There Is Absolutely No Problem With My Summoning Technique

"This ring has witnessed the contract between us. Do you want to give it up?"

The soft face pressed against his own, and a faint scent of roses came from behind.

"You know, if I hadn't lost the ring, I would have been drained of my magic power just now and turned into a mummy."

"No one wants to carry around a time bomb that could explode at any moment, right?"

Shia is like the big sister next door.

Not caring about his divine majesty, he picked up Zhao Wuchen from behind.

With a height of 1.9 meters, Zhao Wuchen's feet left the ground.

Her voice was soft, with a hint of coquettishness in her tone. "I was wrong this time, and this will never happen again."

Zhao Wuchen was speechless. In the final analysis, this god of death with ever-changing personality was still greedy for his own soul.

Seeing my beloved little apprentice, I didn't say a word.

Sia felt that he was still sulking at herself.

"Then, I swear by the god of death..."

"Put me down."

Zhao Wuchen struggled a few times and found that Xia easily escaped from her embrace without exerting any force.

"Dear little apprentice, have you forgiven me?"

"...Aren't you asking questions knowingly?"

"Asking knowingly?"

"Yes, isn't Master Shia able to read minds?"

"Hehe, I just want to hear it from your own mouth~"

Zhao Wuchen shrugged helplessly, and Xiao Xiong spread his hands. "I forgive you this time, okay."

After hearing this, Xia happily kissed Zhao Wuchen on the face, and then held his left palm.

"You want to do..."

Cold fingers touched Zhao Wuchen's lips, interrupting his words.

With a wave of his finger, the Death Contract that fell in the ruins turned into a red stream of light and returned to Shia's hands.

"This is our contract, good disciple, you must cherish it, and don't throw it away casually like this again."

Above the ruins, the bright moonlight fell.

Sister Yu stuck behind the young man, grabbed his palm, and put the ring on his middle finger.

The heart beats faster.

In the silent night, the sound of beating heart was so clear.

‘What the hell is this heart fluttering about? ’

Zhao Wuchen shook his head, dispersing the random thoughts in his mind, and noticed that Master Xiya looked at him teasingly with a smirk on his lips.

‘It’s bad, this bad woman has the ability to read minds. ’

"Good disciple, my teacher is not a bad woman."

‘Okay~~~ You can read minds, you are amazing. ’

The two were silent for a moment, and a spatial crack suddenly opened behind Xia.

A strange roaring sound came from inside the crack.

"Tch, it really wasn't the right time."

Xia looked dissatisfied and reluctantly let go of Zhao Wuchen in her arms.

"It's time to say goodbye again."

Little bits of dark green light drifted away.

Before Shia left, she suddenly turned around.

"I didn't use mind reading on you. Through your cute expression, I can guess your inner thoughts right away."

Zhao Wuchen curled his lips. ‘Tsk, who are you kidding, you wicked god of death. ’

"Hehe, I didn't lie to you."

Look, you said you didn’t use mind reading.

"Goodbye."

Xia smiled coquettishly, the Death Scythe appeared in her hand, and she stepped into the space cracks gracefully with black high heels on her feet.

"After all, you can already be considered one of our own."

Unfortunately, the voice was so subtle that Zhao Wuchen couldn't hear it clearly.

Seeing that the space crack was completely closed, he rubbed his somewhat hot cheeks.

"The dungeon of Fallen Temple is now complete. Let's take a good rest for a few days."

"These few days of rest are just in time to write out the dungeon strategy."

Stretching, Zhao Wuchen used his magic power to communicate the portal mark back to the city.

It was as if he was aware of the departure of his mortal enemy.

A white stream of light flew quickly and landed on Zhao Wuchen's right hand.

"Um?"

Looking down, he saw that the Covenant of Light that he had discarded before was already on the middle finger of his right hand.

Zhao Wuchen wanted to take off the ring, but the ring was firmly attached to his middle finger.

"Go away, who wants your broken ring?"

"Buzz."

The covenant of light made a sound.

Zhao Wuchen actually felt the grievance coming from the ring.

After absorbing a small amount of magic power, the mini light angel floated.

She lowered her head, like a little daughter-in-law who had made a mistake, full of grievances.

"You're not begging for my forgiveness, are you?"

Xuying pointed to his heart, clasped his hands together, and made a gesture of admitting his mistake.

"..."

"Forget it, if you continue to absorb my magic power without my consent, I will directly use the decomposition machine to destroy you. Seriously, I'm not kidding."

"Uh-huh."

Xuying nodded repeatedly and beat his chest to express his determination.

"Okay, weird things happen every year, especially this year. I can sort out weird things like equipment fights,"

Zhao Wuchen touched the back of his head and checked the attributes of the Bright Pact.

promise of light

Equipment level: unique

Equipment requirements: LV 0 (designated owner: Zhao Wuchen)

Intelligence +25%

Spirit +25%

HP +50%

MP +50%

Equipment skills:

1 Guardian of Light. [Increase the wearer's physical/magical defense by 20% and increase light element resistance by 50%. 】

2 Blessings of Light. [Increase the casting speed of light element magic by 100%. 】

3 Guardian Angel. [Increase 100% healing bonus and life recovery speed. 】

4 Covenant of Light. [The lifespan of the wearer ends naturally. After death, where does the soul go? ? ? , reincarnated as? ? ? The guardian knight. 】

(Thank God for the gift. Mortals can secretly rejoice. The God of Light’s eyes have always been on you.)

Good guy.

Zhao Wuchen called him a good guy.

Light and darkness are naturally at odds with each other.

Fighting between rings is not without reason.

"It turns out that in the dream, the angel who looked down on his face was the so-called God of Light..."

After reading the last attribute of the ring, Zhao Wuchen only felt a big headache.

Think about it.

These two gods observe their daily lives from time to time by giving them rings.

Zhao Wuchen shuddered.

"It turns out that these two gods are greedy for my soul."

It was as if he heard Zhao Wuchen's words.

The Covenant of Light made a 'buzzing' sound of dissatisfaction.

The skull decoration on the Death Pact glowed red.

"really…"

Zhao Wuchen helplessly held his forehead. "These two are not only voyeurs, they are bad women."

"Forget it, it's messed up. There is an old saying in the Yan Kingdom that the ship will straighten out when it reaches the bridge."

"When I die, whoever has the biggest fist will take over the ownership of my soul."

"As I said before, I, Zhao Wuchen, like to watch women fighting the most, pulling my hair out, haha."

Running the magic power, communicating with the transmission beacon, the blue portal opened, and Zhao Wuchen stepped into the door with a smile.

The soldiers guarding the door noticed the teleportation fluctuations.

He gave a military salute to Zhao Wuchen who walked out of the secret copy.

"Major Zhao, you finally came out."