"Summon...summon..."

Lin Sheng studied the principle of primary summoning in another world one morning, whether in school or in the toilet.

The only thing he was glad that the principles of this aspect were clearly recorded in the book in the dream.

After class in the morning, he decisively asked Shen Yan for help in asking for leave in the afternoon.

He sneaked out to collect the second batch of summoning materials.

There are still excess gold and silver powder, and the other materials are also known from the channels and locations. This time the materials collection is much faster than Lin Sheng imagined.

At night, he had prepared the second summoning ceremony materials.

After school in the afternoon, he did not go home, but went to the Iron Fist Club, communicated with Saru, and learned about the current progress.

Returning to the abandoned warehouse where the ceremony was held again.

The warehouse was dark, and in the afternoon, there was no sunshine, the sky was covered with dark gray ladder clouds, and the crescent moon was covered by clouds and did not come out.

Lin Sheng changed a cloth mat this time to serve as the foundation of the ceremony. He placed the mat at the last ceremony.

Then mix various materials one by one and put them aside.

Finally, heading to the notebook, start drawing the array diagram on the cloth pad.

I dug a hole in the middle of the cloth pad, which is easy to wash. I can quickly wash it by throwing it into the water.

After drawing for twenty minutes, checking the array diagram three times, I confirmed that there were no errors.

Lin Shengcai breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, held the prepared paste jar in his hand, hung it above the array diagram, and placed it inverted in different directions.

"Finally boil water."

He took out a new pan from the side, and as usual, he stacked firewood, poured oil, and lit the fire.

Pour clean water and various seasonings into the pot, Lin Sheng felt a bit like he was cooking soup.

The fire gradually becomes stronger.

The water in the pan gradually bubbled.

Lin Sheng reached out to take the butter lamp over and took out the lighter.

Bang.

He slowly ignited his homemade wick with cotton thread.

Everything is ready.

Lin Sheng straightened his back and took out a small piece of cardboard with gray markings on the shelter from his backpack.

The cardboard was cut from his father's purchase carton, and the first three words of sauerkraut instant noodles were printed on the back.

Put the small cardboard hands together and hold them in the palm of your hand. This will extend the ceremony time and is the usage of gray marks recorded in the information he obtained.

Lin Sheng began to chant the ritual starter in a low voice, and the chaotic and irregular starter slowly floated above the array diagram, causing a trace of blurred ripples.

The butter lamp next to it slowly floated a trace of white smoke, and the white smoke flew into the pan and merged into the ripple.

hiss....

Large pieces of beef-flavored mist steamed from the pan and instantly flew around Lin Sheng.

He slowly closed his eyes.

In the dark field of view, a red ball of light slowly lit up, followed by a second smaller green ball of light. Then it disappeared.

Lin Sheng waited for a while and was sure that there were only two, and he felt a little helpless.

Nothing else, it's just that these two balls are much smaller than the size of the Brutal Holy Shield.

"Last time I summoned, the light ball of the Brutal Holy Shield was as big as a football. This time, both of them were only the size of an egg, not...one was the size of a quail egg..."

Lin Sheng wanted to summon another brutal holy shield or gray angel.

Unfortunately, reality is cruel. The only two light balls appear in front of him.

"According to the spiritual subduing array, I should have been the one who bears a brutal holy shield. The remaining idle soul is not strong enough, so I can only bear these two small ones."

Lin Sheng is not a novice who knows nothing now, he understands something a little.

Since it has reached this point, wouldn’t it be a waste of materials if you don’t call it?

He calmed down and his consciousness suddenly touched the red light ball the size of an egg.

puff!!

In an instant, a red light drowned out all his consciousness.

Lin Sheng's spirit was stimulated by the sudden red light and it calmed down more than ten seconds later.

He was standing in a silver-gray hall, in front of him was the center of the hall. There was a strong man in black clothes and a long sword on his back.

The man held his head up and was allowing a white-haired old man to wrap a white bandage around his head.

"Only by abandoning the light can we embrace the darkness." The old man said in a deep voice.

"I understand, mentor. For hope." The kneeling man said in a low voice.

“For hope.”

The old man had the last bandage, blinding the man's eyes.

Finally, he stretched out his index finger and drew a symbol on the man's forehead.

The red light lit up again, flooding Lin Sheng's vision.

All the pictures disappeared.

After a few seconds, the red light faded.

In Lin Sheng's eyes, an old opponent he was very familiar with slowly floating.

Rotten swordsman with bandages on his head.

"I just knew..." Lin Sheng was a little helpless.

The Rotten Swordsman's combat power is actually not weak, but he is not as good as the Brutal Holy Shield and the Gray Angel, and the gap is very big.

He was still weak at the time, and he could kill dozens of them one-on-one, not to mention that one-on-one is easy.

"Forget it, remember next time, you have to accumulate more soul power and then summon it. Otherwise, you will not be able to afford a stronger summoning object at all."

He now roughly understood the principle of this summoning.

The priority of summoning is to first choose the creatures in another world that are closest to him.

As the saying goes, the relationship is closest, what other summoning objects can be compared to the dream monster that has been absorbed by him?

So the result was that he summoned these guys in the dream.

"But that's fine, so I can master the strength and abilities of the summoned objects. It's very convenient to use."

Putting aside his disappointment, Lin Sheng carefully observed the rotting swordsman.

Like the same kind he killed in his dream, the rotten swordsman was tied with a bandage on his head, a strong figure, and a cross sword on his back.

"There is no disability, no skin diseases like pussy. It seems that this should be the true form of a rotten swordsman now. Most of the things I encountered before were almost ruined."

Lin Sheng knew it in his heart.

Then he noticed that under the individual rotten swordsman, a small number was floating: 2.

"Yeah? Could it be that this represents..."

Lin Sheng's heart moved and he quickly opened his eyes.

On the ritual formation in front of him, two strong rotten swordsmen in black were standing.

Both of them were wearing their heads and carrying swords. They were agile and powerful, and even the details in many places were exactly the same.

This is because they are the bodies that temporarily combine materials and mysterious power to reconstruct the power field of the summoning ritual.

The body built according to a template is naturally the same. It is like assembly line production.

"Are you two at a time? Not bad." Lin Sheng was a little satisfied.

"Then there is copying the basic combat instinct."

Lin Sheng was not passive this time. He carefully followed the method on the spiritual subduing array and first selected the strongest rotten swordsman he had ever contacted in his memory.

Among all the rotten swordsmen, the strongest one he has ever fought against is naturally the elite rotten swordsman in Black Feather City.
Chapter completed!