My Summons Are Weird

The latest website: Sarah, who has been watching indifferently, only has darkness in her vision. The moment Lu Yu completes the summoning, with his body as the center, the surrounding things become hazy, as if covered with an opaque layer. silk fabrics.

The magical perception she extended lost its effect the moment the wraith created by Calden appeared. Even though they were so far apart, Sarah could still feel her thoughts being entwined by the cold and sticky tentacles, as if she was looking down at a deep There is a bottomless abyss, and there is a sudden scream in the abyss, and in an instant, figures are swaying, and thousands of distorted monsters that do not have the appearance of normal creatures rush forward in various postures.

The resentment, sorrow, and despair of the dead spread in all directions in that scream, making the living tainted with death.

In order to create the most powerful wraith, Calden not only sacrificed the tortured living as the nucleus, but also obtained a large number of semi-finished products of splicing spirit bodies from Sarah. These mutilated souls were irresponsibly killed Sarah put it together randomly, ignoring the stability, just to maximize the burst of magic power when it is about to collapse.

It is powerful, far beyond Sarah's imagination.

As another undead herald, Calden and Sarah took different paths. He saw the weak connection between the spirit of the dead and emotions from the hedonic killings. In order to maximize this weak power, he repeatedly Try it, and finally integrate it into a new knowledge.

"I'm afraid even you didn't realize that when the magic circle was activated, you were already attacked by resentment. Since you have been suppressed by thoughts, it is not enough to make a correct response."

"Can your summoned creature really deal with it?"

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A polarized mist rose from the black wall behind Lu Yu. It was like some kind of shaped object, slowly creeping and eroding towards the surroundings.

But since there were no further changes in the wall, and Calden could not feel the more violent fluctuations in magic power, he chose to capture the thief first and the king first.

Another roar of the resentful spirit caused the three coal **** to fall into silence again, and their no longer swinging tentacles meant that the resentful force once again dominated their thoughts.

"That's right, that's right!" Calden covered his face and smiled maniacally, "This is a creation created by combining the power of me and the pioneers. How can ordinary people escape from that sea of ​​resentment?"

As the initiator of the Wraith, Calden clearly knows what kind of masterpiece he has completed.

On the frontier of spiritual body manipulation, he took the lead in completing the transformation of emotional power so that it can exist in the form of interaction with entities.

As a creation that can attack on the spiritual level, the more people who hate it, the easier it is to be corrupted.

"If possible, help me erase those two female personalities, I only want that main personality to exist."

Calden can naturally understand the thoughts of his pioneers. Judging from the various summons used by the main personality of the coal ball, there is no doubt that his heart hides the same darkness as them. As long as he can look directly into his heart and embrace , it will be able to understand the genre of necromancers, and even work with them.

But only if... he survived.

"Not everyone can share the attention and knowledge of the pioneers...so, you better die."

"Destroy his sanity!"

The resentful spirit rushed forward, tightly embedded the briquette on the body full of grimaces, and a steady stream of resentment blasted into the briquette's consciousness.

At this moment, three briquettes had already been sentenced to death.

The cold wind howled, and the storm that seemed to freeze his thoughts slapped on Calden's face. He raised his eyes suddenly, trying to find where the chilling wind came from, but suddenly saw the body that was originally surrounded by coal balls. In the blocked position, the small door is slowly getting bigger.

Calden seemed to be admiring an illusion. The fist-sized door towered into the sky with the black wall in an instant, and the texture of the original model lake on the wall became clear.

They are like the root system of some kind of plant, entangled and clinging randomly, forming a chaotic and illogical aesthetic style. Find a trace of the picture that comes into my mind

The relevance of it, it's so abrupt... so abrupt, it doesn't seem to exist in reality.

The silhouette of a human figure behind the door strangely did not grow with the door and the wall, but maintained its original size. It seemed to be floating, moving forward slowly. Because of the reference object, the speed was like a turtle crawling, which was annoying. laugh.

