My summons are weird

Wait...Shadow?

Zhiwen was stunned: "You used your racial talent? Shouldn't this be forbidden? Why can you still advance?"

"Whoever used the racial talent, used it!" The dark elf was already very angry with Teeth's Leeroy behavior, but now he was suspected of breaking the rules, and he immediately jumped up.

Zhiwen shrank his head: "What you said..."

A gray slime with a hint of purple in it was held out by the dark elf from behind. The tightly wrapped slime couldn't wait to spit out some deep black mist as soon as it breathed.

Zhiwen was surprised to find that where the black mist dispersed, the surrounding scenery was hazy.

He swallowed and made a bold guess: "This dark elemental slime... helped you... will they provide assistance?"

The dark elf glanced at the teeth pattern with disgust, but his hands kept on gently rubbing the slime in his arms: "After watching the seventh-level and sixth-level trials, and then personally participating in the fifth-level trials, I can actually still fight against it. Are Morning Lord’s intentions so insensitive?”

"Level 7 and Level 6 are both high-level. The higher the level, the more cautious the attitude towards actual combat, and the more inclined to decide the outcome outside the game. Therefore, Chen Xi led them to a scenario where they collide in actual combat without worrying about failure and death."

"Below level five is strictly speaking a low level climbing to the current high-level standards. Therefore, the trial themes set by the Dawn Lords are 'encouragement to learn' and 'introspection'."

"The infiltration brought by the magic wave is rapid and violent. Most people's advancement is just to adapt to the times, rather than improving themselves. The Dawn Leader is forcing us to re-examine the details that have been ignored during the rapid rise. And subtly mention some things that should be paid attention to in actual combat and spell casting. Only the ignorant will complain, and the knowledgeable people will only be grateful. Some people hide these details, and low-level magicians can only rely on themselves. Probability is hard to fathom.”

Zhiwen touched his head: "I have guessed these... What does this have to do with slime helping you?"

The dark elf rolled his eyes disdainfully: "The attributes match, and they cooperate with each other! You don't think that the slime is not chosen carefully, do you?"

Zhiwen was stunned. Thinking back carefully, when he made the choice, he did not see any slimes with the attributes of light and dark.

So where did the dark slime in front of me come from?

"I applied." The dark elf raised his head proudly, "From the first day of the trial, I discovered that the trial judges, including those Dawn Guide dolls, will patiently answer the questions of the trialists - as long as you don't put them Treat him as a simple tool to manage trials."

"So after the dark slimes in my area were selected, I took the initiative to apply for one. After the Dawn Territory quickly allocated them, I vaguely realized that these slimes would have a more significant effect on the trial, otherwise the referee would You can answer 'just take what's left'."

Zhiwen's head was dizzy: "Just such a detail, you guessed that slime can help in the battle..."

"Of course it still needs practice and combination, but in short, I did the right thing. It does fit with my attributes. It will be attracted by my magical aura, and finally take the initiative to release the twisted dark elements for me..." As he said that, he secretly The elf clenched his fists tightly, "Although it doesn't last long, every time I release it, it allows me to take a breather from the puppet pursuit. Coupled with my exquisite control of the shield magic..."

The dark elf's fist crackled, and his teeth immediately shrank when he heard it.

Yes, it's him, that's him.

At the critical moment, he got down on all fours and made a big charge. He pulled out more than ten dolls of hatred and gave the dark elf a big gift.

No matter how smart the Dark Elf's brain is, how well he can understand the thoughts of the Dawn Lord, and how talented he is, it only takes half a day to skillfully control the tattered shield magic, use the aftermath of its shattering to reflect the puppet, perform group sputtering, and instantly disintegrate. The mobility of the doll...

Excellent, but meaningless in the face of the magnitude that dentation brings.

She was not far from success. After being surrounded by dolls and beaten violently, she could only show her teeth in pain and screamed for the portal to save her.

Returning to the camp in embarrassment, she actually subconsciously imitated the pattern of teeth and crawled in darkness - a mad person can completely abandon his image.

"Lord Lu Yu, this is the information submitted when she applied."

Lu Yu took the scroll in Herola's hand and browsed it quickly.

Antelope comes from an inconspicuous dark elf tribe called "Frostwind" on the east side of Mera.

