Please Stop Summoning Me!

Shen Yi nodded lightly and continued, "Let her come to the cafe."

Chapter 238 "Historical Drama" (4k)

Shen Yi made a decision to let the "historical drama" come to the cafe to see him.

Chris, who was praying, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll let her go to the cafe."

In the secret room, after the prayer, Chris didn't leave immediately, but couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

"Mr. Shen, who are you... Why do I pray to the 'Dark One' and communicate with you instead?"

In theory, if you pray to the Chaos Monitor and the Dark One, there will only be two results.

The first is that there is no effect, and this is the most common situation.

The second is... Chaos Watcher, the Dark One replied to himself and issued an oracle.

However, it was Mr. Shen who communicated with him after prayer.

Chris in the secret room took a deep breath.

"Ah......"

She was a little unimaginable, an unbelievable possibility, but again that was the only explanation.

"Impossible, it's impossible..."

Chris's hands trembled uncontrollably, and she left the secret room in a trance and returned to the office in the building.

She took out an envelope in the office and wrote Mr. Shen's reply on it with a pen.

This is the letter that the "historical drama" handed over to the Tumihua Office for contact.

"Go to Morningstar Cafe."

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Bayland at night.

Silent.

There is always something evil in the dark, just around the corner.

In a loft in Bayland South, a lazy purple-robed woman sat on a rattan chair, staring at the moonlight outside.

The attic was extremely dark, except for the moonlight from one window.

"Chess player, my only support now is you."

The purple-robed woman's body is choppy, convex and concave, with brown curly hair. Sexy and mysterious are her pronouns.

She wore a large hat that covered almost half of her face.

In the dim attic, only the moonlight shone down on the pile of books, and she also had a book in her hand, which recorded the history from the establishment of Bayland to the present.

"Absolute monarchy... Hehe, it's long since lived up to its name."

She spoke slowly, humming a silent song.

There are many core members of Wuguang Dust, but so far, most of them have gone to Beiland to give away their heads.

They were defeated by Shen Yi one by one.

The latest member of the Dust of Light to come to Bayland does not want to challenge the "chess player".

She's a "historical drama" and a traitor to the Dust of Light.

"Time is up."

"Historical Drama" has a smile on its face.

During the day she was informed that she was going to see the gentleman at the "Morning Star Cafe"...but instead of leaving immediately, she waited until evening.

At this time, she slowly got up, ready to meet the "chess player".

For her, it would be safer at night.

"Historical Drama" got up from the rattan chair, fingers slid in the moonlight, the numerous books began to shake, and a buried goblet flew out of them.

The goblet floated in mid-air, spinning slowly.

The finger of "Historical Drama" lightly tapped, and the red liquid automatically emerged from the goblet, and it overflowed in a blink of an eye.

She slowly raised her head, her blood-red eyes flashing a strange light.

The thirst for blood has always been unstoppable for her.

As the last vampire in the world, she has gone through almost three thousand years alone, and even to this day, she can't control her instincts.

She took the goblet with her fingers, raised her head, and drank the bright red blood.

A red liquid trickled down her pale neck.

"Historical Drama" couldn't help licking the corner of his mouth.

"Delicious...I don't know what the taste of chess players will be like..."

At this moment, she looked in the direction of the attic windowsill.

In the moonlight stood a thin figure, dressed in a black suit, with golden hair and a bright smile shining in the moonlight.

A-level investigator, the immortal Roland.

Roland looked at the girl who was a little taller than himself and said, "Actually, I really don't want to fight with women, but it's a different matter for aliens and monsters."

He continued: "Then, please let it go, Miss 'Historical Drama'."

"Historical Drama" smiled slightly, not panicking, but said: "You are Roland who is immortal and immortal. I have always been very strange. Why is a child who has only lived for a thousand years being called 'immortal and immortal'?"

Roland smiled. He had always been gentle with women, and he would never show mercy to vicious criminals.

There is no doubt that members of the Dust of Light need no sympathy.

Besides, this woman is a vampire.

Roland opened his hands and said, "Beautiful lady, maybe in your eyes I'm really still a child, but don't forget that my strength restrains you, and I'm not the only one who came to arrest you."

"Historical Drama" was silent for a moment, and his expression gradually became serious, and said: "We don't need to fight, because, I have already memorized

Betrayed the dust of no light, betrayed the 'writer'. "

Hearing this, Roland was silent for a while.

He shook his head and said, "Special instructions have been given from above, saying that you have the power to deceive people, and you must not listen to your sophistry. It is best to kill you on the spot."

The next moment, a golden light radiated from his hand.

Sunlight shines brighter than moonlight!

This is the power of brilliance.

It is the biggest nemesis of the blood clan.

