My Summons Are Weird Chapter 351

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North Solon, Anling City.

The northern border cities lost contact one after another, and it was not only the Emperor Divik who was not shocked by the news of the fifteen cities in one day, but also many city-states in the interior of the northern border divided by the Solon Empire were also uneasy.

The [Third Falcon Legion] from the central region was urgently mobilized on the night of the strange appearance. The army of tens of thousands of people had not yet been assembled, and the major city-states in the northern border received a message of "raise vigilance and beware of enemy attacks".

However, the paradox is that no one in the city-states where the magic messengers in the north are still normal knows who the enemy is, and the 3rd Falcon Legion, who is about to come to help, knows nothing from top to bottom, and the orders they get are equally ambiguous.

The huge and powerful Solon Empire, whose information-gathering ability, second only to that of the Church, seems to be useless at this moment. The occupied fifteen cities are like the abyss of monsters. Nothing out.

An Ling was very close to Taro Rong, who had lost contact with him completely. Lord An Ling recalled all his subjects to the city as soon as he noticed something was wrong. He was far more sober than the nobles in the royal city of Rodmir...

Even if the forest spirits who have been in the civil war for a long time are suddenly united, they cannot create such a huge information shielding area... What exactly is occupying the city over there?

The adventurers were recruited, and the craftsmen's weapons were unconditionally distributed to the warriors under the pressure of Lord Anling - if this was a misunderstanding, he might not have to pay an extra silver coin... What if it was a misunderstanding?

The magicians gathered on the city wall released the magic messenger together, and the birds of various shapes went straight to the sky.

In addition to delivering messages, the magic messenger can also act as their eyes within a certain range. Since all the messengers in Anling City have been recalled, they have to confirm the situation around them all the time in this way, and constantly urge the first person who is still on their way. Three Falcon Corps support.

The eagle falcon soaring above the sky looked down at the snow-capped earth, and the black spot squeezed into the field of vision in the distance quickly attracted the attention of the magicians.

"Did your messenger see it... the black spot... no, the winged thing... the direction of the west city!"

"Confirm the black spots...the number is dozens, my messenger is far away, who is controlling the bat messenger, please go ahead and confirm."

The owner of the bat messenger controlled him to fly forward a distance: "This seems to be a harpie near the crest of Mount Fury."

"The group of birdmen who have deep trade ties with Xingjincheng?" A magician subconsciously said the name that would make the harpies unhappy.

"Looks like yes, did they escape from Xingjincheng? I just asked them about Xingjincheng..."

The vision of the magician who controlled the bat messenger suddenly bloomed, and the bat messenger who acted as his own eyes also followed suit and disappeared.

A magician noticed the abnormality and quickly reminded: "Something is not right, the bat has disappeared... The eagle has also disappeared!"

"Enemy attack?"

"Quick warning, warning!"

The bell rang, and the magicians and warriors in Anling City moved one after another, rushing towards the nearest city wall.

Lord An Ling came to the city wall for the first time. He frowned as he looked at the harpies approaching An Ling City at a constant speed.

They have sounded the alarm bell. If the harpies really came with the purpose of seizing the city, then they should retreat if the surprise attack fails, or speed up the fight with a panicked look, but their expressions...

Dozens of harpies looked numb, their eyes were blank, and they mechanically flapped their huge wings.

"Make them stop!"

The two fourth-order magicians rode the wind and flew towards the harpies. Before they got close, their thoughts instantly became heavy, and the thoughts flashing in their minds were sticky and muddy.

"You... stop..."

After instinctively shouting a sentence, the two who looked directly into the eyes of the harpies suddenly held their heads and screamed loudly, their bodies shaking violently.

The hearts of all the people on the city wall were beating wildly, and a severe sense of nausea struck, and suddenly many strange images appeared in their minds.

The closer the harpies are, the more realistic the images of those lakes will be.

Lord An Ling slumped to the ground, pointed in horror at the empty place, and stepped back with his hands and feet: "No... You are already dead... No, I don't want to see your face... I didn't do it!"

The terrifying and terrifying voice began to echo, and reason collapsed one after another.

