Please Stop Summoning Me!

Once found and reported, whoever participated in the implementation will be sentenced to capital punishment.

But he had no choice.

The middle-aged man stretched out his bloodless right hand, raised a knife in the other hand, and stabbed it violently into the palm of his hand.

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

The inductance continued, the acid heat gradually spread, and the heat flowed like a bath at the wound.

more and more pain.

The bright red slowly flowed from the palm of the hand, and the strange patterns on the ground were dyed red by coincidence.

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

"The mist on the other side of the white, the great existence from the void world."

"An indescribable, indescribable, unknowable, mysterious deity."

"My heart is full of despair and pain, and as an opportunity to link, I offer the burning seed of chaos."

"I will do all the best and all the worst, just to ask you to appear in the world and fulfill the only desire in my heart."

A spell passed down from time immemorial, 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 desire of man, as long as enough sacrifices are offered.

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

It just never brings happiness.

Time passed little by little.

The torrential rain howled outside the window.

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

The apprentices gradually feel fear, and the unknown existence is coming.

They began to tremble subconsciously, but everyone knew that the call of danger would not stop.

Byron took a deep breath and clenched his hands, trying to control the excitement in his heart.

An extremely intense pressure made Byron unable to breathe. As Nolan's top wizard, he had never experienced this level of pressure.

Even face-to-face with a saint has never happened.

Byron even felt that he was like an ant blown into the sky by the wind, unable to struggle in the incomprehensible airflow.

There was a gleam of fear in his eyes, followed by a gleam of ecstasy.

"Success."

Part 12 Chapter Twelve

In the gray fog, Shen Yi put on the mask he just took from the drawer, and his face immediately began to change.

As for who will change into? The appearance of Byron appeared in Shen Yi's mind.

"The middle-aged man in the morning was very temperamental, and it would be good to look like him."

The mysterious power of the mask came into play, Shen Yi's facial features began to wriggle, his limbs gradually twisted, and the whole person changed into another look in a blur.

A velvet black suit with a bright red rose on the chest, the face of a middle-aged gentleman and a square Van Dyck mustache.

"Transformed successfully."

Shen Yi smiled and walked out of the gray fog to observe the surrounding situation.

Huge basement.

There is almost no decoration, the ground and walls are made of stone, ancient and primitive.

Standing on the center of the array, there is a faint red glow under his feet. This light seems to evoke a deepest primitive impulse.

Shen Yi quickly noticed the middle-aged man in front of him.

He just glanced at it, and the whole person immediately felt bad.

Oops... This time it was Li Gui who bumped into Li Kui...

Shen Yi fell into deep thought.

There is a situation called Zhuangshan, which means that two people wear the same clothes without knowing it, which often makes people look embarrassed.

The situation facing Shen Yi was even more embarrassing than Zhuangshan.

He bumped himself.

The man in front of him looked exactly like him, in a black suit with a bright red rose on his chest.

Not just superficial clothing and looks.

His eyes are firm and steady, and there is a classical British aristocratic temperament in his gestures.

Shen Yi didn't know how to complain, this time the summoner was actually his guest this morning!

He can be sure that the other party is not a sacrifice, but the initiator of this summoning ceremony.

Shen Yi's heart was pounding.

This time, I was directly confronting the initiator of the summons. It would be bad if I was found out, so how should I explain that my appearance and appearance are the same as the other party.

Thinking of a good solution for a while, Shen Yi didn't speak for the time being.

He remained silent.

Anyway, under normal circumstances, gods will not take the initiative to explain things to humans.

The white fog began to fill the hall, and there was no other color around.

White.

Yana's body trembled slightly, and the white mist had poured in all over, pouring into every corner of the hall on the first floor.

She only felt that she had seen something enormous, bigger than the ocean, bigger than the sky, perhaps only comparable to the infinite universe.

Master all things and overflow the world.

And he was like a bug, crushed, smashed, and disappeared at the moment of contact.

She could feel a most real powerlessness.

No matter what the final result is, but at least at the last minute, she was lucky

witness greatness.

She couldn't take it any longer, her eyes rolled, and she passed out on the spot.

Not only was she in a coma, the other apprentices had already fallen down one step earlier, unable to accept things beyond common sense.

Only Byron persisted with an ugly look on his face.

He has disaster-level strength anyway, and Quan Nolan is also a first-class wizard, but even he is trembling under huge pressure and it is difficult to control himself.

Shen Yi found that the people wearing black cloaks passed out one by one, only Byron in front of him was not in a coma, but stared at him in astonishment.

Shen Yi could understand his expression, after all, the object he summoned looked exactly the same as himself.

Anyone would have an expression of disbelief.

——

Finally...finally...my wish will come true...

Byron's face was filled with joy, and he fought to keep himself from shaking.

As Nolan's top wizard, he has always been admired by everyone, manipulates top-level spells, and has huge wealth.

Most of the things in the world, he can get it as long as he wants.

But Byron still has many unfulfilled, even unreachable wishes.

There are limits to human power.

He understood this early on.

For what he wanted in his heart, Byron could only hope for the illusory, even if he touched taboos and violated the rules.

He found his only hope in the ancient heritage of his family.

The mist on the other side of white.

Researchers throughout the ages have called him that, thinking that this is his name.

In fact, this is nothing but human wishful thinking.

The great beings from the outside world may not need any names at all.

Byron understood.

The text and pictures in the field of view are distorted and collapsed.

He could even hear murmurs, cryptic laughter, a vague tingling in his head that reminded him of a terrible past.

This is the great being that controls all things and overflows the world.

Formless, invisible, neither in the past nor in the future.

As long as He lets go of the forbidden power, he can pour out and devour everyone's souls, just like eating a delicious snack.

Byron's heart was difficult to calm down, and he didn't tell his wishes for the first time.

Shen Yi couldn't find a reason to explain, so he decided to push the ball, so let the other party think of a reasonable explanation.

He said calmly, "Do you know why I look like this?"

Byron didn't hear any sound, just a very strange message came into his heart.

This was an ancient text he had never seen before, and in the next instant, the text shattered one after another, without any emotional ups and downs being transformed into meanings that humans could understand.

Byron received this message.

The Mist of the Great White Beyond asked him...why he looked so.

Byron was stunned for a moment. He has always appeared in the world in an endless white mist. As for why it looks like this, it seems that no one has ever explored it.

Why?

The answer is very important, and Byron is very clear that if he cannot satisfy the gods, it is not just that everything is lost.

Perhaps, he will face an unimaginable ending.

"The mist on the other side of white is the god of the world who controls all things and overflows the world."

He suddenly thought of generations of researchers, who called him by the mist on the other side of the white, but for a god outside the world, the name is meaningless.

Perhaps the same is true of the external form, which has no meaning at all to the gods.

I see.

I understand!

Byron took a deep breath, he organized the language and said: "Because the external form has no meaning to the gods, maybe the appearance that humble humans such as me can see is just the projection of the heart. ."

Byron was speaking fluently, but he was actually very nervous. He had absolutely no idea how the god outside the world would react to his answer.

Shen Yi just wanted to applaud him!

OK, what you said is really good, it's completely a set of standard answers.

Shen Yi breathed a sigh of relief that Byron could accept the god's setting that he looked the same as him.

Although he was happy in his heart, Shen Yi showed no expression at all.

He just answered indifferently: "Yes, that's right."

Byron was immediately relieved, he hadn't felt so nervous in decades.

That being the case, even the first pass is over.

Byron bowed his head deeply. He had never been so humble before, and his tone was full of pleading and hope.

"A great being that masters all things and overflows the world."

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