Honkai Summoning

Five minutes passed in the casual chat between the two of them.Suddenly, two winds howling through the air came from behind Su Mo.

Su Mo didn't move, but was directly hit by two black streamers behind him, and leaned forward a little.

A sound of footsteps came from behind Su Mo, but a comatose old man was approaching Su Mo just now. He was holding two small black flying knives in his hands. It was just such a flying knife that hit him just now. Sumo.

"I'm old, and my strength is much worse. I used to be able to pierce a stone directly."

The old man looked at the flying knife that stabbed into Su Mo's back. He seemed to be laughing at himself, but he was actually very proud. At the critical moment, he still needed to rely on him to achieve important results.

Everyone could see that although Su Mo got rid of the concentric lock, his current state was very bad, and even... some people wondered if he temporarily lost the terrifying immortality that was rumored to be because of the concentric lock.

After all, Tongxinsuo even pulled out his soul just now. If it hadn't fallen short at the last minute, they could have gone home for tea now.

And now, they might be able to go home for tea after a while, but they can die happily in the last ten years of their lives in peace.

The old man with the flying knife in his hand moved a little closer to Su Mo, but he didn't dare to get too close, for fear of the other party's counterattack. At a distance of about 20 meters, the strength and accuracy of his throwing knife are enough to pierce that guy's head, once, twice, three times.

"Goodbye, weird-"

As if the trial before the execution, the old man held the flying knife and raised his hand, and said.However, the last word was covered up by a crisp sound of gunshots.

The man's eyes widened, and a huge blood hole appeared on his head, almost completely blowing his head off.The figure of the old man fell back with the terrifying impact of the bullet, and lay on the ground, adding a touch of blood to the already red ground.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

With a few crisp gunshots, those who were not dead were also killed.

"call--"

Su Mo took a breath, took off his jacket, took off the bulletproof vest inside, and threw it on the ground.The flying knife pierced into the vest fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

Standing up with a pistol in his hand, Su Mo glanced at the corpse behind him and shook his head slightly: "Flying knife? It's 2053, yet still using something so ancient. Wouldn't it be possible to use something modern? Sigh , Today's young people are actually unable to accept new things."

Listening to Su Mo's words, the leader, and the most powerful old man, felt extremely absurd in his heart.

They have indeed failed miserably, but the reason for the fiasco is that they are not as good at using some modern tools as an old antique.

Su Mo walked to the old man's side, squatted down, put the muzzle of the gun on his chin, and said, "Let all of your people be evacuated, and you don't want them buried with them."

"it is good."

The old man raised his hand quite cooperatively, and his wide sleeve fell, revealing the communicator on his arm.

"Isn't this a modern tool?" Su Mo said.

The old man did not speak, and directly operated the communicator.Weapons in modern language are not used by them, but are completely useless to the person in front of them - no matter how powerful a weapon is, it can only kill the opponent once.But the other party, like Akate's vampire, has countless lives.

That time, the earth-shattering battle with Akate, although the momentum was amazing and quite exaggerated, actually had no gold content, it was just a process of mutual consumption of life on both sides.

In the end, after living for an unknown time, Su Mo, who was more mysterious than Akate, lost the opponent, won the battle, and gave Akate a fatal blow with their hands tonight.

And the number of people - the more people there are, the more food is delivered to the other party.

It's just that Su Mo now looks different from before.

Although the old man couldn't see what was different, but judging from the fact that he was wearing a body armor, did he really lose his immortality?

Regardless of what was in his heart, the old man closed his eyes and signaled a fight, but he had already given up: "Shoot."

"Who said I was going to shoot." Unexpectedly, Su Mo put away the gun.

"You won't kill me?" The old man was stunned for a moment.

"Who said I won't kill you." As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sharp pain in his chest. Looking down, the old man saw that a dagger had been stabbed into his chest.

With a slight shake of his right hand, a stroke, and a turn, a large hole was cut open on the old man's chest, revealing the beating heart inside.

The broken piece of paper that was put away by Su Mo just now was held between his two fingers and directly pierced into the heart of the old man, and the piece of paper was stained red with blood.

Withdrawing his hand, Su Mo opened his mouth and made a swallowing motion. The old man in front of him suddenly turned into dust, leaving a circle of gray-white traces on the ground and clothes that exuded the breath of death.