The warriors took off their armor, discarded their weapons, and ran through the crowd with laughter and nakedness.

The sluggish magician waved his staff again and again, but no magic was triggered.

The civilians who stuck their heads out of the houses wanted to know what was going on, but after seeing the crazy crowd, they either knelt down and cried, or laughed wildly, all of them looking like crazy.

The image projected inside the palace is interrupted.

The wizards headed by the Royal Academy of Magic of the Solon Empire, the warriors of the Royal Knights, and the representatives representing the various factions of Solon were trembling. Bubo's age, but at this moment, horror appeared on everyone's face.

"Impossible... How is it possible, this is fake, they are just being attacked by forest spirits... No, Kraken... It could also be something else, in short, the other party can create a wide range of hallucinations!"

DiVictor, who was sitting on the throne, held his forehead and said nothing.

The black owl hits hard at those who hold the same opinion and continue to echo: "Unfortunately, several of our black owl companions also felt something not so wonderful when they killed a harpy."

"When we arrived at Vener City, Anling City had fallen. The image was brought out by a fifth-order magician desperately. After being infected, he threw the photo scroll to the city and realized that he was facing the In order to prevent the spread of infection, he chose to commit suicide."

Seeing that there are still people who have illusions and intend to refute, the black owl who spoke smiled and increased his tone: "Venar City is already fighting against infestation, and the situation is very dangerous. If you think that the empire is facing a unique An illusionist who needs an illusion to degenerate the elites of the empire, maybe you should go to the city of Vinal and experience it for yourself...if the city of Vinal can still be defended."

The head of the black owl, who was hidden in the dark, silently closed the eyes of everyone's performance, and then sighed heavily.

He did not continue to listen, but chose to secretly leave the palace and be in the snow, his heart became more and more sad.

After Melias fell, the huge corpse was devoured by Solon, Slego, and Kedzorn. As Solon, who directly destroyed the capital of the giant owl, took over a large number of Melias' books, and also captured some Emperor's secretary.

The head of the black owl clearly remembered that the last emperor and nobles of Melias had the same reaction as some people just now after hearing that the northern border city had been infected and fell one after another.

However, Melias had never experienced impregnation before, and Solon had.

Solon today, Melias yesterday, how similar.

A dull pain hit his chest, and the head of the black owl subconsciously covered it. After panting heavily, he was sweating profusely and recalled the man he saw in the Civita jungle that day.

The last snow monster, a continuation of the will of Melias' giant owl.

Several black owls besieged and killed him, which inspired his true power. Eighth-order magic warriors were rare in Meera.

In the past, the giant owl collapsed, and the snow monsters came one after another, fighting against the infestation with flesh and blood. Their absolute loyalty and perseverance gave the nearly dead giant owl a chance to breathe. They are guarded.

"It's like fate... do we want to be like them?"

The head of the black owl left the palace complex with a wry smile. As an extension of Solon's will, they must eradicate the things that shake the empire.

Even if the other party is immersed.

Overnight, the Ecclesiastical State, Sleago, and Kodzorn all received a message in the name of Emperor Solon, Divk.

"In the north of the Solon Empire, the spirit of impregnation reappears."

Sleigo, who was next to Solon, quickly received the message. King Noel XIII, who was discussing the human body in detail with several painters on the bed, firmly accepted the silent appearance of the silent man in black robes at the head of the bed.

Listening to the other party's narration in a female voice that was much flatter than the "heartedness" of one of the painters, Noel, who was sweating, stood up calmly, and he ignored the quiet one, took the crystal cup and drank it. A sip of tea.

Noel's constantly moving Adam's apple suddenly stopped, and the wind blowing in outside the spacious and spacious bedroom swirled, bringing a touch of coolness to the palace where the fire attribute magic was so strong that it was easy to run naked.

Noel turned his head stiffly, staring straight at the Silent One hidden under the black robe and black mask.

"Dip, dye, it, spirit?" Noel's tone of each word is higher than the last one, and finally the tone becomes sharp and thin, as if someone strangled his throat, emitting a talent that resembles a castrated slave Strange tune called out.

