The Abnormal Life of the Summoner

"Ow!" The Griffin made a very painful sound, but it was not heart-piercing. It seemed that ordinary bullets could do limited damage to him.

Just as he was thinking this way, Chen Xi glanced at the griffon's stomach, and there were four red cuts, the thick hair was shot through, and the red blood became its lion fur.

"What kind of weapon is this? It actually hurt my flesh." The griffin was shocked and made a weird sound.

Chen Xi squinted his eyes. The M4 rifle could shoot through steel plates several millimeters thick at such a short distance. Griffins are made of flesh and blood, and the bullets only penetrated the flesh.

"His body is as hard as a steel plate." Chen Xi said to himself.

"Surrender, surrender to me." Chen Xi shouted, and let Xiaoyang and Tonggu King shoot again to suppress the firepower.

Da da da!

The M4 rifle fired quickly, and the 5.56mm bullet instantly hit the enemy within a distance of ten meters.

The Griffin was stunned, and felt severe pain continuously from his body. This was clearly a highly concealed magic weapon. Although he didn't feel the movement of the magic power, the huge lethality told him that he couldn't take bullets anymore. If you suffer too much, you will die.

His skin was thick and strong, but his internal organs couldn't stop those bullets. According to the rapid firing speed of those two metal objects, he would be shot through his body in no time.

Furthermore, there are still two metal weapons with longer barrels and larger metal weapons that have not moved. Just looking at the volume and metal texture, Mr. Griffin felt his hairs explode, and immediately surrendered: "I surrender, please don't Fight again!"

But it was too late when he shouted. Under the high-speed shooting of the M4 rifle, the existing bullet holes in the upper body of the Griffon pierced through the thick skin and flesh, and shot into the internal organs.

"Aww!"

Chen Xi nodded, and waited for two more seconds for his subordinates to shoot before shouting to stop.

"Do things well, you are usually not needed, and you have a lot of freedom. By the way, is your injury serious, and you won't be able to recover?" Chen Xi said.

In fact, he thought about transforming this griffin with necromantic magic, but the problem is that he has only learned the fluorescent spell, and he has not yet learned the transformation and soul spells, so he can't kill it now, it is still useful.

If the griffin was unbearable, the front of its body was beaten like a honeycomb, its legs were shot six times each, and its front half was shot thirty times. Its internal organs were pierced, excruciating pain.

Especially the beautiful head, after being shot ten times, a small part of the hair was knocked off, and the blood became the red lion head, which is no different from disfigurement.

"It's very important. I'm disfigured and my internal organs are rotten. You have to compensate me!"

"I have a lot of unused bullets here, what compensation do you want?"

Chen Xi patted the barrel of the Gatling gun under his feet, and then patted the bullet chain next to him. The bullets were densely packed one after another, seemingly endless.

The Griffin looked at his Gatling gun, then looked down at his own bullet hole, stretched his muscles, and squeezed the bullet out of his body.

When dozens of bullets hit the ground, the sound of metal hitting the ground was so crisp, especially the griffin blood stained on the bullets, which made Mr. Griffin feel scared for a while.

If all those bullets hit him, wouldn't it be over.

"No, no, no, I can recover from my injuries on my own, but after I recover, I have to eat meat. If I don't have meat, I will starve to death." Griffin hid aside, and he couldn't help lowering his head proudly.

From moment to moment, proudly, he had to admit that magic weapons were much more powerful than him, and he was already an adult, with no room for further growth, so he had no chance to make a comeback in this life.

"Meat, I'm afraid I have to eat a lot." Chen Xi said to himself.

"Yes, the griffin is the most powerful mount in our country. It is rumored that it can eat a ton of meat a day. Assuming that a pig is two hundred catties, it is equivalent to the weight of ten adult pigs here." Miss Mu explained .

"Eating ten pigs a day is a bit difficult to raise." Chen Xi's head hurts a bit, this guy has such a big appetite.

"That's when we eat so much during battle. Our griffin family has a strong digestive ability, and we can live normally after eating half a ton of food." The griffin corrected Mu Chenxi's mistake, screaming pain from time to time, after all, there is an internal organ was pierced.

At this moment, Chen Xi has seen the rebirth of flesh and blood from the bullet wound on Griffin's body, and the scars have begun to form. It is estimated that the wound will heal in ten minutes.

But the viscera and hair will not grow back in time. His beautiful hair is such a human hair. Every time a large piece of hair falls out is an extremely ugly symbol, and the internal injury also requires a long period of rest.

Griffin's face was very ugly, but he didn't dare to lose his temper due to the power of the hot weapon, so he could only hum in his heart, thinking that one day he would find a chance to slap the summoner to death.

"Since your wound has recovered, I will start the second summon in a while, and you have to help." Chen Xi reminded.

The griffin snorted, with an unhappy attitude.

Without saying a word, Xiaoyang pressed the trigger, a flash of fire flashed from the muzzle of the gun, and there was another bullet hole overflowing with blood on the Griffin's body.

The griffin was furious in his heart, but he had no choice but to bend his haughty lion head, and shouted loudly: "I know!"

Chen Xi nodded in satisfaction, then walked to the open space, took out the magic pen, and drew with his finger, the light path opened on the ground.

This is the second call of the day.

While drawing the summoning formation, Miss Mu touched the machine gun and suddenly asked, "Chen Xi, how many times have you summoned?"

Since the novice summoning array is very simple, Chen Xi didn't have to work hard when drawing, so he said casually while drawing: "I am summoning for the 22nd time now, and it was the 21st summoning just now, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I'm just curious about your summoning volume." Mu Chenxi shook his head.

"Do you want to say something?"

Miss Mu nodded. She did think of something, so she wanted to ask Chen Xi.

"I heard that the more times a summoner summons, there will be a very obvious watershed in strength changes. After the summoner crosses that watershed, his strength will explode."

"What do you mean, I don't understand, please explain more carefully."

Hearing these words, Chen Xi's drawing action slowed down a beat.

These stories are some short stories that Mu Chenxi found when she was learning the summoning technique. Because she longed for strength, she was particularly interested in stories about the counterattack of the weak. One of the short stories was about a summoner's counterattack.

"It is rumored that the more times summoners summon, they will be watched by mysterious beings in the dark. They will not appear in front of the summoner, but will only quietly interfere with the summoning technique, causing the summoner to summon a monster that is not the same as the summoning spell. Mouth weird stuff."

Mu Chenxi paused, and then said: "As a summoner, you should know that it is absolutely impossible for a summoned creature that is not compatible with the summoning spell.

Because the summoning array itself has a powerful screening ability, it is impossible to screen out an item that is completely incompatible with the characteristic words of the summoning spell. "

In the end, Miss Mu saw that Chen Xi's face was a little pale, and comforted her: "This is just anecdotal gossip in a book, and its credibility is not high. I think, your summoning array is so powerful, it is almost impossible for this to happen. kind of mistake."

It is the speaker who has no intention, but the listener has the intention.

Chen Xi's brain was running fast, and he thought of a sentence in the preface of "Don't Think About Summoning", which reads: "You never know what you are summoning..."

Chen Xi took a deep breath, and couldn't help shaking his hands, which happened to completely draw the summoning formation, and the white light shone on his face.