"So, I haven't destroyed the body of the briquette yet, is it still providing you with magic power?" Calden realized the problem, "It's really a loyal summoner, but what can you do?"

"Your summoner's consciousness has been eroded and annihilated by resentment. He can't give you any orders. You are just a pet that came here."

Seeing that the figure was still moving forward, Calden waved his hand, causing the Wraith to release hundreds of broken spirit bodies in his body. These spirit bodies crawled or floated towards the distant figure in an ugly posture.

Ripples appeared in the dark void, and the spirit bodies all disappeared.

Calden was stunned for a moment, staring ahead, his perception confirmed that there should be some distance between the spirit body and the figure, far from the contact position.

Is it the visual difference brought about by the change of the reference object?

Just as he was thinking about it, what happened in front of him made him tremble all over.

The figure that was still floating flashed onto the ruins of the city-state without warning, it couldn't even be called a flash, it seemed that a certain period of time was forcibly erased, leaving only the picture of it arriving here.

What really made Calden's hair stand on end was that the shadow in his eyes showed different appearances every moment.

Or a stooped old man on crutches, or a graceful young girl, or a warrior standing with a sword, or even an ugly multi-legged worm.

As a person who has mastered the magic knowledge of the new era, Calden has become accustomed to all kinds of strange and incomprehensible things, but facing a summoned creature that will appear in different postures every time he blinks, and a majestic aura always stands in his mind. , a shadow that seems to be able to cover all light, all that Carlton can describe is...it looks like a person.

Forced to appreciate its ever-changing, forced to look at the shadows with only outlines but no faces in his mind again and again, Calden, who has never felt any real threat, feels that he has been fooled.

"In the end, it's just a summoned object, Wraith, crush it!"

There was silence all around.

"Wraith, where is your resentment?"

Angrily yelling, Calden turned around, but found that he came to an unknown area at some point.

There are no wraiths, no briquettes, no ruins of city-states, here is only the gray sky, and the endless, lifeless wasteland.

At the end of the wilderness horizon, the shadow standing in Calden's mind jumped into reality, still an inconspicuous outline in the distance.

Calden calmed down at this moment, and it manipulated its magic power to slowly move towards the only recognizable direction in this boundless space, but the black image was always locked away from him, no matter how fast or slow he was, he always maintained the original direction. the size of.

There is no sun, moon, or stars, and Calden, lacking reference objects, held his breath and continued to chase. After an unknown period of time, he looked at the black shadows that still existed in the distance, and attacked this "illusion" space.

Either use the proud necromancer magic to bombard the earth, or release the tamed spirit body in the body to attack the sky, but everything is in vain, the world does not give him any feedback, and the release of magic is like being forced The nothingness devours, can't make a ripple.

"Don't make people laugh, Ququ wants me to collapse just because of a hallucination?"

"The magic power in your master's body has a limit. I want to see how long you can maintain this illusion."

"Also..." Carlton complained, "Your illusion doesn't even feel hunger, it's really clumsy!"

With that said, Calden stopped struggling, sat on the floor, and devoted all his attention to the magic of necromancy

in the derivation.

Strangely, the shadow standing in his mind did not invade again.

Time passed by, and in this world without any reference, Carlden suppressed his loneliness and emptiness, telling himself over and over again that this place was an illusion.

Considering that this is an illusion, and its operation is likely to affect reality, he even drew a communication circle, sending information to the outside world over and over again.

Calden's skin began to wrinkle, caressing his cheek inadvertently, the obvious wrinkles made him no longer calm.

"You can't fool me, I can kill your master, let alone you."

"Even if you blinded my perception and gave me aging, it would still be temporary." Carlden's tenacity was beyond ordinary people, "You just played a little trick of the passage of time."

In this almost nothingness world, Calden draws magic circles one by one. He can no longer speak in a calm manner. He who was once a young man full of energy is now as dry as a squirrel man's signature big furry tail. At this moment, it has shrunk, leaving only a limp "braid", and the hair on it has disappeared.

