it is a natural disaster."

"You mean, there was a massacre here not long ago?"

Considering that the goblin was shaking her hair, Mao Jing nodded, "It's just that I don't know why he has to clean up the blood so clean... some kind of special ritual?"

The collapsed tree house, the messy flower garden, and the "darkness" that was revealed by the light and mist around the surroundings, extending all the way to the distance, Gardner couldn't help shivering.

Good news came from the Requiem. Although the operation of the magic circle was damaged, it was not fatal. It only needed to carry some wood on board and reinforce some areas that were not strong enough to be tossed by the storm before starting again.

"Fortunately, although we don't know what happened here, we can set off again in two days at most." Gardner heaved a sigh of relief, "By the way, since you are from a distant foreign continent, do you know Noel? "

Mao Jing, who was still studying the blood, staggered and almost fell.

She turned her head in disbelief and asked, "I do know a guy named Noel, but maybe it's the same name."

"Oh, the Noel I'm talking about has something to do with fabric clothing."

Asking around in Anfeng City if anyone knows about Mera and Collet, everyone knows nothing, but Gardner, the captain of the Requiem, suddenly says this familiar name... Mao Jing's head is buzzing , she had to hold her forehead and stroke it well.

"How did you know him?"

"Oh, some time ago, I heard a group of big businessmen who returned from the Commerce and Trade Continent discuss that both Collet and Durdelan have his 'masterpieces', and they are very popular with magicians and nobles. Ordinary people are scrambling to follow suit, and there are even some adventurers who don’t want to wear thick armor, but also want to show that they are wearing Noel-style clothing..." Gardner tutted, "Although it feels like this group of people are just cheating. Other oceangoing captains invest, but I always want to check for myself."

Maojing has a headache. Is this world not normal after the outbreak of magic power? He is actually crazy about Noel's strange clothes...

Gardner didn't dare to follow the cat thorn anymore. Ever since he knew that he was stepping on a puddle of blood, he suddenly felt very unlucky.

There are always many taboos for people who go to sea.

The black mark passed through a small forest and disappeared without a trace in the open area. A clearly visible silhouette of a winged humanoid stood out on the ground.

The light and mist of Maojing can only show bloodstains, and it can stain the butterfly wings of elves with blood and leave traces...

"Listen, you should be able to feel that I am strong enough to protect you." Mao Jing pulled the goblin out of her hair and gently pressed her head with her fingers, "Tell me, what do you feel? ?”

"Friends... the same as me... friends, disappeared."

"The stench... makes me want to vomit."

Mao Jing was puzzled: "Your friend is an elf?"

The goblin shook her head, hesitated for a while, and pointed the way for Mao Jing.

Leaving the magic messenger behind, Mao Jing continued to track, and in a dense forest not too far from the ruins, she found a miniature tree house community.

However, its encounter was the same as that of the ruins on the shore, as if a deep pit had been left on the ground plowed by a giant, and only some of the exquisitely shaped miniature buildings were left that were not destroyed in the attack. To see a corner.

The goblin floated in the air, pointed to the ground, and cried, "My friend, it's gone."

Maojing quickly realized that this was a community of goblins, and there were a lot of them, at least one to two hundred goblins lived there.

The settlement location is close to the address of the elves, which seems to indicate that the relationship between the two ethnic groups is good, and there may be a symbiotic relationship.

A sudden attack by other races, a war launched?

The weeping fairy shuddered and hid again in Maojing's hair, and hurried footsteps appeared in the distant jungle.

The leading elf was wearing silver-white armor and had an extraordinary bearing. The team of dozens of elves formed an attacking formation in a well-trained manner the moment they sensed Mao Jing's presence.

"Sura's goblins are gone too!"

"This is already the fifth"

"Snake people, did the snake people do all this?"

Fortunately, Mao Jing happened to understand their language, and she immediately explained: "I also just came here, and the magical breath proves that the battle has passed for a long time, and it has nothing to do with me."

The leader, Mori Jing, said in a cold voice: "Human scholars once said that those who commit evil deeds can't help but return to the scene to appreciate their masterpieces. Your explanation is pale and powerless."

"It turns out that this is not the law of crime that can only be summed up by Laurent." Mao Jing thought to herself, feeling a little uncomfortable for some reason.

The ground trembled suddenly, and just as the word "earthquake" appeared in Mao Jing's mind, the fearful cry of the goblin hidden in her hair came into her mind.

"Scary, here we come."

"coming……"

"It's here, underground!"

Mao Jing's inner alarm bells were ringing, her magic power was completely unaware of what the goblin said, but her perception of penetrating the stratum was blocked by the thick earth and the magic power rising from the veins.

A huge dark red sphere broke through the ground, crushing all the elves under it at a speed that didn't fit its body shape, spinning at a high speed like a drill, and in an instant, the dozen or so elves who couldn't dodge became "fertilizers" that were thrown around. ".

The bloody scene and what happened without warning made many elves dumbfounded.

"This guy..." Mao Jing frowned.

The dark red sphere cannot be called a living thing at all. More than a dozen elves and dozens of goblins are adsorbed on its body surface, very much like a barbarian who takes the bones of the defeated as trophies.

