My summons are weird

Chapter 850 846. Kaitas the Demon Slayer

For the Dawn Territory, the Mist Demon once again gave up his body and turned into a camera, broadcasting the entire battle between the undead and the Zerg for the Dawn people.

Everyone in Chenxi felt their scalps numb, and many of them could already imagine the power that would be enough to destroy the world if the magnitude of both sides doubled.

Is this what the lord said, responding to natural disasters with natural disasters?

Many team leaders who know the details are curious whether the dip dye in the hands of Sera and Lulu can also be thrown out and used?

However, they still have one doubt that has not yet been resolved.

It is impossible for the spirits to gather together spontaneously. Lady Sera is still sitting firmly in the Dawn Territory at this moment, which proves that it was not her handiwork.

So where did these undead spirits come from, and who controlled them?

"[Return to reason]? Why are they willing to help us?"

Many Chenxi people were confused when they heard this familiar name.

As an emerging force in Mera that was struggling with the Forbidden Demon Sect not long ago, the idea of ​​returning to rationality is that facing death and feeling the call of the dead means being able to face the dirty world of the living with extraordinary rationality, and a state of consciousness that transcends Both life and death realize reincarnation on the spiritual level.

As a normal person, there is no need to deeply understand the true meaning behind this nonsense. The only thing that needs to be understood is that these people are the result of the high-ranking members of the Black Corpse Society being killed in the chaos.

Sarah's generous sharing of knowledge led to the rapid rise of the Necromancy School. Although it was suppressed by the major forces of Mera, it still tenaciously developed in this chaotic era. Returning to reason is Sarah's ardent admirer.

They firmly believed that Sarah was not dead, and the so-called killing by a summoner from another continent was nothing but nonsense. The truth was that Sarah was being chased and intercepted, making it difficult for her to show up and pass on knowledge as easily as before. Everyone, once the opportunity is right, she will return to Mera.

Serra found the higher-ups who had returned to rationality and told them...

I, Sarah, am back in Mera.

Not only that, it also brings you brand new knowledge, do you want it?

Then join me on that battlefield and find the secrets I hide behind death.

This kind of similar, I, Qin Shihuang, money-making scam simply makes people have no desire to complain. The senior management who has returned to rationality are not fools, so naturally they will not be gullible. Therefore, the members of the puppet team sent by Sera were not surprisingly treated as The villain who teases the Necromancer will be punished with death.

Until she told the details of a spirit manipulation technique.

During the Black Corpse Society, the circulation of this kind of knowledge was extremely limited and was only in the hands of some members. When they found out that everything was correct, they immediately treated the people from the puppet group as their honored guests and asked Sarah flatteringly. whereabouts.

"So, that is to say... Return to Reason, who is now hiding near the Dawn Mountains, has mastered the corpses and spirits of the people who have died in this land recently, and uses this as a basis to protect us?" Dusk widened. The eyes and little wings trembled.

As a sister, Huo Mu took a sip of sheep's blood to moisten her throat and corrected: "They are supporting Sarah, but don't think they are our reinforcements. They are just looking for the knowledge promised by the Necromancer Herald... Oh, their teachings It seems that they want to discuss the topic of facing death, and Sir Sera seems to agree with them by asking them to die."

"But they will definitely find something wrong. How can there be any knowledge waiting for them in the realm between life and death?"

Dusk's head still hadn't turned around, which made many people in the main hall look at him with a smile.

Sierra took a sip of tea slowly: "Knowledge is not important, Sarah's life is important to them. Every piece of knowledge I showed fit perfectly, and they couldn't help but believe it... Moreover, I did prepare a Give them some knowledge of the dead, but they may not be able to use it."

Saying that, Sera looked at Lu Yu, and the two of them laughed.

If they can understand and comprehend the knowledge of summoning the undead, they will find that having undead magic alone is not enough. They also need a summoner of equal strength and a high understanding of summoning.

Growing up under the silver maple tree, the former Chosen God who believed in the God of Radiance mastered the core power of necromancy. This was such a ridiculous thing that no one dared to think about. Returning to rationality, he was once again attacked by the spirit the next night. The same is true for the Oroen who attacked the body.

