The Glorious Summoner

"It should be here...Drufer Wax Museum..."

The night was deep, and the gas street lamps on the roadside gave off a faint light, attracting a group of mosquitoes to fly around the lights in the dark, like lonely dust. At this time, there were not many people on the street. At the entrance of an alley, with squinting eyes, he looked at a three-story old-fashioned building on the street in front.

That building must be many years old. It looks like a dilapidated factory building. The iron frame signboard of the wax museum hanging on the roof of the building has been damaged and rusted. The signs on the signboard are damaged and corroded. People can see the words on it clearly, and the dark red brick wall of the building is mottled, there are many signs of smoke and fire, and there are some messy graffiti.

At the entrance of the wax museum, there is also a sign, which looks like dead branches and leaves withered in the dark, with a few lines written on the sign - the ticket is 1 Ding Ning 5 Finney.

It is a miracle that such a dilapidated wax museum has not closed down.

In Xia Ping'an's hand, in the glass bottle containing the corpse worm, the head of the corpse worm in the bottle pointed to the wax museum. His head always changed with Xia Ping'an's footsteps, like a probe attracted by a magnet, always pointing at the wax museum, which let Xia Ping'an know that this should be the place he was looking for, and the stolen corpses were it's here.

The green-clothed messenger has already flown out, like a competent scout, flying around the wax museum in the dark, allowing Xia Ping'an to see the entire structure of the wax museum - the door of the wax museum is tightly closed , Behind this gate is the building of the wax museum, and behind this building, there is a yard behind the wax museum, there is a back door in that yard, the yard is overgrown with weeds, as well as a carriage and a stable.

There is a road in front of the wax museum, which is the one in front of me. There is a dark alley on the side of the wax museum leading to the back yard.

From the perspective of the green-clothed messenger, there are people in the wax museum. The first and second floors of the wax museum are dark, but in a room on the third floor of the wax museum, there are dim lights in the room. Saw a figure walking around the room.

Here, it may be a trap for the night watchman and the investigation bureau, because it is too easy to find here, and Xia Ping'an is vigilant about things that are too easy to get. It is also for this reason that Xia Ping'an observed here for a while. , did not venture in.

However, there is another possibility. This is not a trap. You can use more than one secret method to lock the wax museum, but for other summoners who cannot summon black dragons and do not master the secret method of corpse tracking, it may not be possible to lock this place out of thin air. It's so easy, and for some ordinary people who have just mastered a little secret law, they don't know anything about the world and power of the Summoner. These ordinary people who have just mastered a little secret law are like frogs in the bottom of the well, thinking that they have mastered it. With the forbidden power, he is blindly confident in his own power and secret magic.

Therefore, it is also possible that the people in the wax museum stole the corpse and quietly transported the corpse to the wax museum. They felt that their whereabouts were hidden and were not worried about being found-the carriage and stables in the yard behind the wax museum just happened to be Carcasses can be transported.

After observing for a while, Xia Ping'an finally decided to go in and have a look. After all, he had already found this place. It would be unreasonable for him to communicate with Mr. Coin like this. The task is not complete.

However, going in and going in, Xia Ping'an valued his life very much. Based on the principle of not taking risks if he could, Xia Ping'an gritted his teeth and looked at the divine power value in his secret mandala. , start summoning things.

Before Xia Ping'an, the giant tower had 55 points of divine power, and 10 points of divine power were recovered in the temple, but 3 points were consumed, leaving 7 points. The two world beads, the green-clothed messenger and Tao Hongjing, were added to increase the divine power by 117 points. In addition to the 300 divine crystals given by Mr. Coin, the summoning of the green-clothed messenger consumed 45 divine powers, so the total divine power in his secret mandala at this moment was 434.

With these divine powers, you can summon something. No matter how precious divine power is, it is not as precious as your own life.

As Xia Ping'an began to summon, a surging black mist appeared in the alley behind him. The black mist was like a portal. Then, a soldier of Wei Wu, who was wearing a black samurai robe, was summoned by Xia Ping'an. .

I don't know if it's the influence of the body of the gods or the influence of being a pastor before. Anyway, when Xia Ping'an uses his divine power to perform a summoning technique, he can do it without any fluctuations in divine power and quietly.

The summoned Wei Wuzu is nearly 1.9 meters tall, with a sturdy physique, with a strong back and a rock-like complexion, but there is an agility in his eyes. Other summoners may also be able to summon such a warrior, but this Wei Wu The spirit in the pawn's eyes is something that the summoning characters of other summoners do not have, because Xia Ping'an is a holy teacher, these Wei Wu pawns have been nurtured in the secret mandala, their wisdom has been opened, and they are summoned by other summoners. Samurai is definitely different.

