Please Stop Summoning Me!

This crazy, destructive monster!

A storm began to condense in the sky.

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Cafe.

Shen Yi sat calmly by the window without turning on the light.

He was shrouded in darkness, quietly waiting for the promised visit of the "Historical Drama".

However, Shen Yi waited from noon until now, and it was already midnight... The "historical drama" that claimed to have betrayed Wuguang Chen still did not appear.

what happened?

Shen Yi couldn't help thinking, this is not an ordinary date, but a major event that determines the trend of the world.

"Historical drama" can't put its own pigeons for no reason.

In fact, there are very few people in the world who dare to do this.

At this moment, Shen Yi felt someone approaching.

After a while, it was a man who pushed open the glass door.

He is dressed in a black suit, with an easy-going and friendly smile. He is in his early thirties and has a neatly cut head.

Shen Yi was silent, in his impression, the "historical drama" was a woman.

The man came over and introduced himself: "Hello, I'm an investigator from the Anti-Magic Bureau, Benny."

Shen Yi sat in the dark without standing up.

"What's your purpose here?"

Benny smiled and continued: "I just want to tell you that the 'historical drama' has been captured by us and is being tortured... Soon we will be able to dig out all the information about the 'writer'."

Um?

Shen Yi narrowed his eyes, nodded, and said, "Well...I see."

With a full smile on his face, Benny continued: "It really makes me very happy to see you."

"Actually, I have a good relationship with Su Ling. Sometimes, I have also heard Su Ling tell you about your deeds."

Su Ling's friend?

Shen Yi had never heard Su Ling mention this man.

Benny said, "I used to be Su Ling's friend, but in the past few months, there has been a little bit of estrangement between us, alas."

"But that's just a little interlude."

Shen Yi said calmly: "Well, do you have anything else?"

Benny shook his head and said, "No, since you don't want me to stay, then I'll leave."

He heard the meaning of chasing people and left immediately, being polite the whole time.

In the darkness, Shen Yi looked at Belland, who was silent outside the window.

He sensed something was wrong.

If the "historical drama" did not betray the dust of light, there is no need to communicate with Chris and say that he wants to meet with himself.

If the "historical drama" betrayed Wuguang Chen, then what happened to her being caught and tortured by the Anti-Magic Bureau?

The situation is not right.

Shen Yi vaguely felt that someone was lying and that something was wrong.

And, combined with the intelligence that the "writers" are wooing and corrupting the elite... the situation is even more bizarre.

He smelled the ghost's breath.

"boom!"

White lightning flashed across the sky, and a thunderstorm suddenly occurred in Bayland, which was unexpected.

Shen Yi looked out the window and stood up.

"Today...isn't a day of thunder."

Chapter 239: Falling Snow

Snowflakes gradually fell.

The fighting in the alley was fierce.

After a few loud bangs, the entire alley collapsed, and only a few of the hundreds of extraordinary people who came and went around collapsed.

The projection of the "disaster drama" was only useful as a trick, and it began to fall apart.

A huge thunderstorm fell from the sky, accompanied by a huge power, like the sword of the White Emperor, which seemed to wipe out all the evil.

The hearts of many extraordinary people cooled down, thinking that this time they were destined to die without a whole corpse.

Among the supernatural beings, there is a mysterious wizard who wears a black mask and is covered in black robes.

He has already stretched out his hand and pinched the white thunder that fell from the sky in the palm of his hand, just like manipulating a gentle and obedient puppy, taming the natural disaster-like thunder and lightning effortlessly.

The mysterious wizard sneered: "The 'historical drama' of Dustless Dust is nothing more than that."

One after another projections created in the book of "Historical Drama" were gradually broken by the superhumans, or disappeared on their own.

She walked out of the alley, the black book in her hand was running out of pages.

Snowing.

White snowflakes fall from the sky.

"Historical Drama" looked up at the sky and felt the blood gradually solidifying.

In the instant contact battle with Roland just now, she was not uninjured, on the contrary, she was seriously injured.

The power of the sun made her blood boil, and it has not stopped until now, and the successive battles made it impossible for her to deal with her injuries.

Injuries are spreading.

Even though it was cold, she could feel the piercing heat.

"what......"

She fell to her knees slowly and let out a breath of hot air.

Are you going to die here? He clearly escaped to Bayland, and he is only one step away from seeing the "chess player".