Regarding this tribe, Zhuoyan Communication informed that it had been destroyed by a natural disaster as early as the early stage of the magic wave.

Most of the races on the east side of Mera are grouped together in the form of tribes. Therefore, after the destruction of Frostwind, they will naturally join other dark elf tribes. It is unknown whether they will be excluded.

What can be confirmed is that Lingqiang has not joined any tribe. After all, such an outstanding ability must have impressed Zhuomeng when she was still there.

Zhiwen has a good temper. As a cat-eared person, he rarely gets angry, and he doesn't regard Dark Elf Antelope as a pure competitor, so even if the opponent grabs his collar and chatters to vent, his reaction is very dull.

However, in the eyes of Zhuo Xiang who was observing the scene, this was a situation that needed to be prevented. It would not be a good idea if a quarrel caused a conflict and then escalated into a direct conflict.

"It's okay, there's no need to stop it." Sera also appeared near the scene and stopped Zhuo Xiang's actions. "Perhaps, everyone is watching...especially Lulu."

Zhuo Xiang looked puzzledly at Teeth, who started to talk back, and Lingqiang, who was still chattering... What's so good about this?

"Look at yourself...your past self." Sera sighed.

Looking back at the past with the noisy sound of the two people, Sera couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

It has been the eighth year since Lu Yu came to this world. After this winter, it will be the ninth year.

The magic wave has been erupting for seven years.

Before I knew it...a long time had passed.

About fifteen years ago, she first met Lulu, who was still with Tanya. At that time, she had already shown her talent as a magician, but to truly make everything come true, to become famous as Meira, she had to go back. Go to Solon to compete among the rising stars of the four great nations.

On that day, it was also such a grand stage. Under the spotlight, Lulu easily swept her opponents with her undoubted strength.

Even the old nobles, who were as arrogant as Meira, and the leaders of the school of thought, who were as corrupt as Meira, couldn't help but stand up and cheer for her performance.

The youngest seventh-level magician (although she used Sayer's trick), the fastest magician in history, the most undisputed first in the Rising Star Competition... At that moment, she had the attention of all Meira, and she was She gained the name of [Crimson Witch].

And this was almost ten years ago.

Tanya's abandonment, her frustrated living alone, her explosion away from Mela, and her long journey back to Mela all happened within two years.

Mela was in turmoil, and seven years of turmoil followed.

Laurende's departure, the reappearance of the disaster, and the appearance of the snow monster accelerated the fall of the older generation of rulers. Under the continuous erosion of the magic tide, the youngest group of rulers in the history of Mera appeared.

Ten years ago, Sierra was thinking about visiting Lulu’s house and finding an opportunity to rub her cheek again.

Noel kept fighting on the bed.

While Zenil was saving up for himself, he sent an invitation to Sera to "conquer".

Tanya is still thinking about the bright future that Lulu will bring to her.

Royer was still traveling around Mera with Charem, and Royer held the sleeping doll's hand in front of him and quietly left his footprints.

Kelaya was still praying in the chapel, and Mao Jing was worried about Laurende's recurring illness.

Ten years later, they sat on the observation deck and saw the same outstanding magician sweating like rain, trying his best for the few opportunities.

Just like his free and unrestrained self, he laughed and cursed - except for Zenil, who had always been a statue.

The geniuses who were once qualified to enter the Rising Star Competition have grown up, and bright new stars will rise again. Time flies, and everything seems like yesterday.

It wasn't just Sierra who was feeling emotional. On the observation deck, there was a rare silence. Everyone seemed less interested in Ling Qiang's message. Instead, they were watching the quarrel between the two with great interest... It seemed like they were back to the past.

"Do you think...are we old people?" Noel suddenly said.

"Why, you haven't realized that you are ready to become a middle-aged man?" Lu Yu asked, "I know very well that I am already a middle-aged man."

"I think we can redefine the age category of 'middle age'." Noel hesitated.

Lu Yu felt that Noel's twisted mentality was like a person who was approaching middle age and realized that he had accomplished nothing. He was timid and unwilling to admit it. He looked at the approaching birthday and took off a year from his age with resistance and self-paralysis. , pretending to be still young.

