Stop Calling Me!

This mysterious Shangxuan man has no hostility towards him, knowing this matter is enough.

It was raining lightly outside the cafe again.

Byron opened the umbrella and walked towards the outskirts of Bayland.

He did not hesitate to offend the gods outside the world, and hunted and killed the family of the Lord of Ashes, just to use it as a sacrifice in the summoning ceremony.

Tonight, he will touch the taboo among wizards and summon an illusory and untouchable god outside the world.

Resurrection beloved daughter.

Chapter 11 Chapter 11 A New Call

Today's business is not very good, but Shen Yi is still busy all day long.

"Huh, you can close the door now."

Shen Yi took out his phone and took a look, the current time is 11:30.

He moved his body a bit, sat behind the bar, and took out the offerings of the cult.

tear mask.

Shen Yi experienced a kind of fear deep in his heart after the mysterious events he experienced and the unknown things he got.

However, an irresistible curiosity that burst out from the depths of his bone marrow made him also fascinated by the unknown and mysterious fields.

Shen Yi still remembered what the priest of the sect said, this is an ever-changing mask, according to his understanding, it can transform.

"But how exactly should it be applied?"

Shen Yi put the mask on his face again, and stood in front of the mirror in the coffee shop, "Change! Change it for me!"

Nothing has changed.

"I can't do it."

With a bitter mood, Shen Yi took off the mask on his face, and casually put it on the bar.

As a result, he didn't stabilize the mask, and the latter fell directly from the bar.

The mask landed on Shen Yi's shadow, and the next moment it was submerged in it and disappeared.

Shen Yi looked at this scene in surprise, he assured that he was absolutely not dazzled, the mask sank into the shadow.

"Could it be that the mask is for the shadow?" He suddenly had a realization, thinking about changing his appearance.

The face in the mirror began to distort, blur, and gradually become an ordinary face.

"I see." Shen Yi finally understood how to apply the mask.

Shadow Mask, a relic of class "misinterpret".

When a mask is worn to a shadow, it has the ability to transform the shadow's owner.

It first appeared 2000 years ago in Peki, an ancient kingdom in the Third Continent, and its maker was probably a pharaoh of the Peki civilization.

The use of relics has negative effects, and the wearer of the shadow mask will lose himself, often forgetting his own memories.

Shen Yi stood in front of the mirror and tried many changes, feeling very interesting.

The mask can not only change the face, but also the body shape and clothing, but it is limited to the human form.

"interesting."

Shen Yi immediately became happy, when he was summoned again, he no longer needed to use his real appearance and figure.

He breathed a sigh of relief, "Huh, in this way, the possibility of being approached by cultists afterwards is very low."

After trying enough changes, Shen Yi had a thought, and the mask automatically popped out from his shadow.

He picked up the mask on the floor, went back to the back room and put it in a drawer.

The research on the sacrificial offering has made progress, Shen Yi is quite happy, but now he should calm down, close the shop and go to sleep.

Just as Shen Yi walked to the door, there was another vibration under his feet, and everything in the coffee shop was shaking.

He was not surprised, without the slightest panic or surprise, and quickly closed the door of the coffee shop before the gray fog surged up.

He didn't want to return to the coffee shop only to find that his belongings had been looted.

Shen Yi calmly and quickly came to the back room, first took the mask in the drawer, then opened the notebook on the table, and recorded the voices that appeared in his mind.

"The fog on the other side of the white, the great existence from the world of nothingness."

"A nameless, ineffable, shapeless, mysterious deity."

"My heart is full of despair and pain, and I take this as an opportunity to connect, offering the burning seed of chaos."

"I will do all the best and all the worst, just to pray for you to show up in the world and realize the only desire in my heart."

The fog on the other side of the white?I have heard the call of this One before.

Shen Yi turned the pen in his hand, and quickly analyzed a new piece of information.

Summoning the same mysterious being can use different spells, which is valuable information to write down.

The gray mist rose again, and soon surrounded the cafe.

In Shen Yi's hand, except for the pen and notebook, everything else disappeared.

"It's started again. This time, the summoned object seems to be the enemy of the Lord of Ashes."

Shen Yi picked up the paper and pen, and calmly walked towards the unknown place.

......

On the outskirts of Bayland, a dark private castle, an underground hall.

The hall was empty and drowsy, and Byron in a black suit stood in the middle, with a serious expression on his face, and the light in his sea-blue eyes was as sharp as a sharp knife.

A few meters away from his feet was a complex magic circle, outlining a strange pattern.

The weird patterns seem to be traceless, but they actually follow inexplicable and strange laws. The composition is rigorous, and ordinary people can never draw fluently without practice.

At the corner of the underground hall, there were four apprentices waiting for his order.

Yana is the only female among the four wizard apprentices. She is small in stature, but wears a baggy black robe and has a brown ponytail on the right side.

Her face was covered with sweat and she was clearly terrified of what was to come.

Yana bent down slightly, frightened but flattering at the same time, and said embarrassedly: "Teacher, did you say that as long as you complete this summoning for you, you will get a lot of subsidies, isn't it true?"

She put her two index fingers together and said with a straight face: "Because, I have always wanted to travel abroad, but you know my family conditions after all."

Byron nodded and replied calmly: "Of course there is no problem, Yana. After a successful sacrifice, I will pay all the expenses for your overseas travel."

Yana clenched her fist in front of her chest excitedly, and cried out in a low voice.

"Great!"

Byron deceived the students, saying that he just wanted to summon a more powerful spirit, the king of Nolan who pulled out the evil sword in ancient times.

The remuneration he offered was quite generous, and every student was very happy.

Byron calmly glanced at the watch on his wrist, and the time was almost up.

The ceremony is about to begin.

Byron slowly opened his clenched left hand. Inside was a disassembled origami crane with vaguely written words.

"I hope Dad will always be happy."

White lightning flashed outside the window, illuminating the serious face of the middle-aged man.

April [-]th, the night of Valpus, is the legendary night of the witch.

for several months.

This was the day he had been waiting for.

The ritual of invoking the untouchable is by far the most sinister of all spells.

Not only Nolan, but all countries strictly prohibit it.

Once discovered and reported, all those involved in the implementation will be sentenced to death.

But he had no choice.

The middle-aged man stretched out his bloodless right hand, raised a knife with the other hand, and stabbed at the palm of his hand.

At one point, it was very hot, as if it hurt like being electrocuted.

The induction continued, and the acid and heat gradually spread, and the wound felt like a shower of heat.

It hurts more and more.

Bright red slowly flowed from the palm of the hand, dyeing the strange patterns on the ground red by coincidence.

The middle-aged man watched nervously, took a deep breath, forced himself to concentrate, and recited the ancient spell.

"The fog on the other side of the white, the great existence from the world of nothingness."

"A nameless, ineffable, shapeless, mysterious deity."

"My heart is full of despair and pain, and I take this as an opportunity to connect, offering the burning seed of chaos."

"I will do all the best and all the worst, just to pray for you to show up in the world and realize the only desire in my heart."

A spell passed down from ancient times to the present, used to summon one of the many ancient gods.

It has existed since the beginning of human beings, and it is almost omniscient and omnipotent.

It can satisfy any wish of a person, as long as enough sacrifices are offered.

It can bring joy and hope to people, but it can also bring pain and despair to people.

It just absolutely does not bring happiness.

Time passed little by little.

The rain howled outside the window.

A white mist filled the hall, and the surrounding air gradually distorted and deformed.