My Summons Are Weird Chapter 401

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Far away in the mouth of human beings is like a joke to Fagutar. In just one day, he found the city-state where the girl was.

Every time he appears, it will bring unspeakable fear to the local creatures. The seventh-order dragon is the peak of the times. If Sayer and Vanessa are not considered, no race can stop him.

This time is no exception, he will have a panoramic view of the crowd fleeing in fear, ignoring the warriors and magicians who mustered up the courage to take out their weapons, and let their bows and arrows take their steps despite the two-armed battle. , The spell falls on the body that seems to be carrying Qunsen.

The sight seems to be able to travel through time and space. Fagutar said that he only painted for a while in the crowd running like ants, and then he saw the stone-like figure standing in the tide, motionless.

The girl became a girl, and the girl became a woman. At this time, her hair was gray, but fortunately her eyes were still bright, and the moment they met, Fagutar recognized her, and even returned to her ear again. The song that echoed through the forests forty years ago sounded.

The sixth-order magic [Silence Technique] is activated.

Fagutar silenced the city-state, only exempting her, and he listened intently, wondering what she would say.

"Just woke up?"

Across forty years, she smiled and found the perfect excuse for Fagutar's late arrival, perhaps the moment when he waited forty years ago but was never seen, and every time in the long forty years ago. This is how she excused Fagutar every time she recalled the past.

"As the most adaptable to magic, we are born with indifference to love and affection, as if it was a curse placed on us by the powerful world... But at that moment, I felt the pain in my soul." Fagutar slowly He closed his eyes and seemed to be remembering something.

"I didn't make any more excuses. As a giant dragon, I found that I really made the wrong choice. I should have appeared that day..."

"I told her that I was hesitant and unwilling to admit that I was attached to her. This was the arrogance brought about by power, and this arrogance ended up causing me a long torment."

The girl had not been doing well for forty years, and her father's claim to find a home for her was actually a ridiculous statement.

At the end of Melias, the oppression of the people of the lower classes by the city-states has reached the level of madness. Just as the major city-states on the border of Solon now privately set taxes and open up new ways to "get rich", the major lords have completely turned their generals into slaves. With a fanatical impulse, the major lords in the end of Melias spent their time in an arms race-like exploitation of their citizens.

Melias, who still firmly believed that he was at his peak, was no longer the giant owl that only spread his wings to shelter the human race, but a blood-sucking beast lying on countless races.

When Fagutar hesitated, the girl's village suffered a drought. For him, the weather was only slightly dry, but for ordinary people, it was a nightmare.

The girl's family, who could no longer pay taxes, had to find a husband who lived in the city-state so that she would not become a slave.

Although she wanted to refuse, she had to agree for the opportunity of "redeeming their normal status" in the family's mouth-although she had other ideas, but in that era, the choice did not belong to them.

As the corruption of Melias intensified, the weakened but too big to fall giant owl began to struggle internally, and this eventually placed a heavier burden on more people who thought they lived in the city-state and could rest easy. body.

As a dutiful wife, her husband died of conscription, her child died of plague, natural and man-made disasters were rampant, and she finally had only herself to live, and it became a sad idea to redeem her family.

Fagutar went mad for the first time, the majestic magic was like a volcano erupting, and the fiery breath gushed out from his body, but he heard that she was no longer a girl, and she sang in a voice that was no longer clear and weathered. From the song of the year.

The anger that was enough to destroy the city-state did not subside, and Fagutar picked her up and accompanied her silently for the next thirty years, witnessing her a little bit of old age, and then returning to the earth.

In the last days of her life, she never resented anyone, but felt that life was always so difficult and fate was impermanent.

"Why didn't she ask for your help?" Sayer asked.

"She doesn't know the dragon, nor the rank, she only knows... The dragon's anger is enough to destroy the world. In the ballads passed down by word of mouth, our activities are always accompanied by destruction, fire, killing, no matter what. Third-rate or first-rate minstrels, in their stories, we are all like that, they are used to labeling us easy-to-understand, so... she is afraid that I misunderstand her request, so... a lot will die people," said Fagutar, "innocent people..."

Sayer finally understands why Fagutar had warned him and Vanessa for the first time.

They all met the gentlest soul that could change them, and all Fagutar could do was to end it early when the torment fell on Vanessa.

It was a curse so heavy that it was suffocating.

Fagutar buried the **** the woods on his back, but the curse did not stop because of her death. In the long time, Fagutar always looked at the human village in the distance and always felt inexplicable and intense pain. He always had the desire to destroy everything, but the kind soul always restrained his madness at the end.

He started not to recall and chose to fall asleep. In his dreams, he was able to correct his wrong choices countless times, to do whatever he wanted, and to listen to her chatter all the time.

"I want to try, help me."

With Sayer expressing his ideas, Fagutar's dragon head was raised high, and the golden vertical pupils were like cracks, as if they could inhale the spirit of people.

With the sound of sand and stones falling, Fagutar trembled and asked, "Do you know what you are doing?"

Sayer said: "It's clear...I'm willing to give everything for her, because she deserves to live more than me...Only if she lives, the world will have a chance to change, even if...only a little."

Fagutar did not persuade him any more. It seemed that he saw his own shadow from Sayer. He found the information of several magic tides in the complicated memory, as well as his subjective feelings.

Sayer took out a scroll, "Here are some of my mental magic tricks. As knowledge... I gave it to you, please help me with one more thing."

"If...if my infestation and dolls are all out of control, please...stop them."

The reel was blown back by Fagutar, who said to Sayer, who was going to add more, "My friend, the trade is a blasphemy on me."