The battle between the swarm of insects and the undead begins again.

This time, after a large number of messengers disappeared, Oka finally knew the hiding place of these spirits, but when he marked it on the map, he frowned.

That place is clearly the sphere of influence of the Theocracy!

Is it the Theocracy that instigates the Necromancer to fight against Oroun?

This speculation was immediately dismissed by Newman. Although Laurent was dead, all the elders of the Glorious Academy were trained by him. They would not degenerate to the point of cooperating with the Necromancer, and the doctrine did not allow them to do so. .

But if this were not the case, why the Necromancer suddenly took action against Oroun became a problem again. Did he think that Oroen's appearance would destroy their foundation on this continent?

I have a headache, it’s really a headache.

Oka didn't understand how things could develop like this.

Is this Dawn Leader so difficult to defeat?

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There are people fleeing everywhere. They are carrying their only belongings, or a pile of tattered clothes, or a mouthful of dry and hard pancakes, or the ashes of their relatives. Their faces are full of sorrow, and their eyes are full of sorrow. Walking godlessly on the ground that is about to thaw.

The legs have been frozen into dark purple by the biting cold, numb and unconscious, as if they can't feel the pain from the soles of their feet. The soul has left the body and floated far away, leaving only the skins dragging the remains. , walking blankly.

Where to go?

have no idea.

Where can I find a corner where I can shelter myself from the wind and rain and sleep peacefully?

do not know either.

Dark clouds called despair hang over the heads of every refugee on the plain. From a height, the swarming population looks like... a period, and an ellipsis.

Not everyone was willing to accept Oraun's rule. In this regard, Oraun did not force it and generously allowed them to find their own way out.

There were huge crowds of people in Cordzon and Darth Milo, heading towards the city-state that still belonged to Mera.

At night, the refugees gathered together and built campfires to deal with the monsters and beasts that were also hungry in the cold wave, but with little success.

When I wake up, I can always see the strong smell of blood emanating from nearby camps, caves, or pits.

People would always wander closer, looking for debris that the monsters did not need from the chaotic place, or digging out one or two grains of grain and... pieces of meat from unknown creatures from the corners.

In this late-winter great migration of intelligent creatures, the fallen will soon disappear, and everyone tacitly agrees not to ask where they have gone... because those pitiful eyes are watching. Watching them.

A group of Summoners dressed in red and white robes, with red faces, smiled and pointed at the marching crowd.

"Guess who will fall first?"

"I'd better guess that little girl... her steps are sloppy, her face is pale, and she's skinny... Hey, she doesn't have much meat to feed the summons."

"I think it was her father. You see, he fed the last bite of food to the child and had to carry her on his back. I bet he wouldn't survive the night."

"You said, he is really hungry. If you feed him the meat we brought, will he eat it?"

"Interesting, this is much more fun than betting on who will become flesh and blood!"

The eyes of the flesh and blood summoners were shining, as if they had found a new toy, and they started talking with each other.

Frasoleya, who controlled the second legion that invaded Mela, was a legion commander with a high moral code. After initially stabilizing the order in the occupied area, she strictly prohibited the Flesh Fountain from acting privately.

A Flesh Summoner who violated the rules has become what they call "fodder", while Frasoleya only received a warning from the Senate, which forced the Flesh Fountain to restrain its desires and use other methods. Get flesh and blood.

Following refugee flows is the new way they have found.

As long as the death was not caused by their own hands, Frasoleya had nothing to say.

Adhering to this mentality, they happily enjoyed the suffering of the Mela people and regarded this long escape as their own playground. Now, they are about to try a new way of playing.

Taking a piece of sticky meat from the flesh summoner's mouth, the flesh summoners surrounded the father they were joking about without saying a word.

It was just an Orion man who was trembling all over. He protected the girl behind him and kept begging for mercy.

"Don't cry in a hurry. Don't worry, we are not demons and we won't do anything. It's just that we just made a bet with you, whether you would eat this piece of animal meat... You see, many of us have made a bet. The animal meat that I carefully collected is waiting for you to draw the prize...will you eat it or not?"

