The Abnormal Life of the Summoner

These three portraits are the faces of middle-aged uncles, one face is thin, one has square features, and the other is a man with a cold face who looks expressionless.

The three lifeless portraits were placed there, and the air suddenly became cold.

Of course, that was an illusion in my heart. In fact, the air temperature did not drop.

Lian Xingwei didn't start the game right away, but glanced at the time, and there were still five minutes until 24 o'clock in the middle of the night.

"Everyone, this is just a general live broadcast channel. Since the live broadcast signal will be dispensable after the game is started, I will now open a magic live broadcast for the highest-ranking mages of the Mage Alliance, as well as other means of observation. I will know whether I am alive or dead, and those who are free can follow their social accounts and the like to get the latest news."

After all, Lian Xingwei spent the high-level magic power in his body to start a continuous private channel live broadcast.

Chen Xi also received a continuous magic channel, which was a request from the archmage to start a video call with him.

In fact, this is not necessary, because he has already sent a ghost king to the side of the archmage, as a ghost-shaped camera for cross-border observation.

"Hey, can Master Chen see it?"

"Yes, my ghost king can also see."

"That's fine, but I still feel unsafe. I heard that Master Chen has a very stable summoning contract. Why don't you use it on me?" Lian Xingwei asked.

Summoning is not recorded in the Temple of Pseudo-Dharma, but the word summoning has been mentioned in some historical documents and magic books, so Lian Xingwei knew by chance that Chen Xi was a summoner.

The profession of summoner is too dangerous, and he is also an eighth-level mage. He has magic-absorbing grass to ensure that the magic power in his body will not be too high, so he has no idea of ​​becoming a summoner. Instead, he is interested in Chen Xi's barrier-free cross-border communication.

"All right." Chen Xi said.

His summoning technique is very convenient. He first asks the opponent's real name, then uses his real name to summon him, and then sends him back to the original place after summoning with the summoning circle. an archmage.

The effect of the summoning contract is quite weak, as long as there is a strong sense of resistance in his heart, the summoning contract can be torn up, and he is not worried about Chen Xi threatening him.

After finishing the preparations before these observations, the time came to the last ten seconds.

He put the black pen in the middle and lit a candle casually.

People across the country held their breath and stared intently at the center of the live broadcast room. The black pen was so dark that it seemed like an abyss that swallowed people inside.

The flame of the candle burns slowly, and the bright yellow-white fire column is steady, indicating that there is no wind in the room.

The location chosen by the great mage Lianxing was the scene where they played the supernatural game for the first time, the simple dormitory on the construction site.

That small dormitory was originally buried in history, but who was the archmage, he immediately used a lot of manpower and material resources to restore the supernatural game scene at that time.

In order to ensure the authenticity of the environment, he also replanted the houses, ground, grass, etc. within a few hundred meters of the surrounding area.

This kind of big method could not be done in the past, but his strength is close to that of a half-step magic god, and he can do most of the restoration work with magic.

From the day the game came out to today, it took less than two days in total, and the restoration efficiency can be said to be very high.

Some people who knew the inside story of restoration had their eyes flickering, thinking of their lost lovers or good brothers, and suddenly felt that they had a chance to see them again.

While thinking about it, the time went to zero o'clock every second.

When that time came, the night outside the prefabricated dormitory became more intense, as if the grass outside had disappeared, and only a cloud of black mist shrouded there.

A ghost king appeared beside the archmage. It was Chen Xi's ghost king. He was in charge of possessing the body of the archmage and observing the surrounding environment.

In the eyes of the ghost king, when the building reached zero hour, it suddenly became very gloomy, with all kinds of sinister winds surrounding the house, and some black fog shrouded the outside.

Those black mist are nothing but Yin Qi covering the whole world, and the inexplicable increase in Yin Qi may be the reason why the supernatural game is starting.

"Here, the color of the candle has turned purple. I will watch this candle. Everyone wishes me a long way, and hope I can see my parents again." After the archmage finished speaking, he began to stare at the purple flame .

In the live broadcast room, a bunch of tourists and fans swiped presents, big rockets and small rockets all sent each other, and banners were stretched out, saying "I wish you success" and "Save your parents" and other words.

At this time, the younger sister who was watching the live broadcast shouted loudly: "Ah, there is so much black fog, I can't see clearly."

Chen Xi looked at the live broadcast room, the camera was shrouded in a faint black mist, the color of the mist gradually deepened, and it was about to be impossible to clearly see other people playing supernatural games.

Everyone only saw that hazy figure seemed to be thinking about something, but the fog covered everything, and the darkness covered the only thing that ordinary people could observe.

"Brother, is your Ghost Catching Talisman still useful?" Xiao Tang asked.

Chen Xi is multi-tasking here. On the one hand, he observes the ghost king's perspective of catching the ghost talisman, and on the other hand, he uses the summoning contract to communicate with the other party.

Let me talk about the ghost king's perspective first.

From the ghost king's perspective, he saw a gust of wind blowing outside first, and the wind blew in countless black mist, covering many sight lines, which was also the main reason why the camera couldn't capture anything.

Not only the camera couldn't capture it, but the King of Ghosts couldn't see the scene shrouded in dark mist either.

Originally, the Yin Qi was misty and misty, but the black mist in front of him was different. Its shading degree was the same as the black mist in the ghost world.

Archmage Lian Xingwei was shrouded in this cloud of black mist, so that even the ghost king couldn't see his body clearly.

Now the ghost king is still possessed, and immediately asked the great mage's heart: "Brother Lianxing, how do you feel now?"

Lian Xingwei said strangely: "I don't feel anything, I'm still looking at the candle flame."

"Oh." Chen Xi replied.

Let's talk about the summoning contract perspective.

Chen Xi saw that the scene was also covered in black mist. When the black mist had not reached 100% shading, he vaguely saw the frames of the three portraits trembling, as if something unknown was being born.

Afterwards, black wrapped everything, making it hard for him to see clearly.

"Brother, you are talking, don't just look at yourself."

"Oh, I forgot, I'll show you guys now." Chen Xi said.

He first summoned a pool of lake water with water magic, and then used mind projection magic to project the two live broadcasts he saw in his memory into the lake, split them and send them back.

The parents and sister immediately saw the latest scene. From Master Chen being shrouded in black mist to the pure black scene, everyone was confused.

It was also at this time that Chen Xi felt that his summoning contract was showing signs of being unstable.