There Is Absolutely No Problem With My Summoning Technique

‘Boy Wuchen, just go ahead and do it. Your decision this time is correct. ’

‘Bodhisattva, if you have any questions, let’s wait until I capture Zhao Hu. ’

With the elements in his body, Zhao Wuchen held the holy sword and charged at Zhao Hu: "You, fall down."

"Don't even think about it."

Zhao Hu stepped back a few meters and leaned against the wall of the room: "I will not give up this power unless I die."

This is what you said. I have never heard such a silly request in my life.

The elemental blade ignited the holy sword, and Zhao Wuchen had no intention of showing mercy.

In one breath, the sword blade left a silver trail in the air.

"as you wish."

The holy sword was sheathed, and Zhao Hu was split into two.

The two pieces of flesh fell to the ground, and a wisp of dark abyss air separated.

'careful. ’

"I know."

Zhao Wuchen raised his palm, locked and wrapped the abyss aura with his magic power, and firmly controlled it in place: "It's over."

"I thought Zhao Hu was so difficult to deal with, but he turned out to be just a piece of cake with no combat experience."

‘A good idea, but little friend Wuchen, what are you going to do with this abyssal aura? ’

"I have my own way."

Zhao Wuchen stared at the breath of the abyss and murmured a sacred prayer in his mouth: "Pure holy light and blazing flames merge into one to purify the filth."

Golden runes appeared, and the transformed energy made the fire and light elements in the air appear.

The two elements merge and sublimate, and the pure holy flame burns away the breath of the abyss, leaving no trace of residue.

After the magic power dissipated, Zhao Wuchen nodded with satisfaction.

Although I have the Tiger Talisman, I can store this abyssal breath in my body and use it for my own use.

But he didn't dare. For Zhao Wuchen, power that he couldn't completely control was just a burden, and it could also be regarded as a time bomb.

After all, Shirley will definitely continue to send abyss beasts to find traces of herself.

Gatling Bodhisattva left the summoned beast space and praised: "Wuchen boy, you did the right thing."

"Bodhisattva, you really cause trouble for others. I won't help you next time."

"Do not be like that."

Gatling Bodhisattva laughed: "Although the poor monk can also purify the traces left by the abyss, the magic power of the body in this world is too weak, and purification will take too much time."

"I'm joking, Bodhisattva, don't take it seriously."

"You boy."

Gatlin Bodhisattva shook his head helplessly, and then praised: "Do you know that your actions saved this world?"

"Save the world? Bodhisattva, are you kidding me? Can this little breath destroy the world?"

"Monks don't tell lies.

The essence of abyss breath is corrosion, devouring and assimilation.

If we fail to properly handle the aura just now, given time..."

Gatling Bodhisattva took a deep look at Zhao Wuchen and said nothing.

Zhao Wuchen became serious: "I understand."

If he fails to completely eliminate the breath of the abyss.

This small group of breath will slowly grow, and then, as the Bodhisattva said, it will corrode, devour, and assimilate everything.

Blue Star looked dark, dead, and lifeless, and images of the world being filled with beasts of the abyss flashed through Zhao Wuchen's mind.

"Fortunately, it was discovered in time, otherwise you would have become the destroyer of the world."

Zhao Wuchen glanced at Zhao Hu Soul: "Now, we have to deal with this criminal who attempted to destroy the world."

Zhao Hu Soul's eyes were dull, as if he was frightened, and he murmured "Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah."

"Bodhisattva, do you have any spells for retrieving and forgetting memories?"

"...Wuchen boy, who do you think this poor monk is? How could a monk learn such evil magic?"

stare

"Okay, I know how to erase memories, just hit the back of the head..."

Who doesn’t know how to do physical memory erasure?

Zhao Wuchen stared blankly.

In Zhao Wuchen's doubtful eyes, Gatling Bodhisattva was still defeated: "Okay, it does happen."

"Then please ask Bodhisattva to help deal with Zhao Hu's soul."

"Of course that's the case. Little friend Wuchen has dealt with the most troublesome things. Let the little monks solve the small things like forgetting memories."

Gatling Bodhisattva stretched out his palm, placed it on Zhao Hu's forehead, and recited a mysterious scripture.

"no, do not want."

Zhao Hu's dull eyes were filled with fear: "I don't want to turn back into that useless useless person."

"..."

Zhao Wuchen was speechless.

Wouldn't it be better to follow Zhao Hu's talent for making medicine and become a sought-after genius pharmacist?

If nothing else works, it would be a good choice to just throw it away and continue to be a playboy and live a carefree life.

Do you have to enter the dungeon to level up and spawn monsters?

"Boy Wuchen, I need your help. A small part of this donor's soul has been eroded by the abyss.

If it is not dealt with in time, disaster may also be brewing. "

"Okay, I'll give it a try."

The magic power wrapped around his hands, allowing Zhao Wuchen to touch the soul body.

"No, I beg you."

Zhao Hu wanted to escape, but his soul body was bound by magic power and could not escape at all: "Kill me. If I lose my power, it is better to let me die."

"That's not okay."

Zhao Wuchen shook his head and refused: "First, to be entrusted by others, and second, to eradicate all threats."

"I don't want it, let me die, I don't want it, let me die..."

"You're too noisy."

Zhao Wuchen waved his hand and placed an isolation barrier in the room.

"Don't worry, just think that you had a sweet dream of awakening your power. After a sleep, everything will pass."

Later, Zhao Wuchen used magic power to guide and absorb the abyss breath from Zhao Hu's soul, and burned it out with the holy flame: "Okay, Bodhisattva, it's your turn to do your work."

"Leave the rest to the poor monk."

Gatling Bodhisattva touched Zhao Hu's forehead with his palm: "Donor, please leave your worries and memories behind."

With the calming chanting of scriptures, Zhao Hu's soul gradually gave up resistance and closed his eyes peacefully.

"The Corruption."

Gatlin Bodhisattva retracted his palm and said to Zhao Wuchen: "The flower of darkness comes from the copy of the Corrupted Land."

Zhao Wuchen looked serious: "Well, I understand, I will handle everything properly."

"Bodhisattva, has Zhao Hu completely forgotten the memory of the abyss?"

"Don't worry, you'll forget everything."

"Okay, let's do the final work. Well, it's not the first time anyway."

Zhao Wuchen used his magic power to grab Zhao Hu's broken body and activated the resurrection spell.

The holy light shines and the soul returns to the body.

"Elemental construction."

Elemental particles emerge, clearing away blood stains and erasing traces of the fight.

Zhao Wuchen threw Zhao Hu on the sofa, looked around the room with satisfaction, and restored all the arrangements in the room.

Well, the second son of the Zhao family just came to support the poor girl, and then fell asleep tiredly.

When I woke up the next day, I still continued to live this dandy life.

Perfect.

"Okay, Bodhisattva, let's go."