In fact, she wasn't sure...whether the "chess players" could really help her.

Is that man really as magical as the legends say?

but

, she can be sure of one thing - this is her only hope, "chess players" are undoubtedly the most likely to eliminate the existence of "writers".

"Historical Drama" lowered his eyes and looked at the black book in his hand.

"Looks like it doesn't work."

The black book in her hand is not a mysterious relic, but a "projection book" created by "historical drama" through invisible techniques.

Any extraordinary person or extraordinary phenomenon recorded as a 'story' can theoretically be summoned through it.

But the duration is very short, and the stronger the projection, the faster it disappears.

Because the "historical drama" has not reached the level of "untouchable", she also cannot summon a powerful projection of the level of "untouchable".

"It's over, historical drama."

A man with golden green eyes came out of the shadows.

Hundreds of extraordinary people who took the "golden ideal" came from all directions around the street.

The strength of this group of people is generally not weak, and there are even disaster-level powerhouses. Even if they were blocked by the projection for a while, they are still killed now.

Late at night, snow falls.

There are no idle people in this street. They have used the "dispersion" in their extraordinary power to let ordinary people go home and sleep honestly.

No one will bother here.

"Historical Drama" knelt quietly in the snow, watching the approaching superhumans.

The man with golden green eyes had walked up to her, looked at her delicate face, and introduced himself: "I'm Bayland's senior finisher, Evan, and now I'm a disaster-level superhuman like you. "

"It's the gift of a 'writer'."

"And among these people behind me... there are finishers, there are members of the cult, there are killers, bodyguards, wizards, believers of the first fire, and even investigators... they all took The 'golden ideal' is also due to the gift of the 'writer' to become stronger."

"Whether it is for our personal interests or for the whole world, you must be killed, and the 'chess players' must not be allowed to interfere with the 'writer' any more."

"Historical Drama" bowed his head slightly and curled up, the power of the sun was still raging in his body.

Usually, she only needs a few minutes, or some blood, to deal with this small problem.

But now the "historical drama" has no chance at all.

She looked at everyone with a sneer and said, "Forget the middle paragraph, for the world? Except for the 'writer', all of us are actually just for the sake of individuals."

Evan chuckled and said, "Maybe so."

Some superhumans couldn't help it and shouted.

"Why are you talking nonsense with her? Quickly kill her, so as not to have too many dreams at night."

The person who spoke stood behind Evan, a woman with five or three thick, vigorous muscles, covered with hair and jeans, like a humanoid gorilla...

Her nickname is "The Tigress", she was originally a boss of the gangster in the Bayland slum, and only has the extraordinary power of the upper distortion level. After taking the "Golden Ideal", she finally reached the disaster level.

The mysterious wizard standing among the many extraordinary people made a hoarse voice.

"Let me come."

People moved out of the way, and even Evan turned away slightly.

He is the strongest among the hundred extraordinary people. He was originally a legendary wizard, nicknamed "The Mask", and is one of the few existences in Nolan who is as famous as Byron.

However, he recently took the "Golden Ideal", and his strength has greatly increased, and he feels that he has thrown away many wizards at the level of Byron.

The mysterious wizard "Mask" came over and slowly continued in a hoarse voice: "I haven't killed a vampire yet, I heard that you scum, with an almost immortal body, is very difficult to die... um , I will find a way to make you die faster."

Execution begins.

"Mask" stretched out a hand, and the white lightning that he had just taken away appeared on it. The power of this blow was strong enough.

He wants to roast the woman in front of him into charcoal.

At this moment, the superhumans heard a steady voice.

"stop."

"Mask" was stunned for a moment, but he didn't stop, and he didn't even see who was talking.

No one can stop him at this moment!

"what."

The next moment, "Mask" was slightly taken aback.

"My arm..."

He was surprised to find that the right hand holding the white thunderbolt suddenly disappeared!

"I told you to stop."

Only at this point did the extraordinary people realize that there was a man with a golden mask and a black trench coat standing not far away.

What he held in his hand was a unique but well-known threaded cane.

The expressions of the hundreds of extraordinary people present changed greatly, and some people even trembled with fear, and their minds went blank.

"Chess players!" someone shouted.

Shen Yi calmly took a step towards them.

A group of extraordinary people retreated again and again, whether it was Evan, "Tigress" or "Mask".

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