There Is Absolutely No Problem With My Summoning Technique

Zhao Wuchen glanced at the summoned beasts behind him and nodded solemnly. 'It's about to begin...'

The parchment scroll was not as tough as it looked, and the devil's invitation was torn into pieces without any effort.

The invitation that was divided into two parts gradually became hot, and Zhao Wuchen subconsciously threw it away.

"Dangdang..." The crisp bell rang.

A breeze blew up in the windless training room, blowing up half of the invitation fragments on the ground.

Qian let out an exclamation. "Your Highness Wuchen, be careful!"

He grabbed the fragment of the invitation that blocked his vision, and the devil appeared silently in front of him.

The demon is 2 meters tall. Under his brown-red skin, you can vaguely see the flow of fire.

The right horn is broken, and an iron mask without any patterns is attached to the face.

A bone kerosene lamp is carried, which is also the source of the bells.

In the field of vision under the elemental structure, countless fire and dark element particles are rapidly produced.

"Identification Technique."

Eamonn

grade:? ? ?

HP:? ? ?

MP:???

On the light screen, except for the devil's name, only a series of question marks remained.

"..." Zhao Wuchen fell into silence, thinking about what to do next.

Eamon discovered the magic power of identification and looked at Zhao Wuchen with blood-red eyes.

"..."

There was one demon and one person, no one spoke, big eyes stared at small eyes, and the atmosphere was awkward for a while.

‘What’s going on with this demon? He doesn’t look very smart. ’

‘What a terrifying aura, this devil is not easy to mess with. ’

'The gap in combat effectiveness is huge. Xiao Green cannot defeat the target and starts to calculate other plans...'

'Ahem, Wuchen boy, the poor monk thinks that Thirty-Six Strategies is the best to go first, before the devil can react. ’

The summoned beasts kept communicating within the soul link, and finally came to the conclusion to escape.

Eamonn couldn't stand the silent atmosphere, and a deep voice came out from under the iron mask. "Human, what do you want?"

Zhao Wuchen did not put forward any conditions, but asked: "Is this transaction fair?"

"It depends on what conditions you put forward." Eamon did not answer directly.

Did you throw the question back to me?

Zhao Wuchen lowered his head and pondered.

Sure enough, no matter how stupid it looks, the devil's nature will not change. Let's test it first.

"What if I just want an ordinary candy?"

The devil felt unprecedented shame.

This human summoned me just for a candy? "Huh, boring."

The black afterimage came with a sound of breaking through the air, and Zhao Wuchen caught it.

Eamon shook the bone lamp, and the red light turned into reality, turning into a scarlet hexagram array.

"I'll give it to you." After saying that, Amon ignored Zhao Wuchen and turned back towards the magic circle.

Within the magic circle, Amon's body gradually became transparent and he was about to leave.

It seems that I can talk to the devil.

"etc."

"?" The form solidified and Eamon interrupted the transmission. "Say your terms."

"Mr. Demon, I want to know how to obtain the elemental constructor's third-level mission."

Eamon rolled his eyes, seemingly lost in thought. "Okay, my condition is the ring on your left hand."

It turns out that this demon has long been eyeing my Death Pact.

If this idea is correct...

"No." Zhao Wuchen directly rejected the devil's request without even thinking about it. "Can you change the conditions?"

"as you wish."

A huge momentum exploded, and the sense of oppression emanating from Eamon was endless. "Come on, you just need to defeat me. Come with your men."

His blood-red eyes were filled with fighting intent, and flames burned on his skin.

"This is unfair!" Zhao Wuchen suddenly shouted.

"The level gap between us is too big, there is no fairness at all."

"Interesting." The pressure on his body disappeared, and Eamon gently placed the bone lantern in his hand on the ground.

‘The bet was right, my sixth sense is quite accurate. ’

Zhao Wuchen wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.

Eamonn is not like other demons who rely on lies and deceit to please themselves, but is a complete fighting maniac.

The portal opened, and a dozen weapons fell to the ground, making a clanging sound.

"You choose first, best of three."

"I will suppress the level to be the same as yours, provided that it is one-on-one."

Great sword, staff, bow, dagger, sword...

Zhao Wuchen had only come into contact with the weapons on the ground, the sword and the staff.

The condition of winning two out of three games means that he must rely on the two weapons of the sword and the staff to defeat the devil.

The wind elemental holding staff fell into his hand, and Zhao Wuchen made his first choice.

Ironwood Staff [White board has no attributes. 】

"Wand, you're lucky, I don't have any magic talent."

Before Eamon finished speaking, he waved his staff and fired a large fireball.

"Shunfa Magic, is this what you said about having no magic talent?"

Zhao Wuchen conserved his energy and did not dodge.

The elemental structure was activated, and the fireball turned into fire elemental particles and dissipated the moment it was about to touch him.

"Awesome, is this your talent?"

Eamon couldn't help but sigh in admiration, and continued to cast spells in his hands.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen fireballs were produced and suspended behind him. He wanted to use quantity to win.

"it's useless."

At the same level, no elemental skills can break through the blockade of elemental structures.

Zhao Wuchen raised his palms high and gradually clenched his fists. "fall."

!

The magical link controlling the fireball was severed, and Eamon discovered the problem, but it was too late.

It was impossible to dodge at such a distance, and the fireball fell towards the master who had condensed it, triggering a series of small explosions.

"This is just an appetizer. I accept the victory in this round."

With elemental control and elemental affinity, Zhao Wuchen can also cast magic smoothly without spellcasting prayers.

The door of elements opened wide, launching countless light elemental blades.

Full fire, no magic retained.

The magic power filled and spread, Zhao Wuchen's eyes were dyed with a hint of blue, and the covenant of light in his right hand flashed with holy light in response.

"The light of innocence purifies filth and abides by the ancient oath..."

Eamonn laughed through the smoke, it was his true nature. "Haha, what a joy, you are the most magically gifted human being I have ever seen."

"Just wait, there will be something more enjoyable."

"Thank God for your guidance, let my enemies return to nothingness."

After the prayer was recited, the light element boiled and exploded.

A pure white.

Only light remains inside the space.

I don't know how long it took before the light gradually dissipated.

"Huhu."

Zhao Wuchen leaned on his staff and breathed in the air.

The forbidden light spell of Purifying Light drained all the magic power from his body.

Eamon squatted half-crouched, a stream of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

The leather coat that covered his left hand had long since turned into dust, revealing his skeletal arm.

The body was riddled with holes, and the wounds were burned into black charcoal by the light.

"I didn't expect that you could actually use the forbidden spell that can only be learned after reaching level 300."

Eamon stood up, and the wounds on his body healed rapidly. Only his left arm remained in a bone-white posture.

"If I hadn't liberated my strength just now, I would be a piece of scum now."

"You win this round."