My Summons Are Weird

Chapter 326: afterglow

Lu Yu was followed by Lu Lu. The conversation was very short. When Lu Lu came out, he looked dazed. When Serra asked what he had said, Lu Lu nodded and shook his head, leaving only one sentence, "I didn't understand..."

After Lulu was the fog demon. If the fog demon was not clever and interrupted the conversation when he saw Laurent coughing repeatedly, he would probably continue talking.

The next day, Laurent and Mao Jing summoned everyone who was still working in the Pope's Tower in the room, and distributed the gifts they had already prepared to thank them for their hard work over the years. bonfire party.

Unloading all Laurent this time, he sat in the middle of the crowd.

Guarding the gate of the Pope's Tower, the few members of the Knights of the Pope made a good start for the bonfire party. They took off their sabres, said in unison, "Dance the sword for fun", and jumped off the field.

In Lu Yu's cognition, when someone wants to dance the sword in a harmonious and happy atmosphere, it is almost always necessary to do something. There are quite a few such classic bridges in history.

However, this group of strong and burly men obviously did not have the idea of "intending to Peigong".

They teamed up in twos, and the sharp swords danced with an afterimage, forming an airtight wall. It was hard to imagine that this was a skill honed by a group of people with average strength at the fourth rank. Their hands were so stable, It seems that even if a boulder is tied to his wrist, he can still draw out a series of dangerous and charming sword flowers with skill.

"The Guard is Here"

Without musical instruments, the audience subconsciously beat the beat rhythmically with their hands. As everyone slowly accelerated, the frequency of sword dances by the knights became faster and faster.

They are dancing.

The bright blade reflects the warm light of the bonfire, and arcs of light surround them. Their movements are huge, neat and powerful. The hard lines outlined by the firelight on the stretched body are like a moving withered statue. .

When the swords collided, they kept shaking their arms, causing the blades to vibrate, and the dancing swords also turned into fighting swords at this moment.

They manipulated their sabres with astonishing sword skills. The sword tips kept colliding, wiping out a series of sparks, illuminating their resolute faces. They were completely absorbed in it, and they achieved selflessness.

Laurent took the lead in applauding.

Lu Lu and Lu Yu were stunned, and they quickly mixed in when they heard the applause beside their ears.

Lu Lu, who has been studying magic for a long time, has only written knowledge of martial arts, and she has never fought against top martial artists since she became famous.

Lu Yu, who followed Lu Lu, has the greatest knowledge of martial arts from Roye, who is a person who uses the knife in a superb way. Every time he slashes, he gives the image of a star and a moon. It makes people wonder if their hands have been practiced for ten years, but they can't do it for a hundred years.

The look of admiration on Lu Lu's face suddenly disappeared, and she opened a chat room that she had not used for a long time.

"Such a martial artist, there are too many ways to kill a magician of the same rank."

There is no intention to show off the power of magic. As a genius magician, Lu Lu has a complicated mood.

Lu Yu understood in his heart, and when he applauded, he increased his strength a bit.

The magic tide rises, the world enters a new era, and magicians will also usher in sharp changes.

What should the warrior do?

They constantly hone their skills and exchange time, sweat and blood for progress.

Machines are boring, practice day after day just to win with one shot, and have a chance of winning when fighting a magician.

For warriors, the world is cruel, and the skills they are proud of and rely on to survive are becoming more and more powerless in the ever-changing era.

"Close body is more advantageous" is just a joke. When the martial artist keeps hammering his body, gaining amazing explosive power, and possessing a movement technique that is enough to avoid magic, he will be surprised to find that the magician releases the shield and picks up the scroll. , wearing enchanted armor.

When you do your best to squeeze your body to the limit, and you are confident that the magician has only one chance to cast a spell, the warriors will find that a single blow from the magician is enough to solve the battle.

You spend countless hours of blood and tears for this blow, endure endless pain and torture, and the magician only needs to sing a spell.

When warriors of the same rank must be prepared to exchange their lives for life in order to win a chance in the battle against magicians, the warriors have already lost.

The magician's blockade of the craftsman's skills choked the warrior's throat. Weapons made of gold and iron can be blessed with skills to cut through magic, but they are not qualified to go further.

When the rolling tide of the times swept in, those weak insistence and unwillingness before the tide were destined to be drowned.

It is never diverted by anyone's will.

