[Comprehensive] Dimensional Summoning Catalog

It all started with the Chinese Qingqing ceremony, the birth of the first luminous baby.

Since then, "paranormal" phenomena have emerged one after another around the world.

It's as if the Earth OL suddenly updated the version without saying hello, and the world has entered the era of aura recovery.

80.00% of the people in the world began to possess superpowers named "personality", and the reality of this fantasy has caused large-scale turmoil around the world. The old social system has been impacted by new forces. Morality, the rule of law, and even the division of "human beings" themselves have been redefined.

Countless bloodshed and sacrifices took place in the darkness on the eve of dawn. After a long period of turmoil, humans who had shed enough blood finally re-established a new social system in the ruins.

The world ushered in a new life.

At the same time, a profession that once only appeared in people's fantasy and longing has also stepped onto the stage of reality.

That is "hero".

If people later put this period of glorious history around dawn into paper, Sugawara Teruzuki felt that her childhood sweetheart Midoriya Izuku would definitely have a name, and she would still exist as the protagonist of a chapter of a certain era. It was repeated countless times in history and politics classes in the future, and it showed an unparalleled sense of presence in the monthly exams, the middle school exams, the college exams, the national exams, and other large and small exams, which impressed countless students and gnashed their teeth.

Before this legend started, when Sugawara Teruzuki was still studying in the third year of the country, her bamboo horse, which was about to shine brightly on the historical stage in the future, was just a green 14-year-old boy, with an ordinary appearance like a roadside. Visible pebbles.Ordinary, small, unremarkable, and personalityless.

Now, the future NO.1 hero is thanking himself for his inconspicuousness while huddling with his own little green plum beside the bank counter, obediently forming two balls of himself so as not to cause trouble to the man who is walking around with a gun in the lobby attention.

The heroine of this article, Teruzuki Sugawara, is 14 years old. On the way to play with Zhuma in Tokyo, she encountered a gangster robbing the bank while handling business at the bank. She is currently living as a hostage.

Carefully leaning against the marble counter, Huiyue folded her hands on her knees and looked around carefully. On the left was a father and son who came to the bank to withdraw money.The well-dressed father in a black suit was holding his seven or eight-year-old son tightly in his arms. The leather briefcase containing the money dropped at his feet and had no intention of picking it up.The little boy who was held in his arms only showed the back of his head, his body was still trembling slightly, but he was very obedient and did not cry as if he knew the current situation, and the father holding him also had a sweaty expression on his face It is a kind of panic and tension trying to calm down.

Huiyue looked to the right again, beyond the bamboo horse squatting next to him, on the other side was a young man in his 20s who was kneeling on the ground.The baseball cap was so low that the eyes could not be seen, the pale golden hair swept down from the ear temples, and the outline of the jaw had an inexplicable sense of sharpness.

The sound of sobbing filled the air, and anxiety and tension shrouded the entire bank hall like a haze.One of the only gangsters standing in the lobby was still walking around in a leisurely manner. The sound of footsteps with hard soles on the marble floor condensed into a string that was getting tighter and tighter in the air. No one knew it. When will it break.

Uh...

Huiyue bit her lip, carefully shrinking her right foot outside.She was also very nervous, but this kind of nervousness was subtly different from other people who worried about their own lives. What she felt most at a loss was that she didn't know what to do now.

"Hui sauce."

As if aware of her uneasiness, the bamboo horse on her right leaned towards her side, comforting her softly, "Don't be afraid, there will be heroes coming soon, and we will be saved."

In the weather in June, the air conditioner in the bank was turned on early, and the cool air penetrated into her body along the pores, and her exposed arms were so cold that the hairs on her back stood on end.The bamboo horse leaning over was like a large heat source, and the forearm under the cuff was attached to hers. The reassuring warmth was transmitted from the young man, and together with his bright and gentle voice, Huiyue's turbulent anxiety subsided. a lot.

"Xiaojiu..." Huiyue rubbed against the bamboo horse again, biting her lower lip with her teeth, her eyes lowered on the marble floor under her feet.

"Yeah." Zhuma said softly, "Don't be afraid of Hui Jiang, I'm here."

This is the first time Sugawara Teruzuki has faced such a situation.

Although the world has entered a new process, all kinds of supernatural crimes have emerged in an endless stream around the world.On the way to work, I encountered a beast-like supernatural being making a scene in the street. He held a telecommunication tower and staged a superhuman battle against aliens with the professional heroes who came to support him. This kind of thing is not new news on the Internet. .

I don’t know how many times the streets I walked every day were destroyed and rebuilt. Because of the emergence of individuality, even the construction has become a convenient and quick thing. Heart, even when heroes and criminals are fighting, they dare to stand on the edge of the security line and watch the excitement.

To be honest, Teruzuki Sugawara has encountered this kind of thing more than once, and he was once a member of the onlookers who stood in the crowd, watched photos, commented and posted on Weibo.But the situation now is completely different from before.

The difference is not that she went from being a hostage to being held hostage by the crowd, but the group that held them.

Dressed casually like street gangsters, he drove the hostages in the lobby together like a sheep with various personalities. His hair was dyed in various colors and accompanied by cheap laughs from time to time.No matter how you look at it, they are just a group of murderous bastards, but the two leaders among them, one is negotiating with the police outside, and the other is walking around the crowd with a gun and a smile. A hoodie, short black hair, and sneakers, but his whole body is filled with the murderous look of a psychopath.