It was an emotion that shouldn't appear on Noel, but it was in line with common sense.

Zeniel was stunned by this gesture, and then the statue laughed heartily.

Including Tanya, even Leticia, the person on the pillow, has never seen Zeniel laugh so heartily.

"Noel, it turns out that you also have such a weak side. Is this okay? We have all seen it."

Noel snorted disdainfully: "Isn't it normal for me to be afraid of aging? If my physical fitness declines, how can I happily appreciate beautiful girls... In fact, just thinking about how old and frail I look will make normal people afraid. .”

"No, no, no, what we are afraid of may not be the same thing as you." Royer interjected.

"No matter what you say...we are considered the older generation in front of them, right?" Noel pointed at Ling Qiang, who had collapsed on the ground due to exhaustion, and the aggrieved Big Cat Teeth. Vin, "I still remember that every time the Rising Star Competition is held, the most common voice among the magicians is denial."

"Denying the strength of the new generation, denying their talents... It seems that denying them will make you appear better and superior."

Lu Yu said: "After all, it is easier to belittle others than to improve yourself."

"How do you think they compare to us back then?" Mao Jing asked with interest.

A creature with a long history suddenly asked such a question, and everyone present could not help but fall into deep thought.

Fagutar, who had just returned from the trial, was also curious about the answers from Lu Yu, Lulu and others.

Lulu was the first to speak: "I always believe that the future will always be full of hope... Didn't Meira's ups and downs also give birth to silence and me?"

"If no one after me can surpass the shackles of the ninth level... that would be too cruel."

Vanessa used to think so too.

If after she and Sayer, there is no ninth level in the world, and no one can pry into the secrets above the level... She doesn't want to see such a world.

Noel sighed: "Of course I hope that the younger generation will be stronger than us and spiral... Even if I have to face the end of being eliminated in the end, it is better than returning to isolation. I hope that one day I will be old and frail. , being able to watch this group of more energetic people lead the empire forward, and let me, who have lost my imagination and creativity, see what kind of magnificent knowledge there is beyond my reach... Otherwise, I would have spent all these years. All your efforts will be in vain.”

"Although I am reluctant, I am willing to agree with you this time." Tanya said, "I don't want those who come after me to be like my father..."

Zenil just smiled and didn't answer.

This was probably the smile he had the most all day.

Zhiwen and Lingqiang didn't know yet what kind of confusion and emotion the two people's quarrel had caused in the people on the observation deck. Although they had collapsed from exhaustion, the aftermath was still rippling in the hearts of those people. With.

"Master Serra saw the shadows of himself and Master Lu Yu in them?" Zhuo Yan suddenly said.

Sera trembled suddenly and glanced sideways at Zhuo Xiang.

Zhuo Yan immediately lowered his head like an ostrich.

"Why can't it be me and Lulu?"

"You and Lady Lulu will not quarrel."

"..."

After a while, Sera "praised" and said: "Zhuo Xiang, I found that your adaptability is getting better and better. When you came to the Dawn Territory, you were trembling for fear of being eaten by Lu Yu. After becoming a maid, you worked hard. Now... ...I also discovered the skill of making complaints. It’s too humiliating and I shouldn’t be a maid.”

Zhuomeng broke out in cold sweat.

The friendly atmosphere of the Dawn Territory is naturally easy to accept people, and it is also easy for people to criticize the three lords who have no pretensions... Meera can tease, can't the Dawn people?

The relationship between Lu Yu, Lulu, and Sera has been discussed privately within the Dawn Territory. If it weren’t for the large number of Theocracy personnel who built the infrastructure of the Dawn Territory, and the conservative and ascetic nature of the Theocracy’s blood, It's still working... There should be someone besides Sigrid, Dusk, or Herola to expose this.

Now that Lord Lulu is pregnant, it is normal for everyone to have wild imaginations. After all, Lord Sera's attitude has long been different from before... quarreling with Lord Lu Yu seems to be a distant memory.

Seeing that Sera was silent, Zhuo Xiang's brain suddenly gave a strange signal, prompting her to speak again.

"Anyway, Sir Sera likes these two adults very much, doesn't she?"

"..."

Sierra spoke slowly: "I just discovered today... that you are really good at talking." (End of Chapter)