Fagutar's voice softened: "I believe in you, you will do it... Unlike me who can't make changes, Vanessa may come back to you, if she can witness such a miracle, she will also Will you be happy?"

One man and one dragon made a silent promise.

Fagutar was once again hidden in the clouds, and Sayer set foot on his way home.

The data is ready, just adjust the puppet's sensitivity to magic, and you're done.

Sayer can feel that his magic power is escaping uncontrollably, and he has solved the heart disease by changing his heart, but he has nothing to do with other problems caused by his old age.

Feeling that his life is not long, Sayer did not go to the surrounding continents, but collected the materials needed for the last link in Mela. His rank dropped to the eighth rank, which made him speed up his actions, and he was incognito and disguised. By bartering, he purchased the three most critical materials for doll making. After packing everything up, he returned to the island, who was approaching the seventh order.

The signal that his life is coming to an end is getting stronger and stronger, and he is only one step away. Now he only needs to extract the essence of the materials and let them exert their super-standard effects in a condensed way, and then you are done.

If all goes well...

The remote island has ushered in uninvited guests. This area, which has never been reclaimed by any tribe, could not be observed in detail because of Sayer's magic circle. The magic circle is running, I don't know when it will start, this is already a heavy burden for him.

The strange magical atmosphere on the island attracted the attention of the Kraken, but the Kraken avoided it.

Immediately afterwards, the elves also noticed this place. The dangerous atmosphere did not make them retreat, but instead strengthened the idea of ​​"there are strange treasures on the isolated island".

The five races of dragon, elves, members of the Mage Tower of Melias, the dominant blood race, and the magic fox shared information one after another by chance, and formed a team of dozens of magicians to start a joint exploration.

Sayer noticed the change, and hurriedly ended the depiction of the puppet circle, intending to activate the barrier again to buy time.

However, even as powerful as Sayer, he can't resist aging. He has slipped to the seventh rank, and he can't even control the huge magic circle under the drag of his body. .

The search team pressed hard, and those bans that could easily kill them were cracked in the midst of laughter. They laughed at the incompetence of the ban master, and were amazed at how such a tyrannical magic breath was guarded by such weak magic. .

The butterfly was half into the sea by the giant. Sayer completed all the characterizations for the giant at the last moment. He only needed to separate his consciousness, become the source of infiltration, and enter the giant's body, and everything would be completed smoothly.

The irritable magic power exploded beside Sayer, the fifth-order magic sputtered on his body, and the severe pain interrupted his spellcasting.

Facing the menacing invaders and the shock and greed in their eyes when they saw the giants and butterflies, Sayer's eyes were cold.

Wearing a mask, he only murmured in the face of anyone's inquiries: "It's only one step away, it's really only the last magic power...Why do you interrupt..."

"Why are you forcing me to kill?"

Seventh-order but released ninth-order magic, this is the last bloom of Sayer's remnant.

Dozens of top magicians from all ethnic groups have tried their best to fight, but they are still losing ground.

They never imagined that on an isolated island, they could meet such a terrifying magician, with corpses all over the place for a while.

At the critical moment, the dragon crossed Sayer and hit the giant and the butterfly directly - they saw that Sayer was very nervous about the two dolls.

The rescued Sayer fell into a trap. Under the influence of the falling rank, he released the monster that should have been locked in the cage.

"Dip Dye!"

With Sayer's loud shout, dark thoughts poured out of his body and quickly swept the scene. After a moment of sluggishness, all the magicians laughed wildly and launched attacks on their companions. The claws tore at each other's flesh until the bones were exposed.

Seventh, sixth, fifth, fourth...

Like releasing the last breath in his body, Sayer's vitality quickly dissipated, and his body slumped a little bit.

Having lost all his strength and unable to control the magic power, he glanced at a puppet not far away, instead of driving it, he gritted his teeth, his eyes were red, and he supported his body with trembling knees.

He, who is proficient in spiritual magic, could have resisted the filth at this last moment, but for some reason, he seemed to remember something, poured a bottle of potion for himself, and used his body like a leaking ball to burst out like a flash of light. The magic power will wipe out all the infestation.

Sayer hugged his head and kept howling, but his feet were still heading towards the sea.

Finally, he threw himself on Butterfly in a frenzied manner, laughing wildly and murmured, completing the final characterization.

At the moment when his body was poured into the sea, he put the last bit of consciousness that he thought was "clean" into the core of the giant.

"Please... resurrect Vanessa."

The first person in the history of Mela Continent to reach the ninth order, the gifted great magician Sayer Lucamia murmured Vanessa's name over and over again before his death. The whirlpool of giants and butterflies sinking into the deep sea.

Decades later, Melias' unpopular rule finally ignited the fire of rebellion, and the tide of magic brought the fire to the east.

Just when the giant owl should be able to rely on its heritage to continue to survive, just as the rebel army was retreating steadily~www.mtlnovel.com~ The giants and butterflies that rose from the sea quietly set foot on the land of Mela.

Sayer's tainted will spread from the puppet on his deathbed like a plague that engulfed Meera.

Fargutar, who was on the top of the mountain, woke up from his deep sleep, and when he looked out at the terrible twist of the earth, he wailed mournfully to the sky.

Vanessa, Sayer, and her name kept getting mentioned.

In grief, Fagutar, as promised, used the flames to cleanse his dead friends.

He knew that there would be no Sayer and no more Vanessa in this world.

He also knows that he has finally lost his last friend, and in the long time, every time he wakes up, there will be no more expectations.

After several attempts, Fagutar crashed the giant and the butterfly into the deep sea again.

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