"me……"

As a hunter, the man recognized at a glance that this was not animal meat at all, and his face flushed with intense nausea. However, thinking of the vicious methods of this group of people, he did not dare to cough and just held his daughter's hand tightly.

"If you really don't choose... I can only let your child make the choice."

The flesh summoner, who had no patience anymore, picked up the meat, stood up, smiled and looked at the girl who was huddled behind her father like a baby bird.

How could an Orion who did not master magic fight against the magicians? He wanted to resist, but was pinned down on the cold snow.

"Didn't Frasoleya give an order telling you not to act rashly?"

The sudden sound made the flesh summoner who had already put his flesh on the girl's face turn around.

There was no magic-suppressing armor. The person who came was wearing a loose gray robe. His face was a little thin, his silver-white hair was cut neatly, and his eyes were bright, or... extremely sharp. The flesh-and-blood summoner felt that he was fighting against someone. The eagles looked at each other.

White smoke was blowing out from his nostrils under the high bridge of his nose. He didn't know whether it was because he was short of breath due to strenuous exercise, or because he was anxious because he planned to act bravely.

The Oroen people who visited Mera were all wearing armor, with almost no exception. The appearance of the person in front of them made the astonished flesh and blood summoners all look disdainful.

"If you know Frasolea, then you are a Mera who serves Oroun, right..." The flesh summoner suddenly cursed harshly, "Frasoleya is just that, who do you think you are!"

After that, he continued to force the girl to make a choice with the piece of meat.

Seeing this uninvited guest suddenly take a step forward, all the flesh and blood summoners summoned the summons in the distance to them. The refugees who had nothing to do with them fled collectively regardless of the night.

The gray robe moves automatically in the absence of wind, making hunting noises.

The moment the familiar demon-suppressing power began to flow, the flesh-and-blood summoner noticed something strange.

"Suppress the Demon, you are..."

"Kaitas Tephis, remember my name...I am what you call, 'The Thing'."

As he spoke, he appeared next to the girl at an incredible speed and covered her eyes.

Plop, plop.

The several flesh and blood summoners in front of him were split into two from the waist.

Until their death, they couldn't figure out... why the power of suppressing demons could be mobilized so quickly.

A gust of snow blew up, covering the body, and Ketas let go of his hand.

The man knelt gratefully to Keitas, but he stopped him. His face was filled with indescribable subtle emotions.

A few pieces of gold came out from under Ketas' robe and fell into the man's hand.

"Leave here as soon as possible...the war will spread soon."

The man looked at Kaitas in disbelief and said with a choked voice: "Lord Kaitas, in the future, if I have the opportunity, I will definitely repay you!"

Ketas raised his head melancholy, not letting the man see his face, and his voice was trembling: "No need... let's go, go quickly."

As he spoke, Keitas cast a wind magic that could accelerate movement for the man. As an Orion, the man who had been dealing with wild beasts all year round had never felt so light.

"grown ups……"

The girl's tender voice came from behind.

"Mr. Ketas, could you give us some silver coins?"

Ketas was stunned for a moment: "Aren't gold coins more valuable?"

"It's wartime now...gold coins need to be cast at a discount."

Ketas stared at the girl in astonishment. For a while, he laughed, smiled, and shed tears.

Wiping his tears, he said: "I'm sorry, I didn't take this into consideration. I'm sorry...here, there are some silver coins here, all for you."

"What a smart kid." As he spoke, Keitas touched the girl's head. "Listen carefully to your father's words. You will definitely become a great person... Although it is inappropriate, do you have any dreams?"

"have!"

"Tell me about it?" Ketas was about to leave, but when he heard the girl's childish and sonorous response, he couldn't help but stop and listen.

"Go to Sligo, learn magic, and then... drive away the invaders from Oroun!"

Keitas gave a thumbs up approvingly.

"I'll give you a chance." He said, taking out a book from under his robe, "Give this book to His Majesty the Emperor in Sligo. I think he will give you a chance to learn magic. ...If he asks you who gave it to him, just say...Ask the Commander of the Wendy Corps, if you remember, Demon Slayer Kaitas."