Closing his eyes, as if he was feeling something, Su Mo stood up, stretched out his right hand, and spread his palm upwards. The broken piece of paper that had just disappeared re-suspended in his hand.

"Now, I am the master."

Looking at the piece of paper floating in the palm of his hand, Su Mo whispered a word, then turned around and walked outside. There were footsteps coming from all directions.

Hearing these footsteps, Su Mo was not surprised. The people who came to besiege him at night were not normal. Even if he could give up his own life, he naturally wouldn't care about the lives of others.

It's just that because of their particularity, the number of people has no meaning at all, they are just here to deliver food, and the talents from outside have never appeared.And now... Anyway, it's time for the last fight, whatever means is directly thrown up regardless of whether it has an effect or not.

"Unfortunately, one minute earlier, these people could really kill me—maybe." Hearing the sound of footsteps approaching, Su Mo shattered the surrounding lights with several gunshots, and his body melted into into the dark.

Chapter 4 The so-called "Dharma-ending Age"

"Jingle Bell!"

The sound of the alarm clock filled Su Mo's ears. He stretched out a hand from the bed and turned off the alarm clock.After a while, he crawled out of the soft bedding, walked to the window and pulled the curtains open, the sun was still shining on him.

Seven full days have passed since that day's battle.Looking at Su Mo's leisurely appearance, it is self-evident who the final winner will be.

That night, after leaving blood and corpses on the ground, Su Mo successfully "evacuated" the battlefield.

As for the follow-up wiping, naturally, Su Mo doesn't need to worry about it, and someone will help him do it.

Oh, the people here are not referring to Su Mo's people, but the forces behind the group of old men that night - some kind of secret agency, the Crusaders, the Abnormal Phenomenon Handling Association and other organizations that cross regions and countries.

However, after that night, these powerful organizations that have lasted for hundreds of years may completely disappear within a few years.

That night, the old guys who were killed by Su Mo were, not surprisingly, the last remaining fruits of those organizations - once those guys died, the organization they belonged to was essentially the same as those fb, c, a and other organizations. There isn't much difference.

"Is this the end-of-law era often mentioned in novels?" Su Mo thought inwardly, looking at the sunlight in the sky.

Fifty years ago, Su Mo fought Akat, and the last vampire in the world disappeared.

Twenty years ago, the last ascetic in the world died.

Ten years ago, the last magician died of old age.

Five years ago, secret agencies and other organizations, after continuous investigation, came up with a data report that the number of humans with "supernatural power" in the world was less than [-], and the legendary era of the end of the law had come. This is the choice of this world.

As a result, a group of mentally abnormal old madmen began to hunt down the last and most powerful monster in the world, even out of the scope of human beings - the king of the dark night, Su Mo.

In the face of these people's pursuit, Su Mo seemed quite calm, with a calm attitude.Even passively waiting for the opponent to come, not even the most basic counterattack, just like the demon king who always lives in the castle in the anime, never takes the initiative to attack, and only waits for the brave to come, it can be said that he cooperates to the extreme.

In fact, Su Mo knew better than these people about the coming of the so-called end of the law.He has lived for so long, and he has almost seen it with his own eyes that the power at his disposal is declining little by little.

It's not so much the era of the end of the law, it's more about the changes in this world... If there is really a will of Gaia, then that will is repelling those forces, and the most severely repelled, of course, is Su Mo, who is second to none. The big-boss.

Other individuals who have mastered power far beyond ordinary people are actually not subject to such rejection. The rejection of supernormal power affects the entire human being, not the individual.

Only Su Mo is an unlucky guy. In recent years, his luck has been extremely bad. In terms of constellations, it means that Mercury has been retrograde for many years and cannot extricate himself.

Under the "deliberate care" of the world consciousness, Su Mo has been shrinking continuously, and the huge force that has shrunk to a similar extent for hundreds of years has officially disintegrated and no longer exists.

Until a year ago, Su Mo was basically the only one left... There was still money, and the only poor in the real sense was money, which was Su Mo at that time.

For this reason, those old men who were not in a normal state of mind continued to prepare for a year, until they mastered the concentric lock before they officially started to attack Su Mo.

But the final result was not what they expected.