Lu Yu didn't know what the future path of the warriors was. At this moment, he only hoped that his applause would make these hard-working people feel "worth it".

Just as he and Orcus did not give up the call, those who are willing to persist should not be made fun of, although stupid, they deserve respect.

The party is still going on.

The cooks sang the chants with their broken gongs, and Laurent laughed, even pulling Serra to his side, saying, "If you sang like this, I would never have taken you away."

To be honest, aside from the evaluation bonus of the party and Laurent, Lu Yu felt that the lethality of this group of cooks' chorus was about the sixth order...

Most of the servants were honest and had no special skills, so Laurent performed classic programs such as dishwashing competition and cleaning competition on the spot.

Laurent has been laughing, and he is very encouraging to everyone who takes the initiative to show himself. Maojing will also give out silver coins in time to show his appreciation.

When the party was over, when Mao Jing helped Laurene back to the room, he was still admiring everyone's activity tonight.

Lu Yu followed behind and said with a smile: "Why don't you let Sera sing a hymn tomorrow night. You have always praised her singing as charming and beautiful, but we have never heard it once."

Lu Yu's suggestion made Lu Lu keep blinking and staring straight at Lu Yu. After hesitating for a while, she agreed: "I really haven't heard of it...Since Sera came to me to play, I haven't heard of it. Heard her hum a song."

The fog demon directly turned into a big question mark - under Lu Yu's teaching, she would also turn into an ellipsis and an exclamation mark.

Sera looked as usual and didn't seem to be going to answer.

Laurent sat on the edge of the bed and coughed, "You haven't sung in years, can you still sing?"

Serra said, "It can be..."

Laurent glanced at Lu Yu and showed a smug little expression: "Then let's sing, everyone wants to hear it, and so do I."

Sera was helpless, she had to nod.

Laurent leaned slightly, and his eyes, who were still looking at Lu Yu, suddenly darkened.

Realizing that something was wrong, Lu Yu rushed forward with a quick stride and caught Laurent who fell straight down.

Laurent's mouth was slightly opened, Tong Kong was enlarged, his hands remained in the original position, extremely stiff, and his breathing was rapid and unstable, trembling one after another like an electric shock.

Everything happened suddenly. Maojing, who was making the bed, came to Laurene's side second, and cooperated with Lu Yu to lift him onto the bed.

The fog demon rushed out in a puff of smoke, and when he came back, he was followed by two doctors.

Seeing Laurent's appearance, the doctor did not dare to neglect. At this time, they were the masters of the room. Everyone except Mao Jing was invited out of the door, leaving enough space for them to display.

He stepped on countless times, and the pear yellow withered flower door that was pushed open separated the inside and outside. Lu Yu sat on the chair, his legs were shaking anxiously, and every time there was a loud noise in the room, he immediately raised his lowered head, and for a long time. staring at the door.

Sera's face didn't show any change in expression. She hugged her hands, leaned against the wall, looked out the window and looked into the distance, constantly tapping her arm and index finger to sell her inner anxiety.

Lu Lu was sitting next to Lu Yu with the fog demon in his arms, and the worried two people were surprisingly synchronized with Lu Yu's movements.

This time is far more dangerous than what happened to Laurent before. He, who was still joking with Lu Yu a second ago, suddenly lost consciousness, as if his soul was being snatched away by a pair of big hands.

The dim sky was a touch of soft white, and the morning light dispelled the darkness that shrouded the earth.

At the back of the corridor passage, the servants who rose early fell to their knees, their hands clasped and trembling in prayer.

At this time, only the chefs were still working in the entire Pope's Tower. Laurent once said that there is nothing better than eating a full meal when you are hungry.

Time passed by, and both the magic treatment plan and traditional medicine should have a result, but the door was still closed.

The chefs pushed the carts with trembling hands to deliver breakfasts to everyone, and they kept repeating what Laurent had said.

"There's nothing happier than eating a full meal when you're hungry."

"Everyone is hungry, let's eat first..."

With Sera taking the lead, everyone started eating bite after bite. Today's breakfast was delicious. These two have already obtained tickets for Lu Yu's territory. , no one praised.

The door suddenly opened, and a pair of eyes immediately focused on the doctor who pushed out the door.

Lu Yu stood up, staring at the doctor's lips, afraid to hear words like "try your best".

