My Summons Are Weird Chapter 180

"My summons are weird (

The more magic power you can control, the more possibilities you can create magic. This is a sentence that magicians know when they embark on the path of magicians, and it is also the biggest difference between low-level and high-level magicians.

Growing up in Mostana, when the strongest in this continent was only sixth-order, Ye Shui could not imagine how different magics used by magicians of seventh-order and above were different from sixth-order magics.

Now she knows.

The moment the Celerian cavalry stepped into the preset circle, the flames began to burst into flames. These flames were like maggots on the tarsal bones, which could not be extinguished no matter how hard they beat.

Almost within a few seconds, this small flame began to burn violently, and the Seriel cavalry, who had been burned to the ground, howled miserably, jumped off the burning horse, and rolled on the ground.

A magician saw through the key and ordered the cavalry not to stop and continue to move forward. However, the cavalry at the forefront of the team was surprised to find that the once burning wall of fire slowly rose from the ground, blocking the entire block.

Hundreds of Celerian cavalry seemed to be locked on a grill, constantly turning into scorched corpses with the light and shade of the circle.

The cavalry in the circle either rammed into the circle, knelt down to pray, or shouted in panic, but none of this could change the fate of their own death.

Ye Shui, who was standing at a high place, felt that it was difficult for her to breathe. She slowly turned her head and looked at the floating mist, but suddenly remembered that the other party had no expression.

Ye Shui couldn't talk to Lulutis, although she knew from Lu Yu that this was a seventh-order magician, but the chat room was limited and she couldn't enter at all.

In order to cooperate with Lulutis' work, Yeshui became Lulutis' "marionette".

Lulutis floated onto Ye Shui and controlled her upper body with tentacles, thus arranging a seventh-order magic circle.

There are many such circles with different effects, but one thing is certain, the circles provided by Lulutis are more ferocious than the other.

According to the report of the herald in another block, the Celerian cavalry there was swallowed up by the fire in a flash after triggering the magic circle, and a group of "burning men" with human-shaped silhouettes were born in the body burned by the flame. To the closest companions, burn them alive...

Some district heralds reported that the ground quickly heated up after a soldier of Sellier entered the circle, and even the magician of Sellier could not cool down with water magic.

Immediately afterwards, on the fiery ground, tongues of flame spewed out, turning into vines, tying the Soliel soldiers above the magic circle tightly, pulling them to the ground and roasting them alive.

Lu Yu felt a chill behind his back when he heard the news. He knew that Lulutis likes to play with fire and is also an explosive genius, but what kind of fire magic she can really know, Lu Yu has no idea. To be able to exert third-order strength, it basically uses third-order magic, and these third-order magics look really ordinary.

"You invented all these?"

Lulutis seemed to sense Lu Yu's thoughts and sighed: "Not all of them, and in fact, most of these magics are failed works."

"Is this still a failed work?" Lu Yu exclaimed.

"Qualified high-level magic must meet the elements of stability, high efficiency, easy release, and low consumption, and these magics either waste magic power, are not easy to use in actual combat, or have poor stability..."

"boom!"

While chatting in the chat room, an explosion occurred in Blue Water City.

Lu Yu looked up, and a block not far away was filled with black smoke.

"It should be that a certain magic circle was unstable and exploded." Lulutis continued, "These magics were created to deal with other high-level magicians, and are more than enough to deal with these soldiers."

More than enough?

Cannons for mosquitoes!

Lu Yu suddenly understood the reason why Lulutis was restrained along the way.

The knowledge she knows is too powerful for the local indigenous people. It is so powerful that as long as it is successfully used, it can bring countless deaths. Even a sixth-order magician cannot stop her, because the understanding of magic on both sides already has gap.

Because she is indeed a genius.

In a place where the highest combat power is only four or five, as long as she uses her knowledge, it will affect the balance of power in the local area. Once she has in-depth contact with the local people, even if she leaves knowledge out of good intentions, it may bring interest to the area. Unexpected disaster.

In order to avoid that possibility, she could only restrain herself from imparting knowledge to the greatest extent possible.

"How many magicians can you kill with the magic circle you are arranging now?"

The layout of the magic circles in the major blocks for Lu Yu's tactics is very simple, but now, Ye Shui has taken a lot of medicines provided by Lulutis, and absorbed a lot of magic cores and crystals, but they have not finished portraying them. .

The complexity of the array is far beyond Ye Shui's imagination.

The time for the formation of the array exceeded Lu Yu's estimation.

And Lulutis' answer to this was "This circle is different from others."

"I don't know, I haven't killed anyone with it before."