"If you don't feel cold, I can release the image for you now," said the Silent One.

Noel reached out his hand to stop her, looked back at the painters on the bed, and then clapped his hands, and several close guards appeared upon hearing the sound.

"Take them to a quiet place and have a good rest for a while." Noel glanced at the Silent One and ordered, "Send a Silent One to watch over them. I hope no one will know what they say for a while."

The painters who did not know the current situation were terrified, and they hurriedly pleaded with Noel shyly. One of them rushed forward and tried to obtain a license in the way they used to act coquettishly.

Noel raised his arms without hesitation, causing the graceful body to fall straight to the ground.

"Take it away!" Noel snapped.

The guards wrapped the painters with quilts and stuffed their mouths with cloth, then hurriedly left the bedroom.

After only two people were left, the Quiet One broadcasted the rubbing of the photo scroll that Solon had delivered.

Noel sat slumped on the edge of the bed, his eyes could not find a focus, and after a long time, he hurriedly stood up.

"Notify the Inquisition, the Noble Senate, the Mage's Tower, the Arena, the Potions Academy and...that...that..."

"You want to say, Yanwu Round Table?" The Quiet One reminded.

"Yes, let them all see, see clearly... In short, see clearly!" Noel was chaotic and kept pacing.

Suddenly, he shouted: "Come back!"

The Quiet One quickly returned to the bedroom.

"Don't get me wrong, those painters provide daily necessities as usual, and their appearance cannot be damaged."

The Silent Ones were really silent, but they were all used to Noel as the emperor, so they nodded.

"No, come back!"

The Silence returned again, and she asked, "You changed your mind. We will make their deaths less painful."

Noel's eyes were very bright, and his tone was serious: "Solon only wants us, and Codzorn and the Church have communicated information?"

"For now, yes."

"Divek, a waste who deserved to be taken by the dragon to grind his teeth, and was sucked up by the dryad to give back to Mother Earth! His father is ten thousand times stronger than him, no, one hundred thousand times!"

The Silence waited for Noel to finish his childish words.

"Notify all the clans around Silaigo... Let them know about the Spirit of Impregnation, quickly inform the Church, and let them speak with us. We must convince those fools as quickly as possible that this is not a joke!"

The Silent One hurriedly left, while Noel walked to the weapon rack in the corner of the bedroom, picked up a long spear, took a deep breath, and smashed the dummy behind him with one shot.

"Di Vick, are you too arrogant, or are you trying to reproduce the way of taking chestnuts from the fire of the human race back then!"

"You'll know sooner or later, then let them all go... What about the Silent Ones, where have you been?"

The new Pope Antonio of the Holy Nation of the Silver Maple immediately confirmed the authenticity of the information to Solon~www.mtlnovel.com~ An Lingcheng was infiltrated. After the sight, Kokai-in shuddered.

Antonio suddenly remembered Laurent's words before his death.

"Huge upheaval..."

Laurent, who was chewing those words, was startled.

When everyone in the Guanghui Academy heard the prophecy before Laurent's death, they stood up one after another.

However, Antonio had a bitter face: "Pope Laurent just asked me to prepare for the upcoming turmoil. He didn't tell the details."

Archbishop David of the Executive Court was thoughtful, and he looked around the other bishops and priests: "For a while, I often heard some small whispers, I talked to Pope Laurent, and he told me that he could hear it too. "

"Since then, Pope Laurent has been critically ill many times. After the hardships, he told Serra and me about the scene when he was in a coma, but as time passed, he became more and more reluctant to share... Is it the entrustment of the God of Glory?"

Everyone looked at each other.

Among the high-level members of the Guanghui Institute, there are not a few people who know that the God of Radiance is nothing but a fantasy created by them. They disguise their piety and choose to be in awe because of Laurent. Also starting to fade.

Now, the "prophecy" that Antonio has learned, David's words, everyone can't help but have a strong curiosity about the actions of Laurent in his final days.

What did Laurent see in the coma that left such a precise prediction for Antonio?

The shaky devotion suddenly became solidified by fear, and they looked up at the statue of the Lord Yinfeng behind them and couldn't help swallowing.

Chapter end