The domineering arrogance that seemed to smack of blood arrogantly showed everyone that he must have killed people, not just one.

That is a real desperado, completely different from the street criminals who just want to use their personality to vent or destroy.

"Ah, don't be so nervous." The black-haired kidnapper easily hooked the gun with his fingers, turning it between his fingers like playing with a toy.He leaned slightly towards the hostages, smiling and showing a kind face, "Just playing a game with you guys. Look, I haven't started killing anyone yet~"

Grinning, he stretched out his hand and pointed back, and looking in the direction of his finger, the bodies of the hostages trembled with increasing fear.

In the diagonally opposite corner, a person was firmly tied up by a rope made of one of the kidnappers' hair. The shocking wound on his right shoulder almost exposed his bones, and the blood and minced flesh mixed under his body into a dazzling blood color.

It was a professional hero who had come to rescue them before, but was captured by the black-haired kidnappers and thrown there casually.The kidnappers did not kill him, but the wounds on his body were so terrible that it was almost doubtful whether he would survive.

"This game is called, the game of hunting heroes~hahahahaha, please come and play the bait, let's see, who will be the next one to take the bait? Haha, hahaha..."

The kidnapper's wild laughter echoed in the hall, and the blatant declaration of war on the heroes was like a large silence spell.Everyone couldn't believe it and looked at him in shock, but they met the kidnapper's deathly cold eyes.In the dead silence, the hostages suddenly realized in horror that it was true, what this person said was true...

"Speaking of which, I'm actually from a country like Kyushu." The black-haired kidnapper opened his arms in enjoyment in the sight of people's panic, and said with a smile like a speech.

"The heroes in Kyushu are good~weak~ah, I'm not happy at all, there's no challenge at all! I thought the heroes in a big city like Tokyo would be stronger, tsk."

As soon as the words fell, he shot back without any warning.

The hero bound by his hair at the corner let out a muffled groan, and bright red blood flowed down his right leg which had just been pierced by a bullet.

"Hey, he's from a big city anyway, huh?! Let me have a good time!"

Sugawara Teruzuki huddled in the corner of the wall, covered her mouth with trembling hands, and looked at him with wide-open eyes. A dozen or so steps away from her, the hero in samurai uniform was panting rapidly, and the cold sweat on his forehead was wet with broken hair. The face is just that of a young man in his 20s.Seemingly aware of his gaze, he raised his eyelids and looked at her. The girl's long black hair was scattered and her eyes were full of horror, reflected in his chaotic field of vision.The young man smiled weakly at her, and slightly moved his thin lips to make a few mouth shapes.

"Don't be afraid..."

Sugawara Teruzuki's nose was sore, her heart seemed to be tightened by some invisible force, and her eye sockets instantly turned red.

... What, what to do, what to do now?

She, do you want to do it?

But let's not talk about whether she can really do anything, if other innocent people are involved and the kidnappers are angered...

And Xiao Jiu is still here, she is not sure that she can protect him...

"Hui Jiang." The bamboo horse next to her suddenly called her softly, and slowly held her hand.

Time passed by, and in the middle of the hall, the black-haired robber walked back and forth in the middle of the hall with one hand on his waist, feeling nervous and anxious.

"Where is the hero? Where is the hero? Where is the hero?! Why hasn't anyone come yet? Why hasn't anyone come?!"

"How long has it been? 10 minutes? 15 minutes? Ahhh, why are you moving so slowly?!"

Accompanied by the kidnapper's sudden manic roar, he suddenly raised his hand and shot aimlessly in the hall.The hostages in the hall screamed in horror while avoiding, and the atmosphere suddenly became chaotic like a boiling pot of hot soup.

"careful!"

Sugawara Teruzuki was pulled to the side to hide, just avoiding a bullet that grazed her head.

"Thank you, thank you." Huiyue almost fell to the ground with an unsteady center of gravity, but was quickly helped up by her own bamboo horse, leaning against him and squatting firmly, she hurriedly raised her head to express her thanks.The benefactor who stretched out her hand nimbly just now was not her bamboo horse Izuku Midori, but the teacher on the right side of the bamboo horse.His movement was actually faster than Izuku who happened to be next to her. After firmly supporting the two children who were about to fall, the pale blond youth moved the two of them behind him in a protective manner. He squatted in front of them and said softly, "Stay away."

"Well, thank you!" Midoriya Izuku nodded to him, and then eagerly embraced his little Ome, "Hui-chan, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Huiyue shook her head, shrank beside him, bit her lip and raised her head to calm down her heartbeat that had been rising for a moment.

In the middle of the arena, the black-haired kidnapper emptied the bullets in his gun with a frenzy, and threw the gun away.

"Boring, so boring. Is this what Tokyo is like?"

His group of subordinates seemed to be overwhelmed by the boss's sudden madness, and none of them dared to speak.In the silence of the room, the black-haired kidnapper suddenly turned his head to look at the hostages behind him, and tilted his head.

"Ok?"

His eyes wandered back and forth on the panicked and frightened faces of the crowd, and then his eyes gradually lit up, "Ah, I suddenly thought of an idea."