"Sera, go get a puppet master." Maybe because he was too tired, the doctor didn't use honorifics, and his voice was a little erratic.

After the doctor finished speaking, he closed the door again.

Lu Yu wanted to grab Sera's hand and ask why he was looking for a puppet master instead of other doctors or magicians, but Sera didn't give him this chance.

He subconsciously thought that the puppeteer heralded some preparations for Laurent's dead body, and covered his head in pain.

Fortunately, Lulu reminded him in the chat room, another characteristic of the puppet master genre.

The most outstanding puppet master in the country, a middle-aged man nicknamed "Hive" hurried over. This deeply religious man was still trembling as he walked through the corridors. The man behind him was a numb, mechanical man like zombies.

Lu Lu couldn't help it, and when he passed by the hive, he said, "Please save the Pope..."

Hive turned his head, the bitterness on his face subsided.

Because as far as the eye can see, every pair of eyes looking at him is shining with the brilliance of hope.

Honeycomb nodded: "I will try my best to get the Pope back from the God of Glory..."

No one felt inappropriate about this sentence, which could be considered blasphemous.

In the ward, the pure magic power of plants and trees was constantly intertwined on the bed, and those full of vitality maintained the vitality of Laurent's body.

The two doctors almost collapsed and vomited blood twice. Without the magical support of Mao Jing, they could not even complete this meticulous magic circle with their strength.

This is the limit of what they can do.

The two doctors who had been drained looked at the hive and said sadly: "We have done what we can do..."

"If I can, I am willing to inject my life into the body of the Pope... But aging is inevitable..."

"God of Glory, are you really going to take away everything from the Church... Can't you give the Pope some more time... Just a little bit..."

Hive put his hand on the accompanying doll, took a deep breath, and triggered the trap with magic power.

The two doctors were so weak that their legs trembled, but at this moment, they still stood up against the wall and moved to the side of the hive step by step.

The material that made up the doll's skin began to peel off bit by bit, revealing the still beating heart and some of the organs that were functioning perfectly.

As the pioneer of escaping decay in the magician genre, the puppeteer's ultimate goal is to complete the "rebirth" again and again by replacing parts or replacing the body and consciousness.

Clorence is limited by the times. Even if he had conceived it, it could not be realized. He could only escape from reincarnation by splitting consciousness. A special place outside.

Under the magic of reality, the puppet masters who aim to create "life" have not yet made a breakthrough, but replacing parts...the hive has succeeded.

After obtaining the consent of his family, he replaced a farmer's kidney and arm with his own hands, which eventually allowed the farmer to live nearly a year before he died of kidney necrosis.

Every time after that, the hive is failing.

The hive, which has not yet concluded enough experience and rules, is now facing the Pope who once praised him...

Hive gasped violently, as if she had run a marathon.

"Sir in black...you should know the risks...I...I..." Hive trembled, looking at the pale, unconscious Laurent on the hospital bed, he choked up, "Are you ready?"

Even knowing that if the attempt fails~www.wuxiamtl.com~ I will probably be implicated by the crazy believers and the out-of-control anger in the future, Hive still asked without hesitation.

As long as Maojing is willing to try, he is willing to preserve their glory for the teaching nation!

It's nothing more than betting on his future, he bet!

Mao Jing stared at Laurene affectionately, and after a long time, she made a decision.

"please."

After speaking, Mao Jing leaned down and gently kissed Laurent's loose face, which had lost its elasticity, followed by dry lips.

She no longer cared about the gazes of the people around her, she wanted to satisfy herself, and it was also the love that Laurent had suppressed for decades.

The doctor and Hive bowed their heads and sobbed softly.

This scene, which is very similar to Twilight Love, did not make them feel abrupt and disgusting, but made them feel deeply powerless and ashamed.

"do not…"

Mao Jing got up quickly and looked at the pair of eyes that slowly opened and had lost their luster in surprise.

Laurent repeated angrily: "Don't..."

The doctor and the hive went crazy, and they hurried forward, only to hear Laurent's mosquito-like sound.

"Thank you... get out."

He wanted to laugh, but his facial muscles were out of control.

Hive and the doctor maintained their absolute respect for Laurent, and they slowly backed away, closing the door softly.

"Don't try..."

Mao Jing's eyes widened, staring at his lover in horror.

Laurent finally regained control of his facial muscles and showed Mao Jing his gentlest smile.