There Is Absolutely No Problem With My Summoning Technique

The black-haired woman shook the red wine glass in her hand, took a sip gracefully, and said in an unhurried tone: "Please introduce yourself, my name is the Lord of Shia Silver City."

"Hiss." Zhao Wuchen took a breath of air.

Silver City is a copy discovered by Yanhuang Kingdom.

The lowest level of the monsters inside is 180, and the current highest level of the strongest person in the Yanhuang Kingdom is only 175.

Fortunately, the monsters inside will not actively invade reality.

Currently, the secret realm of Silver City is prohibited from entering and is sealed as a forbidden area. The entrance is personally guarded by a large number of troops.

As the master of Silver City, what a terrifying existence Shia is.

Use the detection technique to explore Shia's attributes.

Xia seemed to feel Zhao Wuchen's detective skills.

Stretching out, he showed off his perfect figure in front of Zhao Wuchen.

Shia (Lord of Silver City, Queen of Night, Lord of Nightmares, King of the Dead.)

LV???

Race:? ? ?

HP ???/???

MP ???/???

"King of the dead, that is to say, you are the god of the dead?" Zhao Wuchen asked his own question.

"According to human terms, I have many names, including the God of the Dead and the Nightmare, but my favorite name is the God of Death."

"Hehe, you are really interesting as a human being. You dare to face me directly without any fear in your mind."

Xiya showed a curious expression and stared at Zhao Wuchen's forehead.

"I told you, there's nothing to be afraid of anymore." Zhao Wuchen shrugged, his tone calm.

If he really wanted to die, why would the woman in front of him put him through the test?

Even if Xu Mo failed the test, he would still be living a good life.

It's nothing more than talking about having no chicken and living in the form of a skeleton.

Woohoo, I'm so sorry for you.

"Are you showing off? No, you are whispering." Shia said suddenly.

Zhao Wuchen's scalp was numb when Xia's eyes stared at him. He took a half step back and looked wary: "Can you detect my thoughts? And I am a person of all shapes and sizes, please remember it for me."

"So why me? Because of it, or is it just your bad taste?"

He raised the holy sword in his hand and showed its full appearance to Shia.

Seeing the disgust on Shengjian's face, Xiya pointed her slender fingers at Zhao Wuchen's forehead: "The aura that disgusts me. Compared with this gadget, I like you more. Your soul is so special."

Xiya stood up from the Silver Throne, dragged her long black gauze skirt, walked gracefully in front of Zhao Wuchen with light steps.

"die"

As Xiya approached, Zhao Wuchen could only feel the breath of death.

Various elements in the air were infected and assimilated by the breath of death, floating around Shia like nostalgia.

Xiya gently placed her fingers on Zhao Wuchen's forehead, and her mouth with the beauty mark revealed an obsessed smile.

"Sniff"

"Ah, it's such a breath that fascinates me, such a dazzling soul, I really want to become one with you."

Cold sweat wet Zhao Wuchen's back, and he retreated tens of meters away from Xiya.

Integrate into one, bah, you are obviously greedy for my soul.

Zhao Wuchen silently thought about summoning beasts to teleport.

‘Ding, the summoned beast cannot be used to teleport in the current special space. ’

"It's useless. Nothing will disturb our alone time."

Zhao Wuchen raised the holy sword and pointed it at Xia.

"Should I praise you for your bravery or your stupidity? In thousands of years, you are the first human to dare to point a sword at me."

The death aura on Shia's body split and transformed into a clone that was exactly like her.

"Then, mortals, sign the contract and accept my trial."

Death Pact

Contractor: Zhao Wuchen

Those who sign the contract will fight against the incarnation of Death of the same level.

Victory: Receive special rewards from the God of Death.

Failure: The soul returns to Death.

"What if I say no?"

Shia chuckled and asked, "Don't you know yet? What happens to people who have seen the God of Death?"

Then there is only one answer.

Without any hesitation, Zhao Wuchen bit his finger and signed his name on the contract with blood.

"The contract is established, then let the trial begin."

Xiya returned to the throne, poured herself a glass of red wine, and quietly observed Zhao Wuchen below.

Shia---Clone

LV 80

HP 100%/100%

MP 100%/100%

The clone's level is the same as your own.

"Can win."

With the Ox Warrior mask on his face and the elemental structure operating, Zhao Wuchen launched a charge against Shia's clone.

"whee."

Shia's clone laughed disdainfully, and the dark green death sickle easily resisted the holy sword.

"Do it, Gatling One."

The palace floor cracked, and a huge iron hand stretched out, trying to grab the target.

"Hey, the floor of this palace is made of very precious materials."

Zhao Wuchen, who entered the fighting state, did not care about Xia's identity at all, and shouted directly at her: "Shut up!"

Gatling No. 1's iron hand grabbed Shia's clone, and he clenched it tightly with the intention of squeezing it to death.

'Ding'

The sickle penetrated the iron fist, and the black shadow flashed continuously on Gatling No. 1.

In an instant, Gatling One was cut into pieces by the sickle.

"It's such a useless machine. It breaks down after just a few random attempts. I hope its owner won't be like it and see no use for it."

Shia's clone stepped on the wreckage of Gatling 1 and taunted Zhao Wuchen with disdain.