Please Stop Summoning Me!

Having long been accustomed, he stepped into the Gray Fog and soon disappeared.

Once again, the river and everything fell into silence, leaving only the rain.

Chris, who was walking in front, never looked back, but sensing something, she stopped in her tracks.

She felt the gentleman’s breath suddenly disappear.

Chris shuddered all over. There was no fluctuation in the air and she couldn’t detect the way the other party left.

Was this still an invisible technique? The powerful display of strength had gone beyond Chris’s basic perception.

However, she also rejoiced because of this. The person behind Tumi Hua’s backstage was already a real strong man, comparable to the guy who considered himself a master at the distortion level.

He’s definitely a disaster-level powerhouse!

He was equivalent to the head of some millennium sect, the top powerhouse in the wizarding field, and a handful of A-class investigators ….

Hugging such a thick thigh, one’s future path would also become different.

Chris made up her mind: “Mr. Shen, I will definitely prove my worth to you.”

Become a pawn in your hand that you won’t discarded at will.

——

In Beland, outskirt

At a hidden house.

The furniture in the hall was quite elegant and retro, but they were all pushed aside randomly, like worthless obstacles.

A person stood in front of the complex magic circle with his eyes closed and chanted, it was Byron.

“The White Mist Across the Shore, the Great Existence of the void world.”

“A Nameless, Ineffable, Shapeless, Mysterious God.”

“My heart is full of despair and pain, I take this as an opportunity to offer the spiritual water of the imaginary world.”

“I will do all the best and all the evil, just to pray for you to show up in the world and fulfill the only desire deep in my heart.”

Before successfully joining the Dust of Lightness and accepting the first test, Byron received a meeting gift from the organization’s “Guide.”

Spiritual water!

According to the official statement of the Corona Church, before the universe began, the Primordial Fire evaporated the Spiritual Water to create the universe. The earliest human beings were born from the transpiring white breath of the stream.

But the wizards knew that was not the case.

The origin of mankind was never the primordial fire, but something more ancient.

But the spiritual water in the myth still has a magical effect. It was said…it could create a genuine soul!

Since getting “Beyond Binding”, Byron had achieved a certain degree of attainment in the realm of souls, but he was still far from the ability to create souls.

That’s the real Realm of the Gods, the real Blasphemy…

It was useless to keep the spiritual water in your own hands. It’s better to sacrifice it… This was Byron’s first thought.

The “Guide” of the Dust of Lightness also told Byron many mysteries of history, telling him that in the Dust of Lightness, these historical mysteries were just common sense.

For example, the ocean, which has never been sunny and dark all day long, in fact it was the same land a long time ago.

The sky over the ocean can shine the sun’s rays!

Another example, the world’s population was originally not two billion, but more, much more …at least several times more than it was now.

Some forces had distorted history, and most people in the world had not realized the “truth”!

Just these two pieces of information alone have sent Byron trembling and subverting his worldview. He felt that he had vaguely touched the truth about the world.

He wanted to continue asking, but the “Guide” just smiled and pressed his crimson hat tightly, unwilling to reveal more historical secrets.

“When you pass the test and officially become a member of the Dust of Lightlessness, I will tell you a more comprehensive and true history.”

Since yesterday’s meeting with the “guide”, Byron had been lost in thought.

In the end, he eventually succumbed to the temptation to summon the Extraterrestrial god.

He immediately tried again to summon the White Mist, hoping to sacrifice the spiritual water in exchange for more powerful knowledge.

Some things were like this. There’s only a difference between zero and a million, and once you tasted the benefits, you couldn’t stop at all.

Apart from him, there was a person standing by the side of the room, nervously assisting in casting spells, it’s Yana.

Even though she knew that the teacher was wanted by the Anti-Magical Bureau, and knowing that none of these summons were to the ancient spirits, she still took part in the third summoning.

First of all, she was still very short of money, with nine siblings to support at home, each of whom needed her.

She originally wanted to travel, but then thought better of it … One day, let’s go on a trip with the whole family.

Secondly, she didn’t care about it anymore.

Having taken part in summoning the extra-worldly god twice, even if she really didn’t know the truth and couldn’t explain clearly, she would still be executed if she was caught.

Since she had already boarded this thief ship, she couldn’t get off, so she might as well move on.

And she could earn more money by just standing here.

Even though she repeatedly comforted her heart and diverted her mind by saying, ‘it will be over soon’ yet she couldn’t help and cried. “Teacher, I’m so scared, I feel a little unstable.”

Byron said indifferently: “What are you afraid of? Didn’t you do well the first two times? Take it easy.”

“Learn to accept it all.”

“Yes, yes, woo…”

First two times she had no idea about what was going on, and carelessly thought that how could an ancient spirit come as soon as it was summoned, even if it came it wouldn’t do anything, so she wasn’t afraid at all. But now that she knew she was actually summoning an Extraterrestrial god, she was terribly afraid.

Just then, the mist surged out again, and boundless white enveloped everything.