Roland used to be the great knight of the Corona Church. Thousands of years ago, the god of primordial fire was implanted in his body.

The blood of the sun flows in this body.

Therefore, he will not grow old or die, and at the same time, he can radiate radiant power, and he is extremely restrained against evil and darkness.

Under the brilliance, the "Historical Drama" had almost no resistance, screamed, and the graceful and exquisite body burned in mourning, and soon turned to ashes.

The battle ended too easily, but Roland was stunned.

"That's it? No!"

Roland always felt that something was wrong. As an A-level investigator, he was experienced and understood that the problem was not that simple.

Suddenly, a black cloud of smoke gushed out from behind him, fled quickly, and flew into the distance in the night.

Roland didn't have a strong ability to attack from a distance, and immediately shouted: "Leo, stop her!"

Another A-level investigator who came to arrest the "Historical Drama" was Leo the "White Death".

Carrying a white box, Leo has been standing on the roof not far away, with a "disaster relic" in his hand, which can be used for long-range battles.

But he didn't make a move, calmly watching the black clouds fly away.

Roland witnessed this scene and couldn't understand it. He frowned and said, "Leo...why let her go?"

He suddenly had an idea.

Could it be Leo... an insider?

The black cloud of smoke fell into the alley and reassembled into the body of the purple-robed woman.

Just then, a male voice suddenly appeared behind her.

"You will be here, just as he predicted."

"Historical Drama" got a little nervous.

In the darkness, there seemed to be many people hidden on both sides of the alley, and they all had golden eyes.

A pair of golden-green eyes looked a little different.

The man with golden green eyes stepped forward and said, "He has already foreseen your purpose, so you must not be allowed to see the 'chess player'... I'm sorry."

The "Historical Drama" was silent for a while, then smiled charmingly, and said, "It seems that things have been calm this month, but Bayland has actually undergone tremendous changes."

The man with golden green eyes nodded and said, "Well, as you said, it has changed... In fact, we had reached an agreement with the 'writer' earlier."

"Actually, since the dream battle failed, the 'writer' wants to be more secretive about his actions in Bayland, and he doesn't want to provoke the 'chess player' any more...but the 'comedy' clown's mental state is too Unstable, something went wrong."

He continued: "This month, we have been very successful in covering up the situation, acting in secret... Never let you sabotage."

"Historical Drama" sighed.

"I have been watching this world for thousands of years, watching the history of humans and aliens, I don't want the world to be destroyed, and I don't want everything to die..."

The man was silent for a while and said, "In this case, you should join us. Saving the world is our common goal. No matter how difficult the process will be, all deaths and injuries are necessary sacrifices."

"The fact is, no matter how strong and righteous the 'chess player' is, he cannot save the world, and the outcome of choosing to follow him is doomed to tragedy."

"But the 'writer' can come up with a solution, even if it doesn't necessarily work, and it will cost most of humanity, it's better than drowning everyone."

"Be sensible. It is more in the interests of us and all mankind to help the 'writer' together... In a few days, we will find a way to convince the top management of the Anti-Magic Bureau."

"Historical Drama" was silent for a while, and then said: "I understand what you said, but I will not forgive the 'writer', and I also do not agree with his so-called 'new world', which does not give ordinary people a way to live, It's just a world where the few enslave the many."

"Of course, it's more because... I'm a willful woman."

"Historical Drama" smiled, took out a black book, and did not intend to stand still.

"Kill her!" the man yelled.

She quickly opened the black book, and black pages floated out of it.

One of the pages contains a legend about the warrior Sigurd.

He is an ancient heroic spirit, a knight who killed the giant dragon Fafna, and is praised by people in the Second Continent.

The knight in black armor fell from the sky.

His feet stepped on the ground, cracking the ground, wielding the "disaster relic" holy sword Gram, and bombarded forward.

The terrifying force poured over the earth, and the entire alley began to collapse in an instant.

Another black page flew out, spewing out a large amount of white mist.

Flowing with the blood of the red dragon, the king who once repelled the invaders came out of the white fog, wearing a mask and white armor, holding the sword in the lake and rushing to the enemy.

third page

, fourth page, fifth page...

Heroes and great men who existed in history one after another ran out of the book one after another, and everyone has great power.

The man with golden green eyes immediately shouted: "These are just projections, they won't exist forever, don't be afraid!"

There are nearly a hundred extraordinary people hidden in the alley, all of them are extraordinary people who have recently become powerful with the "golden ideal".

However, the purpose of "historical drama" is not to defeat the enemy, but to create a big enough movement.

She tried to get the attention of the "chess player" and his forces.

"Try to resist this."

The "Historical Drama" moved the black book slightly, and the next black page appeared... "Disaster Drama", with white hair and red eyes, 1.9 meters tall, and black incantations surging all over his body.

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