Wei Wuzu, this is the strongest special forces in the world carefully selected and trained by Wu Qi from the Wei army during the Spring and Autumn Period of China. Wu Qi led Wei Wuzu to fight in the south and north, setting a record of "The Seventy-two Great Wars, the whole world." Victory over sixty-four, and the rest will be resolved." His remarkable feats left a splendid stroke in the history of human warfare. Even the mighty Qin army was beaten down in front of Wei Wuzu.

As soon as this Wei Wushou was summoned, he knelt down on one knee facing Xia Ping'an, with a deep voice in his throat, "I have seen the Lord, please give me your name?"

Seeing his disappearing 150 points of divine power and the Wei Wu **** in front of him, Xia Ping'an was both distressed and relieved, and said directly, "You can be called Long Wu!"

Long Wu clasped his fists and stood up, Xia Ping'an looked at the 284 points of divine power remaining in the secret mandala, directly gritted his teeth, and invested 260 points of divine power again to summon the elementary magic vine.

The black magic vines, like a black snake and a mutated earthworm, emerged from the mist behind Xia Ping'an, and then silently submerged into the ground, and then the black mist behind Xia Ping'an slowly disappear.

This magic vine is something that Xia Ping'an has been considering for a long time. The price of this world for him to perform the earth escape technique is too great to bear, but the magic vine originally lives underground, so it can be unaffected, as long as it is in a place with ground , the magic vine can be useful, and the magic vine completed an evolution last time in the battle to kill the Golden Moon Palace Master. There can be many changes. One vine can be used for multiple purposes. If you invest in divine power again, this elementary magic vine can become even more powerful!

If Wei Wuzun is a bodyguard and helper on the bright side, then the magic vine is a bodyguard and helper who can hide in the dark at any time, and the whereabouts of the magic vine is more mysterious and unpredictable, and its use is greater, although it consumes divine power It's a bit too much, but with this dual protection of light and darkness, in the next year, as long as the magic vine and the dragon five are still built, Xia Ping'an's safety will be basically guaranteed, and he can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

The black dragon is very good, but the black dragon's specialty is not in combat, but in perception and tracking. Under the current situation, there is not much divine power, and it is only necessary to summon things that can be urgently needed first.

In the blink of an eye, after completing these two summoning spells, the divine power in Xia Ping'an's secret mandala was only 24 points, and he could just cast 8 small spells to protect himself. Xia Ping'an, once again became "impoverished".

"Don't let me lose money..." Xia Ping'an, who had completed the summoning, muttered to himself, looking at the dark and uninhabited streets around him, his entire figure instantly disappeared into the darkness.

Two minutes later, Xia Ping'an and Wei Wuzu were already standing at the door of the backyard of the Drover Wax Museum. When the two came here, a magic vine emerged from the ground in the yard, and a vine spread over and wrapped around the lock. The door of the house was pulled gently, and the door to the backyard opened silently.

Wei Wuzun Long Wu took out his knife and a shield, wearing a murderous Fujimu grimace mask on his face, the first one walked into the yard and fell silent.

Xia Ping'an followed behind Long Wu and walked in. The moment he crossed the threshold, the equipment of the night watchman had been summoned by Xia Ping'an, and he was wearing it in an instant - black solemn mage robe, pure silver flawless His angel mask, combat boots, and the pair of blood-red gloves he wore on his hands were like blood-stained red gloves—this outfit could make all the fallen creatures in the darkness terrified.

The angel mask of the night watchman and the pair of blood-red gloves have a special meaning, which is the heart of the angel and the means of the devil.

From the moment he crossed the threshold, Xia Ping'an's identity was that of the night watchman of the Investigation Bureau.

Throughout the yard, there was a slightly pungent odor of plaster, oil wax, and that kind of burnt-like hair.

Now that you're here, you're welcome. Xia Ping'an decided to go straight to Huanglong. He and Long Wu came to the room with a shadow on the second floor. The black magic vine extended from the ground, supporting Xia Ping'an and Long Wu. Like a creeping tiger, he climbed along the wall to the window on the second floor, and inside the window, you can still see figures walking around.

As Xia Ping'an nodded lightly to Long Wu, Long Wu's power burst out instantly, he bowed his body, exerted force on his feet, and the whole person jumped out violently. While protecting his body with a shield, he was like a cannonball. With a bang, he smashed the window on the second floor, smashed the window, and rushed into the room in an instant. Xia Ping'an's feet lightly touched, and there was a reaction from the magic vine, and Xia Ping'an also followed Long Wu. , came in through the window.