Calden's heartbeat became weaker and weaker, and gradually became inaudible. At the end of his life, he was still moving towards the distant shadow. He firmly believed that everything here was an illusion.

Staggering on his feet, Calden, who was extremely weak, stumbled and hit his head on a stone that should not have appeared on this wasteland. Blood splattered all over for a while, and the severe pain made him curl up like a shrimp, and his life was lost The coldness made him shiver.

Calden's vision began to freeze, and before he even had time to think about whether death would end all these illusions, he completely lost consciousness.

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"Carlton, Carlton!"

Two consecutive slaps made Calden wake up in a daze, and a pink and tender face suddenly appeared in his sight.

"elder sister?"

Out of breath, the elder sister rolled up a backpack, grabbed his hand, and walked out the door without explaining anything.

What came into view was the villages and towns that had been burned to the sea, and the squirrelmen running around.

The lord's personal guard wore the iconic silver armor and a helmet inlaid with feathers, smiling and galloping on the horse, waving the weapon in his hand, and three or two squirrelmen would fall in a pool of blood.

Looking at his young body, Calden suddenly recalled something. He tried his best to shake off his sister's arm, without hesitation and without any psychological burden, he threw out two gray mist, turning his sister into bones and bones. spirit body.

"I want to see how long you can last!"

The bone guard picked up the machete on the ground and slashed at the lord's guard's horse wearing a armored stomach, but the knife seemed to be made of tofu and shattered.

Before the spirit body got close to the guards who were rushing towards him, it was bounced away by a huge force. Calden could only watch helplessly as the guards cut off his young arm with a knife, and then they picked up his shirt like a toy. Hold it up and flaunt it around like you've got the best loot ever.

"No matter how much you use hallucinations to torture me, it's useless. Your defeat is already set. Even if you infinitely prolong my perception of time, the resentful spirits I left in reality will still fight. You who only have illusions, what can you do to deal with the undead? The most powerful creation!"

The **** Calden was thrown into the air by the lord's guards after he finished speaking, and a spear was raised high, piercing his body straight through.

Calden hadn't completely died yet, and the hallucinations seemed to torture him for a while, making him clearly feel that his head had been chopped off, tied to a horse by the guards, and gone all the way uphill.

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Calden has experienced six hallucinations. Although he can always wake up in the middle, the real feeling makes his heart more and more tired.

Looking forward to the success of the vengeful spirit countless times in reality, he began to curse the summoned creature and the dead briquettes.

Even though he was dead, he still tortured himself in such a disgusting way!

After going out, he must smash the briquettes to ashes!

"go out?"

The sudden sound made Calden tremble all over, flames almost spewed out from every pore, and he yelled that name frantically, gnashing his teeth.

"Coal... balls!

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"Is this part of your hallucination too!"

"Don't you realize it yet?"

"Consciousness, are you referring to the fact that this is an illusion?" Calden laughed loudly, "Are you going to pretend to be a summoner to interact with me now?"

"You may have misunderstood something. The summoned thing I summoned has no name. It was born before the manipulation of the spirit body. It is full of my unrealistic fantasies. Because it is too strange, I am also afraid that it will lose control like a certain summoned thing of mine. Therefore, it became a page not mentioned in the summoning manual."

"Now that the power of manipulating and stripping the spirit body appears~www.wuxiamtl.com~ its chaotic power has been corrected, and it can also descend through a summoning method I have explored."

"It's so pitiful that it only has a half-length painting drawn by a girl I like. As a result, I wanted to give it a complete appearance for a while, and changed it to the one you see now."

Carlton's eyes were tearing open: "What are you talking about!"

"What I mean is, you're actually dead." Lu Yu gave Carlton the verdict coldly, "Since you like death, I'll let your consciousness stay in this infinite reincarnation realm forever, enjoying the life you once imposed. suffering for others."

"I have given it instructions, and it is very happy, grateful that I gave it the best toy."

"If I can summon it again, I will take the time to appreciate your miserable state."

"Kalden...if there is no interference from world consciousness, you can just enjoy it...slowly."

"Until the end of reincarnation."