The concentric lock is just a scam set up by Su Mo's guidance.Su Mo, who was rejected by the will of the world, could not take the initiative to contact that special thing, so, with the help of their hands, he successfully achieved his goal.

"The feeling of being rejected by the whole world is really uncomfortable. Now it's finally resolved." Sitting on the sofa, Su Mo looked at the piece of paper in the palm of his hand that was no bigger than a slap and said, "This thing, it should be Not in this world."

This broken piece of paper can be regarded as the origin of the legend of the Dark Night King.

At that time, Su Mo was just an ordinary person. One day, he encountered a piece of paper floating from somewhere, and everything changed.

His soul... was locked in this piece of paper, and then it would never die.But what followed was the lack of feeling as a human, or the separation of the soul and the body, and he became a walking "skeleton soldier".Any enjoyment that belongs to human beings has nothing to do with Su Mo - until he accidentally stuffed another person's soul into the broken piece of paper.

This briefly allowed him to regain all the sense of belonging to a human being.

And every time he was injured, the power consumed was no longer the extremely weak soul of Su Mo, who was imprisoned in a piece of paper, but lingered forever.

As a result, bloodthirsty, cruel, evil, the legend about the king of the night began.

But swallowing other people's souls is nothing but a solution to the symptoms rather than the root causes. Su Mo is still the lingering prisoner in the cage.

With the advent of the end of the law, the repulsion that Su Mo received, or the repulsion that the piece of paper of unknown origin received became stronger and stronger, and that was the battle that night.

With the help of the "power" of this world, Su Mo not only freed his soul from that cage, but in turn swallowed the piece of paper himself and became its master!

In the past, Su Mo was considered a prison boss when he died, but now Su Mo can be said to be the cage manager, or even the cage itself.

With the change of master-slave status, the world consciousness will naturally no longer deliberately take care of the aborigines Su Mo in this world.What it rejects is just that mysterious piece of paper, which is now its own "human", although the world as a whole is still developing towards the era of the end of the law or the era of technology.But Su Mo can live well.

At least it will definitely not happen again in the past where you can choke half to death after drinking saliva.

"What is this thing, is it a broken page of the Fengshenbang? No, no, the Fengshenbang is my own, how can I be so repelled. It must be an alien species." Su Mo looked at the piece of paper in his hand in a daze, and it was over. After a while, a voice came from outside the room, calling Su Mo to have breakfast.

"Here." Su Mo responded lazily and stood up.

He is now in a state of being so poor that only money is left, but now in the economic society, Su Mo, who controls a lot of wealth, still lives quite comfortably and unrestrainedly.

After breakfast, Su Mo began to think about the next thing - what to eat for lunch today.

Those organizations in the secret agency are now in a state of being overwhelmed, and it is impossible for anyone to be interested in looking for trouble with him.And some other institutions that belong to the state, to be honest, although Su Mo has unclear files in some high-level people.

But for such monsters, everyone maintains a respectful attitude.As long as Su Mo doesn't cause trouble, there won't be any troublesome people looking for him.

After all, if you want to kill such a monster, even a nuclear bomb is useless - the most powerful nuclear bomb can only kill him once.

Now Su Mo is as carefree as a kindergartener.

"It's no wonder that Akate has been chasing battle. It turned out to be too boring." Su Mo remembered the vampire. That guy's daily routine was basically sleeping, and he would suck blood and fight when he woke up.

In the past, Su Mo always had goals and pursuits, but now that he has suddenly achieved his goals, it is inevitable that he is a little bored, and he has nothing to sigh about his life.

"Mr. Su, the computer you want has been delivered." But Su Mo didn't get bored for a long time. A sharp tool to pass the time, the full-platform computer specially designed for games has been delivered. He owns all the games in the past ten years, including the currently developed games. It's a perfect vr game.

"Very good." Su Mo nodded.

After the housekeeper took someone to install the computer, he respectfully backed out.

As a professional housekeeper leading a team, although he is a little curious about this young and wealthy employer, his good work ethic lets him know that it is enough to do his job well.

After all, it's hard to find an employer who pays as generously as it does now.

At this moment, Su Mo, the generous employer, controlled the controller with a leisurely face, playing an antique-level game from a long time ago.

"Ok?"