No one in that room would have imagined that someone would fall from the sky and rush out of the window on the third floor.

When Xia Ping'an entered the room, he saw three people standing in front of a large pot. The large pot was standing in front of the fireplace in the room. In the pot, something white like wax was boiled. Among the individuals was a short, silver-haired old man with a shriveled face like a skeleton. He stood beside the pot with a bottle in his hand, as if he was going to add something to the pot.

The other two were strong men with gloomy faces. One was stirring in a pot with a huge wooden stick, while the other was holding a human skull, and beside the pot, there was a There is a complete human skeleton.

This room should be the place where they made the wax figures. The room was full of weird and eerie wax figures, but the wax figures they made did not seem to be ordinary wax figures, because ordinary wax figures would not use human bones as materials.

"Night watchman..." As soon as the old man saw the silver angel mask on Xia Ping'an's face and the blood-red gloves on his hands, his face changed greatly, and he let out a horrified wailing, and he couldn't help but step back.

And as the old man retreated to the back, the eyes of the two strong men standing by the pot suddenly turned red, sharp fangs grew out of their mouths, the muscles on their bodies bulged instantly, and they burst their clothes with a squeak, beasts. The same hair grew out of their bodies, and a low growl came from their mouths.

Long Wu has already rushed over, his body is astonished, but with a flash of sword light, he deftly and skillfully avoids the sharp claws caught by the other party, and a hairy head has already flown from the head of a strong man...

As soon as the old man retreated, Xia Ping'an knew that the old man was the master. When Long Wu rushed out, Xia Ping'an moved his hand and took out a revolver.

Yes, it's a pistol. Don't underestimate this kind of gunpowder weapon. Most of the people in this world who have just become summoners have no physical differences from ordinary people, and a bullet can kill them.

The old man didn't have the aura of a summoner. At most, he was just a little shrimp who had mastered the evil technique of playing with corpses. Silver-plated bullets could solve the problem without wasting divine power.

"Kill him..." A terrified scream came out of the old man's mouth.

"Bang..." Xia Ping'an fired, and among the tongues of flame spit out from the muzzle, a bullet accurately hit the old man's eyebrows, lifted the skull of the old man who wanted to retreat, and shot out his brain. The old man fell to the ground at once.

Long Wu, who killed one of the transformation monsters, was already fighting with the second transformation monster at this time. The transformation monster is very powerful, but his fighting skills are scum in front of Long Wu. The transformation monster wants to lift it up. The big iron pot smashed towards Long Wu, but with a flash of Long Wu's knife, the hand of the monster that was holding the iron pot was cut off.

Long Wu took the shield and slammed into the transformation monster's arms. With a click, the shield smashed the transformation monster's sternum. The transformation monster vomited blood and fell backwards, while Long Wu's footsteps were blurred and changed. , followed like a shadow, the knife in his hand inserted through the gap of the shield transformation, directly pierced into the chest of the transformed monster, and then the knife slashed and pulled fiercely towards the heart position, the transformed monster The monster's upper body was almost cut open by Long Wu's knife, and the whole person fell to the ground with a scream. In the next second, Long Wu's second knife slashed and directly chopped off the transformed monster's head.

Several wax figures in the room moved at this time.

Those wax figures were originally not very realistic. The two figures were stiff and a little weird and ugly. When they moved, their movements were inevitably a little stiff, and plaster and wax blocks fell off their bodies, but this was most of the night. , If ordinary people look at the moving wax figure, they will definitely be scared half to death.

Without Xia Ping'an's orders, Long Wu had already rushed towards the moving wax figure, the light of the knife flashed like a sledgehammer, and with a single slash, the rushing wax figure was split in half.

The wax statue shattered~www.wuxiaspot.com~ would actually bleed. Inside the wax statue, the human-like bones and organs were clearly visible, exuding the stench of corpses.

The second wax figure rushed over and was split open by Long Wuyi again.

In addition to being scary, this moving wax figure is not at the same level as Long Wu in terms of combat power.

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This scene was just trivial for Xia Ping'an, it didn't scare him.

However, Xia Ping'an, who was wearing an angel mask on his face, still moved his brows, because the old man who was shot by him with a bullet and his skull was thrown off the ground fell to the ground, but his body was still struggling, his eyes were still staring, and his throat was screaming. Hehehe's voice seems to want to get up from the ground.

Xia Ping'an walked to the old man calmly, stepped on the old man's chest, stepped the old man on the ground again indifferently, then held the pistol at the old man's head and heart, thumping three times in a row. gun……

Finally, the old man stopped moving.

"It's the song of life again..." Xia Ping'an whispered to himself.