[Comprehensive] Supernatural Honmaru Experience Records

Watching Lie Su escort this heroic spirit named Cu Chulainn to the SCP Foundation to surrender... I mean to join Abel's Mobile Task Force.

"Next, is it our turn?"

After Lie Su left, the five-handed Wuhua Taidao was not in a hurry to clean it for a while, they watched with interest around the magic circle.

"Since long spells are wrong, let's experiment with short spells."

The first one to stand up was Da Baoping. He stood in front of the magic circle holding El-Melloi II's notebook, looked at the Japanese translation of the soul that Lie Su had just scribbled, and began to call out stutteringly.

"Stuff it, fill it, fill it..."

"Start from the beginning, this is the fifth time..."

Da Baoping read it bravely, and behind him, the other men with four swords all raised their foreheads together.

What an orphan translation!This kind of spell, which is at the same level as the machine, can summon heroic spirits!

And the fact is true, the light of the magic circle's spiritual power appears and disappears from time to time, stumbling and stumbling, bright and dark, and there is also a golden flash of malfunction, just like... the voice-activated sensor lights in the old and disrepaired tube unit building in the 80s All the same, it looks like it could be over at any moment.

Until the spell ended, the magic circle was still empty.

"Forget it, let's try it once first, and then go back and ask for the backup of the spell." Dadian Taiguangshi sighed, stepped forward to take the notebook from Dabaoping, and began to chant.

There was also no result, but the golden lightning in the magic circle became a little more.

After four attempts, Mikazuki Zongjin finally took the notebook, "Then let me do it one last time."

He didn't read the incantation, but put the notebook back on the podium. Three Ridge Yuezong approached and found that the spiritual power filled with faint moonlight was floating in the magic circle, and in an instant, the whole magic circle was ignited!

Um?There is a show!

Karasuma and the others concentrated their attention, carefully observing the middle of the magic circle——

A figure in a samurai uniform gradually condensed——

"I only sensed the existence of the peerless sword just now, but I didn't expect it to have as many as five strikes!"

An extremely excited voice sounded from the magic circle, "It's not in vain that I just won this opportunity by fighting that guy Musashi for [-] rounds. This trip is not in vain, this trip is not in vain!"

The young samurai in blue clothes and blue hair looked at Tsukimune Mikami with fiery eyes, and then at Suzumaru Koji, Obahira, Kokarasuma, and Odenita in turn, with even more eager eyes.

"Assasin class Servant, Kojiro Sasaki. See here!"

In fact, Dabaohei's first summoning was successful, as long as there was a magic circle to summon the heroic spirit, the reason for the failure was that Sasaki Kojiro was dueling with Musashi, fighting for the chance to be summoned.

Oh, not just the two of them, but Oda Nobunaga, Okita Souji, Hijikata Toshizo, etc. are on their way.

The famous sword is calling!

In the end, because of the low spiritual power of the sword men, Sasaki Kojiro changed his class and squeezed into the magic circle with a one-star weak spirit base.

You will never understand a poor samurai's desire for a famous sword!

Sasaki Kojiro looked eagerly at his sword master, as if the bond between them reached 10 the moment their eyes met.

"We're going to fight now...how!"

It turns out that the sword master Sasaki Kojiro in history...has such a character?

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The first one to return home was Chang An Ta Yin.

His home is still a relatively long distance from the university at this SCP Foundation site, who knows how he was the first to arrive home.

However, Chang An Ta Yin knew that what he had been looking forward to was today.

For today...he made a lot of preparations, a lot.

Come on, let's see how he does it!

First of all, Chang An stepped back into his dormitory, which had a strange and dark wind of Cthulhu. He did not turn on the light, because the phosphorous fire in the skull of the Mongolian secret shrunken man hanging in the room was burning slowly, and the mithril crystal on the desk The ball is reflecting the dim moonlight—

Unexpectedly, this kind of dark style room actually has its own light in the middle of the night!How much electricity bills will be saved in a year!

It is estimated that Chang An Ta Yin has the ability similar to night vision, otherwise, from elementary school to high school, the average child would be nearsighted to blind.

Besides, it was useless to turn on the light. Looking at the standing lamp in his room that imitated the Sanxingdui bronze sacrificial tree, it probably wouldn't light much even if it was turned on.

Chang Antayin opened the drawer next to the desk, took out a small box, reached out and took out a bottle of shiny fluorescent powder, and meticulously began to draw the magic circle.

The black shadow, which was difficult to control in the dark before, is honest in the dark for the first time. It pokes its head out beside Chang An Ta Yin, and holds up the mobile phone to Chang An Ta Yin to compare the original image of the magic circle in the photo. It is cute. Extremely.

"Well, that's about it."

