Summoner of Nightmares

100. Chapter 100 Again summon 1

Chapter 100 Again summon 1

“summon… summon…"

Lin Sheng was in school a morning and was in the toilet, and was studying the primary-specific summon principle.

His only pleasure was that the book in that dream was well documented.

After school in the morning, he decided to call Shen Yan again for leave in the afternoon.

They sneak out and collected the second summon material.

Gold and silver powder are redundant and the rest know the channels and location, and this collection is much faster than Lin Sheng imagined.

At night, he was ready for the second summon ceremony.

He didn't go home in the afternoon, but went to Iron Fist Assembly and talked to Salou about the progress made.

Once again, it returned to the abandoned warehouse of ceremony.

The warehouse was dark, afternoon, no sunlight, and the sky was filled with dark grey ladder clouds, and the bending moon was hidden behind the clouds.

Lin Sheng changed this time a bulk of mattress as a ceremony bottom. He put the mattress in the position of the last ceremony.

Then one after another has redeployed the various materials and put them on hold.

And finally on the laptop, the drawings started on the mattress.

You dig a hole in the mattress, or a nice raincoat, so you can wash it up soon.

Twenty minutes, the chart checked three times, sure there was no mistake.

Lin Sheng Send, stand up, put the plastic tanks on hand, hang on top of the chart, and one after another falls in different positions.

“Finally, it's burning water.”

He took a new bottom pot from the side, as usual, a bunch of firewood on the shelf, a drop of oil, a light.

Throw water into the pot, all sorts of tunes, Lin Sheng felt like he was cooking soup.

Fire flourishes slowly.

The water in the bottom pan is also starting to rise.

Lin Sheng stretched his hand and brought the butter lights and pulled out the lights.

Huh?

He lights himself with a cotton line to slow up.

Everything's ready.

Lin Sheng was right behind his back and took out a little piece of paper in the Sanctuary Ash Seal picture from the backpack.

The paper board was cut off from Dad's trunk, and the first three words were printed in the back.

Put the little paperboard in the hands of ten, hold it in the heart. This would allow for the extension of ceremony time, and the Ash Seal method, as recorded in the information he received.

Lin Sheng started singing ceremony's opening words, and chaotic and unconventional activism slowed down on the surface of the chart, causing a slight blurring tattoo.

The buffalo lights on the side slowly float a white cigarette, flying white cigarettes into the bottom pan and integrating into that wave tattoo.

Huh?

The big steak fog is steam from the bottom of the pot and flies around Lin Sheng instantly.

He slowed down his eyes.

In a dark vision, a red light ball lights up, and then a second small green globe. And then it's gone.

Lin Sheng waited a while, and made sure it was just two, and it was a little naughty.

No, just because these two balls are much smaller than Brutal Sacred Guardian.

“The last summon, Brutal Sacred Guardian, had so much soccer. This time, both eggs are small, no…One is the size of the egg… "

Lin Sheng wants another Brutal Sacred Guardian, or Grey Angel.

Unfortunately, the reality is cruel. There are only two light balls in front of him.

“According to the Revolutionary French book, it should be that after I have borne a Brutal Sacred Guardian, the remaining leisure souls are not strong enough, so they can only be borne."

Lin Sheng is no longer an ignorant little white now, a little bit of it.

Since this is the case, why don't summon waste the material?

He set the gods, and consciousness suddenly touched the red light ball of eggs.

pu!

The brake that red light drowned him all.

Lin Sheng's spirit was suddenly inspired by his red light, and paused was slowed down more than ten seconds later.

He's standing in a silver grey lobby, in front of the central hall. There's a strong man on his knees, black clothed, behind long sword.

A man is on his head, and he's on his head with a white old man circle.

“Refusal of rays of light in order to embrace darkness."oldman said solemnly.

“I understand, mentor. For hope. ”The man on his knees said solemnly.

“For hope.”

oldman's last bandage, grabbing men's eyes.

Finally, he stretched out his finger and drew a symbol on the man's forehead.

red light has risen again, drowning Lin Sheng's vision.

All the pictures disappear.

A few seconds later, red light dropped out.

Lin Sheng's vision slowed up on an old opponent he was very familiar with.

The bandage decayed Swordsman.

“I knew…”Lin Sheng is a little naughty.

the fighting power of decayed Swordsman is, in fact, weak, but it is not comparable to Brutal Sacred Guardian and Grey Angel, and there is a significant gap.

He was too weak to kill dozens of people in a pair of hunting hours, not to mention that it's easy to say.

“Forget it. Next time, remember, you have to build more Soul Force, and then summon. Otherwise, it will not be possible to afford a stronger summon. "

He's probably understood this summon principle now.

the top priority of summon, first and foremost, is to pick him up with the nearest transboundary organism.

What's the matter with you lately, summon, is closer than a dream monster he absorbed?

So the result is that he put these guys out of his dreams.

“But, well, then, I have knowledge of summon's power, etc. It's easy to use. ”

Throw away the disappointment, Lin Sheng looked closely at decayed Swordsman.

Like the kind he killed in the dream, this decayed Swordsman was tied up with bandages, with strong body repairs and a sword on his back.

“There is no disability on the body, no skin disease such as a packet. It seems that this is the real shape of decayed Swordsman now. I've met before, most of them are dying. ”

Lin Sheng has a heart.

Then he noticed that decayed Swordsman's personal underneath was floating a small number:2.

“Yeah? What this means is… ”

Lin Sheng, open your eyes quickly.

On the ceremony chart before him, two strong decayed Swordsman were standing in black clothed.

Both are wrapped, swords, strong physical repairs, and the details of many places are the same.

This is because they were supposed to be summon ceremony sites that were temporarily combined with material and mysterious forces to reconstruct their bodies.

The body built according to a template is naturally the same. It's like a waterline production.

“Two out once? Good. "Lin Sheng was a little satisfied.

“Then reproduce the basic battle instincts.”

Lin Sheng was not passive this time, and he carefully chose the strongest decayed Swordsman he had ever touched in his own memory, in accordance with the approach taken on the Falkland Front.

Of all decayed Swordsman, he had the strongest hand, naturally the sharp decayed Swordsman in Black Feather City.

That guy was able to force him out of 100 meter away.

(This chapter is over)