Lulutis' words made Lu Yu choked, and it took a while for him to complain: "But it took you a long time."

Lulutis emphasized: "Although I haven't used it to kill people, it was created to deal with someone you know, and she did suffer a lot."

"Who?"

"Rabbit," said Lulutis. "The next time you see her, tell her about Rabbit Fur, and her expression will be very interesting."

Orkus rushed to the outside of the Blue Water North City. As the herald said, it can be said that this place really stinks.

As far as the eyes can see, the ruins and broken walls of the North City are all dyed yellow-brown, and the sputter-like marks left by the dirt are everywhere.

Sellier was in charge of building roads and bridges. It was the first time that the sappers who cleaned the battlefield had seen such a tragic scene. If it weren't for the military orders, they wouldn't even plan to work in this stench of hell.

The sappers who were reluctant to come here urged the slaves of various ethnic groups who were captured by Celer to work, but they were able to be lazy.

The doctors in charge of the rescue wore masks and searched for survivors from the sea of ​​blood in the mountain of shit. Their strong sense of responsibility allowed them to overcome the stench and travel back and forth between Weng City and the North City. However, their efforts had little effect.

The first damage from the explosion, the second damage from the scorching golden juice burst, and the third damage from the golden juice rising into the sky and falling heavily, was enough to kill any unsuspecting soldier.

Most of the neat corpses the doctors found had extensive burn marks, and these people suffered more than the lucky ones who died in the blast.

The mutilated corpses, the stumps recovered by the doctors scattered all over the place, are placed together, and after the identification cards are found, they will be burned.

Enduring the stench, Orkus, who came here alone, saw the exposed human body parts in the ruins that were gradually washed by water magic, and also saw the corpses that were piled up and turned to ashes in the flames.

Flesh, incomplete, resentment that began to rise because of the death of his companion, restless air, disturbing sound of fighting... Countless images were intertwined and revolved in Orcus' mind.

The eyeballs injured by the summoning accident began to sting, Orcus trembled uncontrollably, and a throbbing from the depths of his soul began to roar.

Allowing that impulse to seduce his heart, Orcus meditated hard, calling out from the depths of his heart...

As the old gramophone starts to work, what is seen, not described in the book, fills every corner of the soul.

"Summon it."

The sound seemed to float from the end of the infinite spiral staircase. Orcus, who was struggling in his thoughts, stretched out his hand to grab the source of the sound, but suddenly woke up sweating profusely.

Orcus didn't wipe the sweat on his forehead, he trembled with excitement, for fear of missing the opportunity, he quickly stood up and stretched out his hand to the ruins in front of him.

"Summoning ceremony, start!"

"Depicting..."

The chariot of flesh and blood that was racing in front of him that night became more and more clear and distinct.

"describe…"

For the first time, Orcus violated the law of summoning that description is better than description, and hastily described the details of the chariot of flesh.

It was as if there was some kind of force telling him that he didn't need to do that to be successful.

Only at this moment did the people around notice that the person walking on the front line was actually a Summoner~www.mtlnovel.com~ and there was only one Summoner in the Seventh Army!

They raised their heads one after another, staring at the ball of light that was constantly churning in midair, looking forward to the summons that descended from it.

Deformed flesh and blood emerged there, and the dark red body and white skeleton were revealed little by little.

Watching the flesh-and-blood chariot fall to the ground, the huge "headlights" flashed one after another, as if greeting him, Orcus trembled all over, ecstatic, he was speechless, his magic power was drained, and he was overdrawn and he was sore and weak. body stood up.

"Success..."

He ignored the completely sluggish soldiers around him, staggered forward, and gently touched every part of the flesh and blood chariot with his hands, feeling the feeling that this strange summoning thing really existed here.

The tentacles of the flesh and blood chariot suddenly stretched out, swept away a piece of minced meat scattered nearby, and stuffed it directly into the body.

Noticing this scene, Orcus understood something.

"Want more?"

The Flesh Chariot waved its tentacles.

Orkus took out the magic crystal he carried with him, added a little magic power, and finally had the power to continue talking.

Orkus pointed to the blue water city in the distance: "There is flesh and blood that you can't eat, I order you to devour them!"

The chariot of flesh and blood started, and with the help of the countless pale palms of the chassis, the white bone wheel walked on the uneven ruins as if walking on the ground.

Following Orkus' orders, it only took a few moments to fly into the Blue Water City.

In the distance, Orcus heard a series of screams. When he came to the flesh and blood chariot, there was nothing left except the blood that splashed on the wall.

The crunching sound that kept ringing in the body of the Flesh and Blood War indicated the final fate of those people.

Chapter end