Chang An stepped in the shade and patted the fluorescent powder on his hands, then took out a tube of blood of fans and poured it on the magic circle.

Hei Ying swipe the screen of the mobile phone to call up the spell, and when he was about to hand it to Chang An Ta Yin, he waved his hand and refused.

"As for the mantra, I re-translated a version based on English." Chang An Tayin waved his hand, saying that he didn't need an inscription, after all, he had memorized it by heart on the way home.

"Your body is under me; my fate is on your sword." 』

"Anyone who responds to the call of the Holy Grail and obeys this will and reason, answer me!" 』

This sounds completely different from Lie Su's soul translation!It's just... just two spells!

This can be said to be the pinnacle of metaphysical summoning.

There is a saying - if you never forget, there will be echoes.Chang Anta's reddened eyes are fixed on the magic circle. For a young man who is dying of secondary illness, "drawing a useful magic circle" can be said to be his lifelong wish.

There was a tingling pain on the back of his hand, the red command spell appeared on his hand, and the golden light erupted from the magic circle. It was the scene he had dreamed of, which could make his secondary illness continue to be ill for 20 years!

Huge banners fluttered in the room, and the girl with long golden braids stepped out in golden light, and then bowed slightly to Chang An Ta Yin.

"Servant, Ruler—Jeanne, it's great to meet you!"

This room has never been so bright since it was decorated in a dark and dark style.It could not be more appropriate to say that it is "flourishing and radiant".

Even the black shadow, who is most afraid of light, stared at the figure of the heroic spirit in astonishment.

And Chang An Ta Yin was so surprised by this shocking summoning ceremony that he stayed put, and the several words of self-introduction to the heroic spirit that he had imagined before were all thrown away——

The girl in front of me may be shining brightly.

Joan of Arc took a look at the surrounding environment, this familiar decoration style made the corners of her eyes twitch instantly, and an ominous premonition filled her heart.

Sure enough, another Gilles de Rais style master...

Why, every time the impromptu pick responds to... the same style? !

No...you can't complain!You can't complain about your own master!

Joan took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. As a country girl from a village, she couldn't feel the beauty of this dark style. All she knew and understood was——

Guys who like this kind of style should feel... very bitter in their hearts.

"Although I don't have any experience as a knight, I still know what to do as a leader holding the banner. Follow me carefully, Master!"

Chang An Tayin's eyes widened in an instant, he stared blankly at Joan of Arc, and felt that something in his heart was touched, and it seemed that something overflowed.

Guys who like this style should... all like this type in their hearts!

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Real knowledge comes from practice, and after an unforgettable call, Lie Su came to a truth.

— that long incantation is wrong!

So let's try short ones next.

After giving the mad-rank Cu Chulainn to Abel as a team member, Liesu finally had time again and was ready to try again.

The magic circle in the classroom had already been cleaned up, Lie Su scratched his head, and then turned his gaze to the projector hanging from the ceiling... Well, it's a good idea.

Liesu projected the magic array that he took with his mobile phone on the ground with a projector.Then he turned out the spell again, ready to chant——

Wait, put your phone on silent first.

Lie Su swears that he will never answer the phone during the summoning process, absolutely not!

He picked up the book and poured out spells in English with a Chinese accent, and the magic circle glowed again——

Through the misty magic power and the magic circle, he seemed to hear the distant dragon chant on the other side...

"Om--! ! ! 』

Fuck, is that what the dragon is called? !

Lie Su lowered his head with a dark face, and saw that his mobile phone, which had been set to silent, was vibrating violently.

Do not answer!He Liesu will never answer the phone in the middle of the call!no way!

Winds and clouds were surging in the magic circle, and with the sound of dragon chant and the vibration of the mobile phone, a figure gradually condensed into a tall and mighty shape——

His silver-gray long hair was scattered unruly on the thick mithril armor, covering the giant sword behind him, but it couldn't hide the killing spirit after millions of battles, and it also revealed that he was a saber identity of.

Actually... Summoned to Saber? !The Saber rank that ranks first among the three major ranks?

Lie Su held his breath in surprise.

"I am Liesu, and I am also the person in charge of this Holy Grail mission... May I ask this heroic spirit, what is your wish for the Holy Grail?"

Ying Ling raised his head, his handsome face looked gentle and calm, which didn't match the battle attire. Ying Ling looked at Lie Su, then at Lie Su's pocket... the vibrating cell phone, and spoke hesitantly.

To Lie Su's surprise, this hero didn't answer his own question, nor did he introduce himself, but—

"I'm sorry, because I was summoned...the master was delayed from answering the phone."

This sudden sorry made Lie Su choke back all the words he had prepared.

It turns out that no matter whether you answer the phone or not... as long as the phone calls, will there be a summoning accident? !