There Is Absolutely No Problem With My Summoning Technique

"Of course the name signed on the devil's contract is not my name." After Zhao Wuchen finished speaking, he waved his hand and magic missiles flew out.

The name Zhao Wuchen signed with his magic power was of course - Li Rong.

If I, Li Rongzai, kill you, it has nothing to do with me, Zhao Wuchen.

The top of the fleshy piece of meat, which was still squirming towards the remains of the angel statue, noticed the magic power fluctuation behind it. The top of its head squirmed, and a tentacle full of mucus with dead fish eyeballs hanging out looked back.

A lavender magic bullet hit him.

Roubu couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Haha, you were fooled after all."

"It's not that simple to sign a contract with a devil. Since you launched the attack, your soul is mine...what!"

Before he finished speaking, the magic missile landed on the fleshy body, and the light robe passive - the steel of the heart was triggered.

‘Bang’

The strong shock wave knocked over the pieces of meat, and the huge body crashed into the wreckage with inertia, stirring up large amounts of sand and dust.

The sound of flesh and blood exploding came.

Before the smoke and dust dispersed, the system's beep sounded next to Zhao Wuchen's ears.

‘Ding, the adventurer will destroy the lord BOSS-Gluttony’s clone, gain 30% experience as a level-up bonus, high-level demon’s eyeball x1, and the key to the confessional x1. ’

"The leapfrog bonus is only 30% experience, because this lord is in a weak state."

"Um?"

Zhao Wuchen felt a touch of soul in his sense of magic power that had not yet dissipated.

The fist-sized red soul light group slowly squirmed in the dust that had not dispersed, as if it wanted to escape from here.

Biting his index finger, the blood flowing out carved scarlet runes.

"God of Death, use my blood to sacrifice and listen to my prayers..."

When the soul in the sand heard the prayer, it looked horrified. It was obvious that it knew what Zhao Wuchen was going to do next.

The soul squirmed desperately, trying to escape from the scene, but the soul, which had just left the body and was in a weak state, could not escape at all.

"Human, do you know what you are doing now?"

Zhao Wuchen ignored the threat from his soul and continued to chant the prayer softly. “…Let the soul of sin return to silence and destroy its soul.”

The release of the Soul Extinguishing Technique was completed, and the dark green Death Scythe condensed behind Zhao Wuchen.

With a wave of the sickle blade, the soul was cut and divided into two, gradually dissipating into nothingness.

In a certain secret realm copy, a mountain-like mass of flesh trembled all over its body, and it felt it.

Part of his split soul has dissipated, and no connection can be detected.

"Damn it, who is it?"

The roar caused the earth to shake.

The countless demon servants at the feet of Meatloaf were so frightened that they could only keep their bodies low and did not dare to speak.

"Damn bug, don't let me find you..."

"Forget it, I'm hungry again. Useless trash, just use your flesh and blood to fill the vacancy in my soul."

After the words fell, countless thick tentacles stretched out and grabbed the demon servant at the foot of the meat mountain.

………………

‘Ding, the Seven Deadly Sins-Gluttony’s attitude towards adventurers has changed from hostile to unyielding. ’

Zhao Wuchen shrugged his shoulders. "There's nothing to be afraid of anymore."

The Death Scythe completed its attack in one blow, spinning gracefully in the air before swinging towards the half-soul wrapped in mucus lying on the floor.

"No, he's still useful."

Zhao Wuchen tapped his toes, jumped up, grabbed the handle of the sickle, and was staggered by a huge force.

Death's Scythe understood Zhao Wuchen's words, flew around Zhao Wuchen twice, and finally turned into green particles and dissipated in the air.

After the battle, Zhao Wuchen walked to Half Soul and squatted down.

He endured the fishy smell of the mucus and observed the state of his soul at this time.

"This soul is probably the NPC who started the hidden mission."

After all, a hundred years later, gluttony has not completely devoured this soul.

The appearance of the tortured soul is blurred, the eyes are empty, and it seems that it has lost its mind.

"Hey, he stinks so much. Your Highness Wuchen, let's clean him up first."

Qian's brows were slightly furrowed, a look of disgust appeared on her face, her nose was pinched, and a water ball condensed on the palm of her left hand.

Gatling Bodhisattva had already separated from the mecha's cockpit and was standing on the mecha's arm. Hearing Qian's words, he quickly spoke out to remind him.

"Mermaid girl, don't be ridiculous. This soul is very fragile now. It can be regarded as a miracle that it can maintain its shape."

"If it is so stimulated by the water element, it will probably turn into pieces and disappear into nothingness."

"Are you very weak? Let me take a look. I remember seeing the skill of restoring the soul before." Zhao Wuchen took out the Qi Yao Secret Book, quickly turned to the area of ​​moon (dark) magic, and searched slowly.

"I found it, it should be this soul restoration technique."

Enduring the feeling of nausea, he pushed aside the mucus covering Soul's chest and placed his palm lightly on Soul's chest.

This was the first time Zhao Wuchen touched his soul.

The touch of the soul is like sitting in a car, driving at high speed, reaching out and touching the wind.

It's like I can touch it, but I can't grasp it.

‘Hey, I must have awakened some strange fetish. Judging from the appearance of this soul, it is still male. ’

'I'm not GAY. ’

Zhao Wuchen shook his head to disperse the strange thoughts in his mind, and recited the prayer of 'Soul Restoration Technique'.

The palm attached to the chest emits light green light, slowly repairing the wounds of the soul along the chest.

The blurred face of the soul gradually became clear, and the empty eyes slowly regained their vibrancy.

"Um?"

Card came back to his senses and glanced at the strong arm on his chest. Following the arm, he saw its owner.

A young man wearing a strange mask and smiling strangely.

Card wanted to escape, but there was no feedback from his legs. When he looked down, he found that only his upper body was left. He supported the ground with his hands and stepped back.

"*** (Aishikaya expletive), stay away from me, you damn devil, what have you done."

"..." Zhao Wuchen did not respond. A water ball appeared out of thin air, cleaned the remaining mucus on his palm, and shook his hand.

"Is this your attitude towards your savior?"

"A savior?"

Card looked confused and looked around.

The corpses of several demon dogs were lying near the hall. Next to the collapsed and broken angel statues, countless pieces of meat were scattered.

He looked at Zhao Wuchen again and noticed that he was wearing white clothes that exuded the aura of the Holy Spirit.

"Lighting robe? Are you the brave man chosen by God?"

Card rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

‘Lighting robe? ’ Zhao Wuchen caught the key word.

"Impossible, these must be the devil's methods to confuse people's minds. You can't even think of deceiving me."

Card pointed at Zhao Wuchen, his face full of determination.

"Then this sword should be able to prove my identity."

Draw out the Holy Sword of Light.

The nearby souls were detected, and the entry for the Holy Sword to Dispel Darkness was triggered, and the sword's body shone white.

Card's spirit body felt a sting.

This feeling, could it really be a holy sword?

Zhao Wuchen injected magic power into the holy sword, and its brilliance became even brighter.

Card only felt that his newly recovered soul body was about to be melted by the light.

"Stop, I believe it, Lord Brave."