It has no facial features, just like a piece of rotten meat with a soul, and it emits a shocking stench from all over its body. Just for a while, many elves' eyes were so irritated that they couldn't open them.

The highly corrupted body was dripping black mucus continuously, and crooked lines were drawn around the body. As it swung flexibly, the mucus splashed on a group of elves who wanted to confront it head-on, and immediately let them The shields of a group of careless elves were melted, and before Mao Jing had time to rescue them, they were pressed into a ball of flesh by the huge tentacles extending from the centerline of the spherical body.

Seeing it eating the flesh and blood scattered on the ground like no one else, watching him slowly repairing the flesh and blood that was cut off by the combined attack of the elves, Mao Jing thought of something, and she immediately released the messenger to extend the distance of perception, but wherever the magic power went, it could not Find the trace of the summoner.

Feeling the vagueness revealed by the magic power of this "monster", Maojing suppressed his nausea and flew around the big ball of flesh and blood, and found the magic power pattern near the belly button - a pair of eyes with no eyes. The elf bald summoner lowered his head and was fused here by the meat ball in a tortured posture.

"Another glutton?"

To deal with this kind of backlash summoner's summon, as long as the "core" that maintains its existence is defeated, the ritual will automatically wipe him out.

Mao Jing held up the dazzling light spear high, aimed at the position of the bald summoner, and charged up.

The godless eyes suddenly became clear again, and the tortured bald summoner suddenly raised his head.

Looking at each other, Mao Jing was stunned, for a moment he forgot to throw this killing blow.

What made her even more astonished continued, the bald summoner easily escaped from the meat ball, the flesh peeled off like glue, and he easily stood on the tentacles extending from the meat ball. Wrapped around the Summoner, the tentacles like umbilical cords lightly touched his body, but quickly retracted, as if trying to keep it, but they were afraid of breaking the rules and were extremely humble.

"The breath of the eighth level..."

The bald summoner took out a scroll from the side of his sticky clothes, and activated it without hesitation.

Maojing's reaction was quick. Just as the other party made the movement to pull out the scroll, the wind blade formed by the condensed high-concentration magic power quickly slashed across the bald summoner's dominant hand.

"Ugh!!!!!!"

Amidst the heart-piercing howls, the three fingers of the bald summoner's right hand were cut off a lot, bleeding profusely, but his will was extremely tenacious, and he insisted on not letting this episode affect the activation of the scroll.

A gust of wind blew up, dust flying, and a smear of yellow blocked Mao Jing and the Summoner, so that she could only see the huge meat ball looming behind the dust.

"Don't try to run!"

The huge meat ball turned into a copper wall and stood in front of Mao Jing. The blood-red mist it spewed covered the route Mao Jing was about to travel, and the perception of magic power was blocked.

As the meat ball spun and approached in a state of self-explosion without fear of death, Maojing heard the wailing and prayers of the surviving elves... She could not ignore it, she fell to the ground, and all the magic power was condensed into the shelter of light, and layers of light walls lingered Every elf that survived.

The moment she finished her preparations, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and the dissipated magic power swept across the surrounding woods. The trees couldn't bear the terrifying power and fell down like wheat.

The center of the explosion formed a crater that was three meters deep, and the soil that was thrown into the sky crackled and fell, like hailstones, causing faint ripples to appear on the dimmed shelter of light.

The escaped elves looked at each other in blank dismay. Regardless of their injuries, they knelt down on the ground, grateful for Maojing's selflessness and kindness.

Mao Jing didn't have time to reply to them. She quickly checked the released magic messenger, hoping that the bald summoner who fled in a hurry would not find this little tail.

But she was disappointed, the magic messenger was cleaned up by the other party without accident.

The bald summoner can use the most rational escape plan with the highest success rate at the moment when the situation is not good, and succeed, which has surpassed the vast majority of people who do not know how to judge the situation. He might not even be able to retreat unscathed in a single fight.

The goblin anxiously watched the pale-faced Mao Jing, touched her slightly cold face, hugged her neck, and channeled weak magic power to her.

Mao Jing warmed up for no reason. After leaving Meera, there were not many things that could make her smile.

"Don't worry, I'm fine, it's just that my magic power is overdrawn... My body is cold? Please, I'm a snake man. Although I'm mixed with humans, my body temperature still doesn't rise. Your understanding of terrestrial species is very lacking. "Mao Jing teased.

Heather hurried over with the members of the Star Knights, and saw Mao Jing sitting tiredly under the tree to rest, while a group of elves stood at a loss, she hurried forward and asked: "What happened, it has something to do with these elves ?"

Mao Jing clutched her still stuffy chest, and waved her hand: "It has nothing to do with them...the matter is very complicated...we need to go back to Meila as soon as possible, and tell Lu Yu what's going on...I always feel that he has one hand The power created is turning into a thorny curse."

The gluttonous insects are simply devouring the Summoner, looking for an opportunity to become a flesh and blood life.

As for the bald summoner who was fighting her, what he did was more like actively merging with the flesh and blood summoner, and using some of the power of the flesh and blood summoner to complete his own growth and strengthening... Mao Jing couldn't understand it, but if it continued like this, sooner or later It will evolve into a new natural disaster that can be called a "flesh and blood disaster".

"I hope that you have the ability to restrain the demons you released..." (End of this chapter)